Pirates: The wages are in place, the four emperors are kicked out

This day was the earliest Porusalino had woken up since he arrived at the Navy Headquarters. It was so early - even the stars and the moon had not yet gotten off work.

But there is no other way. The first Navy elite class is about to start today. As users of natural devil fruit abilities, he and Sakaski are also highly concerned by senior leaders of the Navy and the world government. They are not only students, but also responsibilities.

important tasks.

(It’s just like the children who are going to perform for the first time on Children’s Day in elementary school. It is the most popular and most expert poetry recitation...)

Porusalino thought silently as he and Sakaski walked through the fog that had not yet dispersed on the streets of Malinfando and headed for the meeting place.

Because today is indeed an important day, even Sakaski, who is not usually very keen on dressing up, put on his most decent clothes and had a good shave. Porusalino did not need to

Mention, I started smearing, smearing and smearing my hair early in the morning, dressing up in a fancy way.

It's just that he subconsciously forgot about his face, and any dressing up is actually useless...

It is worth mentioning that the two of them are actually dressed today very much like their future generals, except that they do not have the special cloaks and brochures that symbolize their status as generals.

Sakaski wears a blue-and-white navy hat, a floral-collared shirt, a red suit, red leather shoes, and a rose on his chest. Coupled with his tall and mighty body, he has a rather imposing appearance.

The feeling of "a tiger sniffing the rose".

Porusalino is wearing a yellow and brown striped suit with a green shirt. The tie is a cool purple, and the shiny white leather shoes are polished to reflect light - if you don't consider his face, he is more

He is like a cowherd in the custom streets of the New World rather than an elite sailor at the Navy Headquarters.

"Can you take off that thing on your chest..."

As Sakaski walked, he frowned and said to Porusalino beside him.

"That's too much~ Sakaski, you have roses. I don't have roses, so I can only bring this..."

Porusalino spread his hands and said in a weird accent.

(It doesn't matter, I can beat this guy in a while, it doesn't matter... I'm calm, I'm calm... it doesn't matter...)

Taking a deep breath, Sakaski spoke slowly in his most elegant and easy-going voice:

"...Then you don't need to hang a rhino horn around your neck!!"

——That's right, Porusalino had the rhino horn that he asked Sakaski to get off Jaeger, strung it up with a rope and hung it around his neck.

"This is because you are ignorant, Sakaski. The rhino horn hanging around your neck is a symbol of bravery and a symbol of victory! I will have to seek some luck to deal with such a powerful enemy like you~"

"...Then just pray for a while that I won't burn your rhino horn to ashes."

Sakaski turned his head, deciding to be out of sight and out of mind.

Of course, he naturally moved a little to the left - so that others would not think that he and the yellow monkey with rhino horns next to him were acquaintances.

…

When Porusalino and Sakaski came to the meeting point, which was under the fifth streetlight on Oris Square, there were already a lot of people here. Although there are usually a large number of marines passing by this point or so

They are on duty here, but it is obvious that these sailors here, whose imposing manner and height are extraordinary, are all future students of the first elite navy class.

And among these big men, each of whom was 2m tall, Porusalino saw several familiar figures.

(Sakaski’s future fanboys Ghost Spider and Pitbull Dauberman...and my future little brother Stoloberg...the good old man Huo Shaoshan and the king of drama Flying Squirrel...these people are all the same as them in the future)

They look very different...)

While Porusalino and Sakaski were observing these people, these future lieutenant generals and today's elite navy students were also observing them both.

(Are these the two natural ability users, but I don’t know what their specific abilities are yet... The big red guy looks very oppressive, he is probably a ruthless character... The thin guy in yellow... The one on his neck is a rhinoceros

Corner? What’s going on?)

The expressionless long-bastard Stoloberg secretly thought in his heart - coming from a naval family, he had some information about Sakaski and Porusalino, that is, they were natural devil fruit users.

I still understand something about it.

Of course, since there are people like Stoloberg who know the specific information, there are also people who don’t understand the situation of Porusalino and Sakaski at all——

(The big red guy looks like a Gorilla Fruit user, but this thin yellow guy...is the information wrong? Isn't he in the form of a Monkey Fruit golden monkey? There are rhino horns hanging around his neck. Could he be a Rhino Fruit user?)

If Porusalino knew what Dalmecia was thinking right now, he would have patted him on the shoulder sympathetically and told him:

"The last one with wrong information has been made into barbecue. It was made by Chef Sakaski next to me. The horn is on my neck..."

Except for Dalmecia and Stoloberg, everyone else had their own calculations in mind when observing Porusalino and Sakaski. Some were afraid, some were dismissive, and some were Buddhas.

It's... but no matter who it is, they are all very impressed by the rhino horn on Porusalino's chest.

But fortunately, this is not the scene of a novel about "city pretentiousness slaps campus soldiers in the face, mad young man confesses to school beauty after school", so there is nothing happening like "little rich second generation is inexplicably unhappy with you, so he brings his younger brother over to find trouble."

"You, the Dragon King, came back and slapped me in the face". Everyone just looked at each other for less than two minutes, and General Zefa, the top leader of the elite class, also rushed here.

"You are so energetic today, Porusalino."

After General Zefa arrived, his first words with a smile put Porusalino on the fire.

(You don’t play like this! Doesn’t this make me a target of public criticism... I just want to fish...)

Porusalino, who was feeling jealous in his heart, could only say with a smile on his face: "Look at what you said, I am not energetic any day..."

Zefa smiled evilly and added a handful of firewood to Porusalino who was already roasting on the fire:

"Since you are so energetic today, you will do well later! I am looking forward to you! Porusalino!"

(Just hope that you don’t become Z in the future, otherwise I will really avenge my private revenge, I’ll tell you...)

"sure……"

Porusalino could only smile bitterly.

After General Zeffa's two words that fanned the flames, Porusalino's identity that was already attracting hatred and attention became even worse.

"Why is this guy chatting and laughing with General Zefa?! Why is General Zefa paying so much attention to him?! Is he the son of a senior official of the World Government?! I wonder how capable he is! You must know him!"

——The vast majority of the elite class students at the scene thought this way.

General Zefa glanced at the people present and took in all their expressions. He touched the stubble on his chin with satisfaction and said slowly:

"Now that all 20 people are here, let's get ready to board the ship. Marshal Kong, General Sengoku, as well as many senior leaders of the navy and the world government, have been waiting for you. I will show you your best in a moment.

come out!"

"yes!"

The surprisingly unanimous voices of twenty people rang out at the scene, and even Porusalino couldn't help but support him.

"Set off!"

Zefa shook off his cloak of justice and took the lead towards the port.

Although Porusalino was wondering why he had to board the ship for the opening ceremony of the Navy's elite class and where he would be going soon, he did not ask any questions and silently followed the others with Sakaski.

(Since Sakaski has said that he will attack with all his strength, it should be no problem to beat him up... At most, I owe him a favor and help him beat the Qing Pheasant in the future...)

(Tsk, tsk, tsk, what the old man said still makes sense. The bad ones bully the honest ones, and the honest ones bully the newcomers... The food chain of the three unformed generals has already been formed!)