Nicholas and Vista quickly arrived at the cell located within the ship's cabin.
Inside the cell, Samofeld was curled up in the corner, while Brook sat on a chair outside the cell, responsible for guarding.
"Captain, you're here."
Seeing Nicholas's arrival, Brook stood up and spoke.
Nicholas nodded and glanced at the Celestial Dragon in the cell, then gave Vista a look.
Vista immediately stepped forward to open the cell door, dragging Samofeld out like a little chick.
"Brook, come along. Let's see what secrets this Celestial Dragon has."
Nicholas said to Brook, and soon the three of them brought the Celestial Dragon to June's research room.
"What are you guys planning!?"
Samofeld, bound to the operating table, panicked at the sight of Nicholas and the others. He looked around at the various strange things in the room and couldn't help but think of a secret base of a mad Celestial Dragon he once visited in Mary Geoise and the slaves he researched there.
Thinking of the plight of those slaves, Samofeld struggled even more fiercely.
"Let me go, I can give you anything you want! Money, wealth, women, whatever you want, I can give it to you!"
But all his efforts were in vain.
Soon, Brook voluntarily drew the curtains, blocking out the sunlight streaming in through the window.
The room suddenly became dim.
The shadowless lamp lit up, blinding Samofeld's eyes as he lay under it.
Then Vista took a canister of gas from June and pressed it against Samofeld's face. With the inhalation of the gas, Samofeld's struggles gradually subsided, and he eventually lay motionless.
Nicholas leaned against the wall next to the door, arms folded, curiously watching June.
As for whether Nicholas and the others would disrupt the sterile environment here, June's ability was not just for show.
Brook, at some point, had changed into a white lab coat and stood beside June, looking like an assistant.
After a while, with Brook's manipulation, the thick protective suit on Samofeld's body was removed.
"Interesting protective suit."
Brook couldn't help but comment on the suit, which contained high-tech purification capabilities. The claim that Celestial Dragons breathe the different air as ordinary people might not be just talk.
"Captain, come take a look."
Soon everyone's attention was drawn to the scene before them, because attached to Samofeld's heart was a crystal-like chip.
Carefully removing it, Nicholas revealed a pensive expression. Perhaps this was the Celestial Dragon's identity chip, but it remained to be seen if it had any other uses besides proving the Celestial Dragon's identity.
Soon, Samofeld, anesthetized, underwent his first dissection.
Nicholas watched curiously from the side as Samofeld's chest cavity was opened, revealing his beating heart.
June, Brook, and the others also approached to observe the internal structure closely.
If anyone else saw this scene, they would probably think they had encountered some mad scientist.
"Hmm, this looks completely identical to a normal person's body."
Vista couldn't help scratching his head. In his opinion, since Celestial Dragons were so high and mighty, there must be some differences from ordinary people. But the fact that their bodies were identical to those of ordinary people was puzzling.
"Strictly speaking, it's not completely identical to a normal person. You see here and here, indicating that his organs are much stronger than an average person's. If trained systematically, he would definitely surpass most ordinary people in achievements."
June supplemented from the side.
Half an hour later.
"Alright, that's enough. Let's leave a little gift for our friend."
Nicholas raised his index finger, and a bolt of lightning extended from his fingertip, condensing into a small thunder bead beside Samofeld's heart.
"June, stitch him up."
Nicholas said, and at the same time, the closed window was reopened.
The bright sunlight flooded into the room, illuminating Samofeld.
The gaze of everyone in the room followed the light source, focusing on Samofeld.
"Wake him up."
Brook took another canister of gas from June and sprayed it on Samofeld's face.
A few seconds later, Samofeld slowly opened his eyes.
The pain from awakening surged through Samofeld's body. It was so intense that veins popped out on his forehead and temples, and his eyes, filled with visible blood vessels, widened in agony.
June had means to alleviate the pain, but it wasn't necessary.
"It hurts so much, it hurts so much!!!"
Just as Samofeld woke up, he felt excruciating pain in his chest, unable to help but scream in agony.
"Save me!!! I'm in so much pain! Someone, please help me!!!"
Samofeld cried out in misery, his nose and mouth uncontrollably oozing snot and saliva, looking extremely pathetic.
Nicholas played with the identity chip in his hand, watching Samofeld's miserable state with an expressionless face. The pain Samofeld was experiencing now was probably less than one percent of the pain inflicted on ordinary people they arbitrarily bullied and killed.
Vista, June, and Brook silently watched Samofeld's frantic writhing and screaming, devoid of any sympathy.
In this world, perhaps there were innocent Celestial Dragons, but Samofeld was definitely not one of them.
After a while, Samofeld fainted from the intense pain.
Having lived a pampered life in Mary Geoise, his pain tolerance was pathetic.
"Alright, throw him back into the cell. Also, June, give him some medication, don't let this guy die. After all, he's our bargaining chip."
June nodded slightly, indicating that she understood.
...
In the captain's room, Nicholas sat with his feet up on the table, playing with the identity chip. Clearly, the manufacturing technology of this identity chip far surpassed the current era.
"It's really an interesting thing. I wonder if that guy, Vegapunk, can decipher the secrets within it?"
Nicholas pinched the identity chip between his thumb and index finger, curiously saying.
In Nicholas's room later that night.
Nicholas held a report in his hand, while June spoke in a tone of disbelief:
"Throughout history, Celestial Dragons have always claimed to be descendants of the creators. Initially, combining your statement, Nicholas, I thought that Celestial Dragons might have fabricated their origins to conceal their true identities.
But through studying Samofeld's data, I discovered that certain aspects of Celestial Dragon genetics differ from those of ordinary people, so I conducted further research on them."
"And then?"
"And then I found that Celestial Dragon genes, which claim to be descendants of the creators, have been edited in some way!"
"Hmm? Are you saying they really are descendants of the creators?"
Nicholas was somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected June to discover something like this.
"That statement isn't entirely accurate. Because through my comparison, Celestial Dragon genes have been optimized and modified based on human genes. That's why we found that Samofeld's body organs are different from those of ordinary people during the dissection.
You could even say that, with systematic training, Celestial Dragons have every qualification to become powerful individuals."
"Isn't it ridiculous? Those bunch of useless guys actually have more qualifications to become powerful individuals than countless ordinary people?"
As June explained, her expression remained strange.
A look of astonishment flashed in Nicholas's eyes as he pondered with his chin in hand, slowly digesting this hidden secret information.