Pirate: This navy has some conscience, but not much

ps: Oops, I’m stuck in the difficult stage of naming.

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Kaji put the rose directly under Gion's nose, and when she sniffed it slightly, she could smell the faint fragrance of the rose.

The flowers are very good, but the people are very bad.

"hehe!"

Gion sneered and dodged Kake directly. This time she didn't even bother to say a word of rejection.

Arriving in front of the reception official, Gion picked up the brochure on the desk, found a chair at random, and sat down.

"Suck!"

Kake looked at the roses in his hand, then at Gion who was looking at the roster with his legs crossed, and sniffed.

[How many times has this been rejected? 54? 57? Forget it, go back and look at the calendar. 】

Thinking of this, Kaji also moved a chair, took two steps at a trot, placed the chair not far from Gion, and sat down.

Glancing at Kaki next to him, Gion didn't speak.

I always have to find something to spice up my boring vacation time, of course, except for things related to calculations...

"Um?"

Gion flipped through the manual, and then she found the person she was looking for.

It is indeed a good seedling!

After looking at it for a moment, Gion continued to open the next page.

...

As time passed, Kake looked at Gion and became a little obsessed. The last time he spent so much time with Gion was when the Warring States Marshal was having a meeting.

Kaki closed his eyes and listened to the sound of Gion turning the pages of a book next to him, and he couldn't help but fantasize in his mind.

....

"Lieutenant General Jiaji, wipe your saliva, the recruits are watching outside..."

Seeing Jia Ji sleeping, the reception official gave him a gentle push. It really affected the navy's image too much.

Jiaji felt the slight shaking in his body, as if he was in a happy street. He grabbed the hand that the reception official pushed, put it on his face, and continued to rest.

"Hehe~~"

When the reception officer heard the laughter of the group of recruits outside, his whole face turned black.

He lowered his head, grabbed Jiaji's ear with his other hand, and shouted.

"Admiral Jiajia!"

Kaji suddenly woke up with a jolt. After wiping the saliva on his face, he glanced indoors and found that no one in Gion was gone.

"Where are the people!"

Hearing this, the reception official was upset.

"It's been a long walk~"

"well!"

Jiaji sighed, then stood up and walked out with the rose.

....

Looking at the failed proposal of roses in his hand, Jiaji wanted to throw them away but didn't want to...

Throw it away, it seems dishonest...

Don't throw them away. I still keep the flowers that failed in my first proposal, but they have attracted insects...

day.

...

Jiaji, who was walking back swayingly with flowers in hand, had just reached the headquarters building.

Then, he found a little goat peeing.

Looking at the little goat that was staining the image of the navy, Jiaji looked up to the left and right. When he realized that no one was paying attention to him, he kicked the goat in the butt.

boom!

The little goat was kicked.

"Mea~~"

After the little goat stood up, he turned his head and yelled angrily at Jia Ji.

"well!"

Jiaji looked at the flowers in his hand and then at the lamb that was barking. After sighing, he handed the rose to the kid's mouth.

....

"belch!"

The little goat returned to the Sengoku office and burped like a rose.

The time is quiet.

At this moment, in the office filled with the faint fragrance of roses, the quietness could be heard, except for the sound of Lieutenant General He holding up the kid and sniffing from time to time.

Warring States looked at Lieutenant General He with a gloomy face and said at a loss.

"Xiaohe..."

Lieutenant General He glared at Zeng Guo.

Then, General He used his fruit power to wash the little goat that had eaten his own roses, and hung it on the clothes pole.

Warring States looked at the goat hanging on the clothes drying pole, swinging in the wind, and then at Lieutenant General He who slammed the door and walked away, and rubbed his forehead.

Each and every one of them is too disturbing.

....

【Daoli.】

It is an important criterion for the navy and the world government to judge our strength.

A naval soldier holding a weapon has a strength of 10.

But for a government official holding a weapon, his Daoli is 9.

What does this mean?

...

"That just means that under the same circumstances, the people in the government are just rubbish!"

"They are rubbish, and our navy is a direct agency of rubbish. Is this nice to say?

It doesn't sound good.

When you insult them, you are also insulting us.

You can say that those government officials are trash, weak, and need to be protected by strong people like us..."

....

The instructor who was giving the knowledge class to Feiniao was speechless for a while when he looked at the group of nonsense recruits below.

What the hell, this happens once a year.

"Ahem!"

The instructor cleared his throat and pressed his hands down to signal them to be quiet.

After the classroom became quiet, the instructor continued.

"Let's not discuss the issue of garbage and weak people for now. There is only one issue now, and that is the Six Styles."

"The six moves, the moves learned by the elites of the world government and navy, are calculated in terms of power, and those who have learned all six moves have a power of at least 500."

"And those [junks] you are talking about have existences with a moral value of nearly 4,000."

The instructor looked at the silent recruits and nodded with satisfaction. Just when he was about to continue talking, he heard a faint voice coming from among the group of recruits.

"Um, teacher, I wonder if that master with a Taoist power of four thousand can withstand a punch from the Hades Dog?"

When the instructor heard this, he deduced it a little in his mind, and then said regretfully.

"get out of class is over!"

After saying that, the instructor took the roster and left directly.

His visit this time was purely to explain the functions of the six postures to these new recruits, and to help them choose the six postures that suit them...

But...

He has now been elected...

Iron block...

Just a piece of iron...

The whole class gave me hard training...

So, that afternoon, Asuka's eyelids jumped wildly as he looked at the teacher who was teaching him iron.

I remember that I wanted to choose the moon step and shave it off.

Why did it become a piece of iron?

Does every recruit have to learn the six movements from beginning to end?

....

"I am your temporary instructor for the iron block project, Gion!"

Gion looked at the group of new recruits lined up in front of him and continued.

"Half a day, you only have half a day. During this half day, I will teach you the essentials of iron blocks."

"In the evening, you will enter the actual combat phase."

....

As time passed, time came to evening.

Gion looked at the group of new recruits in front of him and shook his head.

These guys spent half a day at the entrance and didn't even get in.

Thinking of this, Gion took out a stack of notes from his pocket and said.

"A random person, I will use him as a sample to tell you the secret of cultivating iron blocks."

"It hurts to be a sample. Let's draw lots."

After saying that, Gion picked up the roster in his hand and started reading.

"Kikuchi Asuka!"

When Asuka heard his name coming out of Gion's mouth, the corner of Asuka's mouth twitched twice. Could this guy want revenge?

Seeing Gion's calm expression, Asuka walked up to Gion and spoke.

"arrive!"

Gion looked at the flying bird in front of him, looked at it carefully, and then said slowly.

"Smoke it!"

Asuka looked at the pile of notes in Gion's hand and randomly picked out one. When he opened it, he was surprised to find the word "sample" written on it.

Blanch.

"call!"

The group of recruits below all breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Feiniao pull out the sample note, and then hurried away from the battlefield and became a crowd nearby.

"Little flying bird."

Gion looked at Asuka with a smile, and then saw her crush all the notes in her hand into powder and scatter them in the wind.