Pirates: I started as a navy captain, I became stronger by slacking off

Recruit training ground.

Zefa glanced at the time and shouted to the recruits who were sweating: "Everyone stop, come here first, gather on time at 6:30 in the evening, and disband!"

The recruits who had been training for a day cheered and rushed to the cafeteria. Ian and Binz stood there. It was not that they were not hungry, but they were going to visit the injured Carl today.

"Ian, Binz, you two come with me!"

"Yes, Teacher Zefa!"

The two followed Zefa step by step and walked towards the naval hospital. Binz looked at the hospital getting closer and closer, and felt a little entangled. He whispered to Ian: "Hey, Ian, do you think Carl will hold a grudge! After all, I hurt him so badly?"

Ian pursed his lower lip, thinking of Carl who was lively and cheerful on the recruit ship, and shook his head: "I... I'm not sure. According to Carl's eldest brother's personality, he should not hold a grudge."

"Huh~ That's good..." Binz immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Soon, the three of them walked into the hospital and came to Carl's ward. The door was open, and Zefa walked in without thinking.

"Carl, how are you recovering... He~"

Zefer froze in the middle of his words, his eyes wide open, pointing at Carl for a long time without saying anything. Ain and Binz were puzzled until they saw Carl and Monica in the ward.

Carl, wearing a pair of blue shorts, sat lazily on the armchair by the window, with a cigar in his right hand and a newspaper in his left hand, with his legs crossed.

The remaining kiss marks were vaguely visible on his fair face. Monica, like a docile young wife, stood behind and kneaded Carl's shoulders.

When Zefa suddenly broke in, he and Monica seemed to be frozen. Carl stared at Zefa in amazement, and didn't even notice that the ash of the cigar fell on his legs.

Monica reacted faster and quickly put her hands back behind her, with an embarrassed expression.

"Ahem, ahem, ouch! Nurse Monica, I suddenly feel a little chest tightness. What's going on? Help me to the bed quickly. I need to rest for a while!"

Seeing that Monica did not respond, Carl looked embarrassed. He extinguished his cigar, staggered to the bed, and covered himself with a quilt.

"Don't pretend, Carl!!! So you did it on purpose? You have been deceiving me to avoid training, right?"

Combined with Carl's weird behavior since he entered the camp, Zefa quickly sorted out his thoughts. That kid did it on purpose! And this behavior made him feel inexplicably familiar. Yes, it was that bastard Kizaru!

The two guys' methods of avoiding training are simply from the same school. No wonder Carl, who obviously has a physique far superior to Binz, can still be so seriously injured! Do you really think he is a fool?

Zefa's furious voice echoed in the ward, and Binz and Ain were trembling with fear.

Monica looked at the angry Zefa worriedly, and then looked at Carl who dared not say a word.

He mustered up the courage to say to Zefa: "Mr. Zefa, please keep your voice down. This is a hospital, not a training ground. Please do not disturb the patient's rest!"

Carl sighed and said: "Monica, you go out first!"

Looking at Carl's serious expression, Monica's eyes moved, as if she wanted to say something, but she chose to obey, gave Carl a look of blessing, and walked out of the ward.

"Hu~"

Zefar's chest kept rising and falling. After being scolded by Monica, he calmed down and looked at Carl expressionlessly and said: "You have been very comfortable these days when you were sick! It seems that my training camp has delayed your enjoyment."

Carl scratched his head awkwardly. Why did he always feel that Zefa's words were absurd.

"That, Instructor Zefa, you think too highly of me. I just feel that I am about to rust, so I asked Nurse Monica to help me loosen my muscles and bones. It is definitely not what you think."

"Humph!"

Zefar snorted coldly. Now he didn't believe a word of Carl's words.

"I don't care about you. Since you have almost recovered, please return to the training camp as soon as possible. Don't forget that you missed a whole week of training!"

"For the rest of the time, I will personally supervise you and will never give you the opportunity to take shortcuts again!"

Don't! Carl was shocked and his little brain was working wildly. If Zefa really did this, he would not be able to complete his daily tasks and career tasks.

But he couldn't blame him. As the chief instructor of the navy, Zefa saw his potential and wanted to lead him on the right track and "hope his son will become a dragon". Did he do anything wrong?

No! On the contrary, he did a good job. The countless naval elites he brought out can prove this very well.

"Hey~ Teacher Zefa, tell you the truth! In fact, I have a special training method, but I can only tell you one person."

After saying that, Carl glanced at the standingAin and Binz were near the door. Zefa subconsciously thought that Carl was going to talk nonsense again, but when he saw Carl's serious eyes, his heart softened.

Thinking that the old asthma that had troubled him for many years could be easily cured by Carl, maybe he really had something special?

After thinking it over again and again, he decided to give Carl another chance. If Carl still talked nonsense, he would immediately grab Carl from the bed and drag him to the training ground to train him to death!

"You two, get out!"

"Yes, Teacher Zefa!"

Ain and Binz turned around and left without hesitation.

"Bang!"

Zefar closed the door, turned around, and looked at Carl with his arms around his chest.

"It's like this, Teacher Zefa, just after I gained the power of the devil fruit, I found that the power of holy light is far more than healing and strengthening, it can also strengthen my physique!!!"

After speaking, Carl stood up, and his body exuded a faint golden halo, like a god descending, and then slowly closed his eyes and made a regular breathing sound.

Behind the scenes, Carl immediately used an attribute enhancement card to strengthen his physique. A warm current suddenly surged through his body, and his physique also changed from E level to E+ level.

Breakthrough?

Carl thought he would have to use a few more cards, but he didn't expect that he was just one step away!

The golden halo gradually dissipated, Carl opened his eyes, and looked at Zefa with a smile, thinking that with Zefa's eyesight, he should be able to see it... right?

At the moment when Carl's physique broke through, Zefa's face changed. He had been immersed in physical skills for many years, and he knew the physique very well. Just now, he clearly felt that Carl's physical fitness seemed to have undergone a transformation.

Is it true that as Carl said, his ability can strengthen the physique by itself? No, that's not right. Carl's ability can give a strengthening effect, but it can only last for an hour at most, unless...

"Carl, let me try your strength!"

Zefer shouted softly, and his developed muscles bulged high, like steel pouring,

Carl's eyes focused, it was an iron block! He used an iron block!

"Teacher Zefa, I am sorry for making a fool of myself!"