I Have No Interest In Devil Fruit

Caesar Courant, 19 years old. A rising star of genius in the scientific community in recent years.

There is no doubt about his own mind, coupled with his natural gas fruit, the added convenience in the experiment makes his research like a fish in water.

Others need a vacuum environment, equipment, and various conditions to conduct experiments... He can create a vacuum zone by directly using the gas fruit.

When other people do experiments, they need oxygen concentration under certain conditions and various suitable environmental parameters. He can directly purify the oxygen in the air out of thin air, and even turn himself into a large group of oxygen, and even various other common gas……

In addition, the most basic elemental body of the natural system allows him to enter the experimental environment that ordinary people cannot enter, and observe the experimental phenomena at close range.

It also allows him to experiment unscrupulously under various dangerous conditions.

Ordinary explosions, the collapse of laboratories, even volcanic eruptions, and the splitting of the earth... could not cause the slightest harm to the "gas man".

He didn't care about poisonous gas leaks at all. He himself can become poisonous gas.

As for other experimenters?

Please, what does the life, death and health of those indifferent idiots have to do with him, the genius Caesar?

Caesar doesn’t care at all about the ordinary people who follow behind him, how many batches they have changed, and what kind of faces they have, and he doesn’t bother to remember~

"Sucking, cluck, cluck, what fresh flowers are there recently?" Caesar walked swaggeringly in the flower boat, picked up a beautiful younger sister, made fun of her, and pulled the other hand towards the passing flower. The beautiful woman smiled and said, "Hahahaha, this... um, Miss Stuci?" He was startled, his hands seemed to be burned, and he quickly retracted.

Behind the sunglasses, Stussy's eyes were faintly visible. She smiled and said, "Mr. Caesar, since you are here, you must have fun."

Caesar grinned and said, "Suck it, that's of course~ I just took over a big project recently, and there's a lot of oil and water! Suck it~!"

He laughed a little unscrupulously, and he was not worried that such things would be spread. Please, what is this place? The site of Happy Street, a major force in the dark world!

Everyone comes to this place to relax. If you can't show your true colors here, then what's the point of having fun?

Besides, Caesar would not admit to leaving this ship to fish for oil and water in research funds. Take another step back, so what if Party A finds out? It was they who begged his genius with banknotes, not his genius who wanted them.

This is the calmness of being a genius! Suck cluck~

At this time, a tall birdman who was about the same size as Caesar, who was three meters tall, came out beside Stucey, and laughed loudly: "Caesar, I heard that you have been in contact with people from the navy recently, this is big news Ah! I heard that the navy has established a science unit, do you want to recruit you to join?"

"It's you, Morgans! Your mouth is too big..." Caesar thief complained with a smile, and then showed complacency, neither admitting nor denying, "Who doesn't want to get the wisdom of this genius? Suck giggle giggling..."

Morgonz stretched out his broad bird-wing-like arms, hooked up with Caesar, and said as he walked: "Come, come, I want to interview you, a great genius..."

With his sister in his arms, Caesar walked towards the dance floor with the bird man. He sat comfortably and relaxed on the wide soft sofa with his long legs apart, laughing heartily and chatting casually.

Caesar called several younger sisters with different nicknames over, one to pour him wine, one to warm his arms, one to rub his feet and rub his legs, and one to stretch out his small hand to caress his cheek... At the same time, he had a conversation with the big man from the World Economic News. Morgons talked and laughed happily, and only felt that life was full of joy and pleasure, and that's all there was to it! As expected of a genius.

You see, even the boy on the fence on the second floor has to look at him more.

Sucking cluck cluck... Are you envious of this genius? juvenile!

Caesar didn't take it seriously, smiled, and then turned his attention back to playing with his sisters, and... Hey, why did the birdman next to him talk less?

"Morgans..." Caesar, who was embracing left and right, wanted to continue to listen to his flattery, but when he turned his head, he saw that the bird man Morgans was looking up at the second floor with his eyes squinting. Caesar also looked along, and found that what Morgans was looking at were the two little guys by the fence on the second floor he had noticed just now, and one of them was the half-grown boy who had glanced at him twice. "What are you looking at?" Caesar wondered.

Morgans chuckled and said, "Genius Caesar, didn't you recognize that boy?"

Caesar said: "This kind of unknown person, why should I know him today. Is he famous?"

"The two of them are not unknown!" Morgans' eyes sharpened, and he turned his head and smiled at Caesar, "These two people blew up a research institute in Dr. Vegapunk's hometown protected by the navy. My God, a reward of 100 million Baileys was offered by the navy! I'm actually surprised that you haven't heard of this..."

"Vegapunk..." Caesar seemed a little annoyed when he mentioned the name. "Just the two of them, how dare they do such a thing? How dare you!"

Caesar looked up and looked at the fence on the second floor, only to see the boy next to the quiet girl smiling and waving at him.

"The young man's name is Giobana Giorno, and he was once an extraordinary bounty hunter! But among them, the quiet and indifferent girl next to him—Ku Tiao Xu Lun, is the captain!" Morgang said. Si introduced to the side, and said leisurely, "It is said that the two of them once fought against the Vice Admiral Polusalino of the Navy and escaped calmly! This is big news!"

"Why haven't you been published in the big news?" Caesar wondered.

"Our world economic news does not publish unverified gossip." Morgons smiled slightly, "The boy is waving at you, maybe he is your fan! Caesar, why don't you respond to him?"

"Who can hear what he's talking about!" Caesar was disdainful at first, then touched his chin, showing a little smug expression, "Is the guy with the 100 million Bailey bounty also a fan of this genius? Suck cluck cluck... I Just give him a chance, and respond to him as hard as he can!" He said, letting go of his fragrant sister, raised his hand and waved to the boy at the fence on the second floor, and responded with a reserved smile.

But the other party stopped waving, and seemed to be a little puzzled, talking to his captain Xu Lun next to him, and then he grabbed the girl's left arm...

"He's very depressed!" Morgans chuckled.

Caesar shook his head triumphantly and said, "What a greedy brat! Anyway, I'll just go up and see what he wants to say to me today! Suck it up..."

He saw that the boy on the second floor seemed to have grabbed something from the left arm of the young girl captain next to him - but he obviously didn't have anything in his hand!

The boy on the second floor held the air in his hands, exposed the tip of his tongue, closed one eye, and aimed at Caesar surrounded by fragrant fragrances on the sofa by the dance floor on the first floor, as if, maybe, probably in a posture of aiming... and then pointed down , Just wave your hand!

What is this waving?

air?

"What the hell is this kid doing?" Caesar smiled half puzzled and half helplessly, "The current fans, it's really a headache! Sucking giggling..."

By waving the air, isn't it saying hello to him, a genius who is a gas fruit capable user?

The genius Caesar was about to turn the elements into a body of gas, so he flew up to give the boy a chance to get in touch with the idol at a close distance, and pushed aside the beauties hugging left and right, he jumped up, plopped, and knelt down in front of the sofa.

"...?!"

Caesar pursed his lips, a question mark appeared in his head.

Sweating on his forehead, he tried elementalization again, and jumped up!

boom!

Caesar had never felt so heavy in his body.

Gas fruit, directly transliterated into gas fruit, I think it is too one-sided... Another translation "gas fruit" is more accurate.