Pirates: The wages are in place and the Yonko will be kicked out.

Chapter 85 Today’s author is named Cancer.

Maybe he will become the lazy and unfocused "Squidward" general in the future, but at this moment, Kuzan, who has just turned 17, is definitely saying to Gion with great enthusiasm, "I also plan to join in the future." "Navy" - even though he had just seen the residents' disappointment in the navy on this remote island before, he knew very well that it was not the inaction of the navy, but the evildoers. Cunning, wandering outside the edge of the law.

But then again, if the person Kuzan was talking to was not Gion, but a certain Lieutenant General "King of the Near Sea Terminator" who was vacationing in his hometown in the East China Sea, then the latter would definitely discuss with him with great interest how to Joined forces, and then joined the navy and came directly to his ship.

The reason is simple - although the latter has an unconventional personality, he has a pair of eyes that can recognize people very clearly, and he has the powerful ability to pay for his own behavioral choices most of the time.

And Gion...

"First of all, although I also hate these pirates who destroy the normal life of the residents, I have no right to make a decision to take action against them without consulting my superiors; secondly, even if our navy decides to eliminate the pirates here, All pirates, we will not join forces with you. Professional matters must be left to professionals. It is the duty of our navy to eliminate pirates. Finally, it is definitely a good thing that you plan to join the navy, but this matter It’s not as simple as you think, you still need to go to the branch for registration and qualification review... If you don’t know the place, I can help you show the way.”

Gion relaxed her vigilance slightly. Although she still did not sit down, her hand on the handle of the knife was loosened.

——That's right, compared to Porusalino, the "Navy bastard" who symbolizes the downline, and Sakaski, the "Navy elite" who represents the upperline, although the 15-year-old female captain Gion does not The two of them are so monster-like in strength, but they are more in line with the definition of "Navy Model" by the senior officials of the Navy Headquarters:

He has a good family background, he is talented and can endure hardships, and he absolutely agrees with the navy in terms of concept... The most important thing is that he absolutely abides by the rules in behavior.

Kuzan, who had roughly guessed what kind of character this navy lady was from the previous conversation, did not feel too surprised at this time. He just sighed a little helplessly, then lowered his head and put his hand on the one he had previously held. The cold noodles he served:

"ICE...Noodle?"

…

"Happy time is so short, and it is this shortness that makes happy time even more joyful, right?"

"Just smile, look at me, I'm actually a person with abilities who took the form of an ape after eating the Human Fruit!"

"How about you just stand here and don't move, and I'll pick two wild oranges for you?"

"Really don't cry, Boya~ You have to stand up!"

…

Seeing Boya in front of him who refused to listen to any advice and kept dropping "Golden Peas", Porusalino could only sigh helplessly - at this time, he really hoped that he was not something The person with the Shining Fruit ability is the person with the ability of the "Human Fruit Phantom Beast Nika Form", because that fruit is said to make everyone laugh...

However, even a "straight man" like him, who is not good at figuring out women's thoughts, now clearly understands why Boya is so rude - the happy time is indeed short-lived, and it is already October 29, 1492 in the Haiyuan calendar. . Porusalino is about to leave this training island tomorrow, and judging from the movement in the south of the island just now, the Nine Snakes Pirates who came to search for Poya have also arrived today.

In other words, it was time for the two of them to separate.

Although we have only known each other for less than twenty days, and have not experienced any major events together that are worthy of being written down in history, the preciousness of friendship is so unreasonable - the story of playing with mud in childhood can still be remembered by some people. Living for a lifetime, not to mention the friendship that developed between Porusalino and Boya, two people who could be said to have relied on each other, on the vast sea, in the windless zone of the restricted area of ​​life?

It might just be a funny and non-nutritious chat while eating, or it might just be a simple pointer to each other during training, or simply a speechless look at each other when they are lazy and dazed... In short, the pure and superficial things are the most touching, at least for both of them. Care about these.

In the end, I don't know if the theorem of "if you are comforted, you will keep crying; if you are not comforted, you will not cry" worked, or if it was because he realized that time should not be wasted in this way, Boya regained the posture that the Nine Snakes female warrior should have. She rubbed her eyes that were red from crying, bit her lip and looked at Porusalino:

"I will not say goodbye to you, Mr. Porusalino, because we will definitely have the opportunity to meet again in the future! I also want to meet you again!"

"Hey, our roles are reversed~"

Porusalino felt a sense of déjà vu, but it was strange.

"And I will definitely let you, Mr. Porusalino, visit Isla Diva in the future! I will treat you well then! We will always be friends!"

"Boya, you still remember my joke about wanting to visit Daughters Island... Well, I guess that will only be possible after you become the emperor of Daughters Island or your daughter Hancock becomes the emperor of Daughters Island. ~"

"Remember to tell her our story..."

Porusalino laughed.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, took something out of his pocket and handed it to Boya:

"This is for Hancock. Let me tell you, it is the civet cat god that people in my hometown believe in. His name is Fatty Lan. The children really like it. This civet cat god..."

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The World Government's highest combat power, Admiral Zefa, known as the "Black Hand", this man who has undoubtedly seen a lot of things in the world rarely loses his composure - even if he sees things beyond his understanding (such as Porusa) (The Bayali Fist summoned by Lino last time), he will also control his behavior with his strong willpower, and appear calm on the outside.

What is the concentration of an admiral? (tactical fallback)

But the scene in front of him made a man like Zefa really confused. Even after the cigar in his hand fell to the deck of the warship, he still remained stunned with his mouth slightly open.

(This is Caledonia Island in the Windless Zone, right? This monkey-like guy is my student Porusalino, right? Is it right that I asked him to come here to train in hell? )

(But this guy seems to be restocking the grocery store!!!)

It was as if he had gone on a paid vacation to the most luxurious hot spring hotel. Porusalino, who looked very good, stood on the beach with a smile on his face, and next to him were pheasants and coconuts piled all over the beach. Fruit, sea fish, animal skins, hares...

"Teacher Zefa! I miss you so much!"

Zefa suddenly had the urge to immediately order the warship to turn around and drive away at full speed - not because of anything else, but because he felt that as an admiral and a man, he should have more responsibilities. What about the relationship between master and disciple, what about taking Porusalino away? It’s not too late to think about it after all the pirates in the world are wiped out...

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Although he was very angry and his face even turned dark, Admiral Zefa still asked all the sailors on the ship to join the battle and move the local products from the beach of Porusalino back to the warship.

Porusalino also took advantage of this opportunity to chat with him:

"... Teacher Teruzawa, you said so, the scientific researchers of the Navy and the government have really conquered the technology of warships sailing in windless zones based on the idea I proposed?"

"It can't be considered a complete victory. After all, there are still big deficiencies in the stability of the Hailoushi camouflage system and the power of the warship. This time I brought this prototype ship to the Windless Zone. In addition to picking up you students for this task In addition, we also need to help scientific researchers record data and conduct some experiments.”

"That's it... Speaking of which, Teacher Zefa, this warship was formerly a very large vice-admiral-class warship of the headquarters, right? I see that the cannons and everything on it have been dismantled?"

"... Otherwise, why do you think the ship can carry these things of yours!! Don't be embarrassed!! Get on the ship!!!"

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When Flying Squirrel, an avant-garde figure with navy hair, was picked up by Admiral Zefa, Porusalino could hardly recognize him.

——His figure, which was originally relatively thin among future lieutenant generals, became even thinner, and his eyes were sunken deeply, and the surrounding areas turned black. The purple mohawk hair is not only a lot duller, but also a lot thinner. The face seemed to have become more like a carrot due to hunger, the lips were chapped, and the whole person took on a sickly yellow color. Coupled with the black shorts that have been torn into strips of cloth and the leafless branch in his hand, he looks like an Alabasta refugee.

"How about it, Flying Squirrel, after this month of hellish training, do you think you've made any progress?"

General Zefa asked with satisfaction in his heart while looking at his student Flying Squirrel.

(This is what I imagined it would be like after going through hell! That guy from Porusalino was indeed an accident...)

"Teacher Zefa, I..."

The flying squirrel, who had just boarded the warship, felt his nose was sore when he saw Zefa, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Hey, Flying Squirrel, long time no see~"

Porusalino greeted with a smile.

Not only did he not show any signs of suffering, but he seemed to be nourishing a lot, which had a huge impact on the flying squirrel's heart.

He only felt that his nose was even more sore, and his tears couldn't stop falling...

"Teacher Zefa..."

"You kid, why are you still crying..."

Zefa pretended to be confused and smiled.

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Most of the next seventeen elite class students have similar mental outlooks to Flying Squirrel. Porusalino made a rough comparison and found that Flying Squirrel, who couldn't help crying, was actually in better condition among the eighteen people. .

Those who are worse off, like Ghost Spider. When he boarded the ship, his whole body was covered with scars. Some of the wounds were still very new and had not yet scabbed. They looked no more than two days old. And the most terrifying thing is that his face is green, his hair is stained with strange green mucus, and his whole body exudes a spider smell...

Dalmecia was also miserable. When he got on the boat, his whole body seemed to be swollen. After Porusalino squinted his eyes and took a closer look, he realized that this layer of edema was actually small pimples. Because there were too many and too dense, it looked like bright red swollen.

Porusalino could probably guess what happened to him - General Zefa must have asked him to "randomly draw lots" to an island full of mosquitoes and other creatures... and the Canine Fruit user came from a certain angle. Even dogs, mosquitoes are the most annoying creatures for dogs...

The appearance of these students one after another made Porusalino feel lucky on the one hand, but also a little shuddering on the other.

I feel lucky because their experiences are miserable, but I live a very comfortable life. In comparison, tax evasion is still tax evasion; and I feel shuddering because their experiences reflect Zefa’s character from a certain perspective. Certain qualities of the teacher (sinister). These qualities make Porusalino feel that their future lives will be miserable...

(The Zefa in the theatrical version is really just a facade, but luckily I didn’t believe it all... Damn Oda is indeed a manga artist, he knows the hammer One Piece...)

Of course, in addition to tax evasion and trembling, Porusalino also found it very troublesome - every time a trainee boarded the ship, he had to endure the person's resentful eyes, and then explain the ship's soil under their questioning. The origin of specialty products.

"Teacher Zefa, is Sakaski the only one left? Shall we pick him up now?"

Seeing that everyone's resentment was getting deeper and deeper, Porusalino, who was afraid of trouble, quickly changed the subject.

ps: Yesterday and today, I received large rewards from several readers. Thank you very much! I will express my gratitude again before putting it on the shelves!

ps: Yesterday, a reader asked when the plot of the general will be released. It is currently 30 years before the plot begins. According to the setting, the O'Hara incident will have to wait for a long time, and at that time, O'Hara, Porusalino and others He is the lieutenant general. Although my book will definitely speed up the plot a bit, it won't be too outrageous. And as far as I personally feel, an important reason why many pirate novels cannot grasp the combat power is that the protagonist's strength rises too fast.

ps: The year 1492 of the Atlantic calendar is considered to be the beginning of Porusalino as a time traveler, and in the year 1493 of the Atlantic calendar, something very interesting and worthy of intervention will happen - yes, it is Doflamingo who kills Father, the beginning of the Don Quixote family story!