Blake's words echoed in the cold cabin.
Dr. Fran froze in place, an unprecedentedly chaotic debate raging within him.
The white little man: "He promised to take us to see the pure gold! It's pure gold! Twenty years of dreams!"
He couldn't help but picture himself adorned in golden armor, holding a pure gold scepter, standing at the pinnacle of the world's science, receiving adoration... But the next second, this glorious image was mercilessly replaced by the terrifying sight of three cleaner robots being smashed into scrap metal and the entire sea instantly freezing over.
The Blake little man weakly protested: "But... weren't we just crushed?"
"That kind of power... my shield theory..."
He stole a glance at the group of people behind Blake—
The woman who used magma stood there quietly, as if the violent woman from before wasn't her at all.
And the one who stomped the robot to pieces was glancing at him with a look reserved for trash.
Finally, Dr. Fran came to a conclusion—
He couldn't win, he really couldn't win.
His twenty-year obsession with pure gold completely overwhelmed his remaining self-esteem.
He took a deep breath, using all his acting skills to try and appear more dignified:
"Actually, my main goal is to help the World Government advance technology... and seeing the pure gold along the way is also fine."
He paused, then cautiously added:
"Um... does the World Government provide dorms?"
"Preferably a single room, south-facing."
Blake fell silent, suspecting that this scientist might have lost his mind due to extreme joy and sorrow.
However, now was not the time to dwell on that.
He shifted his attention from Dr. Fran and the detector to the high-tech, futuristic submarine beneath his feet.
As a professional Celestial Dragons, what's the first reaction upon seeing something good?
Pack it up and take it away!
I want them all!
He turned to Stella:
"Can the submarine fit?"
"No problem, Your Highness!"
Stella nodded slightly.
After everyone left the submarine, she raised her hand and summoned a huge door, which opened with a soft creak.
"Koala, it's up to you!"
Blake instructed, and Koala lightly leaped onto the ice:
"Leave it to me!"
She reached her hand to the connection between the submarine and the ice, took a deep breath, and was about to exert force to pull the submarine from the frozen seabed.
"Wait a moment, Miss Koala..."
Just then, Dr. Fran seemed to finally come to his senses, still holding a thermos cup.
He anxiously waved at Koala:
"Miss Koala, please wait a moment!"
"When you exert force, be sure to avoid the third storage locker on the starboard side!"
"A pot of stellar coffee I just brewed is still in there!"
Koala's movements stiffened, and three Blake lines seemed to appear on her forehead.
She turned to Blake, her eyes filled with the question, "Is there really nothing wrong with this person?"
Blake smiled at her, indicating it didn't matter.
From the previous situation, Dr. Fran was clearly a very arrogant person.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to attack the sanctuary so rashly, even knowing it belonged to the World Government.
And he instinctively equated the strong individuals he encountered with the world's top powerhouses.
But after this series of blows, he seemed to have undergone some strange transformation.
From extreme self-confidence to extreme inferiority, he was gradually developing in a comical direction.
Blake decided to observe him first.
As long as his research capabilities were fine, his personality was just a minor detail.
Seeing that Blake had no objections, Koala sighed helplessly again and bent down once more.
Accompanied by the roar of cracking ice, she slowly lifted the entire submarine from the seabed, her movements exceptionally steady, carefully placing it into Stella's spatial dimension.
"You worked hard!"
Blake smiled and ruffled Koala's head, then called out to the others:
"Alright, let's go back."
Everyone returned to the sanctuary, which was quite primitive compared to the submarine, and continued their journey, bypassing the ice layer created by Mandy.
Inside the cabin, Dr. Fran was still clutching his coffee machine, unable to part with it.
Blake's eye twitched, and he gave a light cough, placing the detector on the table.
Under his gaze, Dr. Fran reluctantly put down his coffee and began various operations on the detector.
The detector restarted, emitting a low hum.
The screen lit up, instantly filled with complex waveforms constantly jumping, flashing coordinates, and obscure symbols.
More importantly, there was a plethora of data that Blake couldn't understand at all.
After watching for a while, he grew impatient and asked directly:
"Where is the location?"
Dr. Fran leaned closer to the screen, his fingers quickly tapping several key parameters, finally locking onto a set of constantly fine-tuning numbers:
"Right here, about five nautical miles southwest, at a depth of..."
He paused, then said somewhat helplessly:
"Your Highness, the current depth of the pure gold is at least six thousand two hundred meters."
Hearing this, Blake also frowned.
Following the direction Dr. Fran pointed, he fully released his Observation Haki.
Finally, in his perception, an Anglerfish resembling a mountain appeared in his sight.
But at this moment, Blake really had no good way to deal with it.
One must know, the giant Anglerfish was not some small fry; it was a physically large fish.
Back then, it swallowed the island where Axie was located in one gulp.
All the strong individuals around Blake, including himself, were Devil Fruit users, and the deep sea was their bane.
And ordinary Slaves would find it difficult to play much of a role when facing such a behemoth.
"It must be brought to the surface!"
Blake thought to himself.
He was silent for a moment, then, with a "ding," a light bulb appeared above his head, and an idea struck him.
"Dr. Fran, since you can receive the radiation signal of the pure gold, it means you understand this radiation extremely well."
"If that's the case, you could completely create a device that simulates this radiation."
"The giant Anglerfish has an extraordinary craving for pure gold; once it detects the pure gold's radiation on the surface, it will definitely come up to investigate."
"This way, we can lure it up."
Blake felt he was incredibly clever; this plan was flawless.
But Blake's words made Dr. Fran's body stiffen imperceptibly for a moment.
He lowered his head, his tone filled with reverence:
"Your Highness, your wisdom fills me with immense admiration."
"But I'm sorry... I cannot do it."
"The birth of pure gold itself is a miracle."
"To simulate its radiation would be no different from directly creating a piece of pure gold."
"I can only accept this miracle; I cannot create it."
As soon as Dr. Fran spoke, the smile on Blake's face instantly froze.
What did he mean?
What did this old guy mean?
Was he insulting me?
You're the wise one! Your whole family is wise!
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