Early morning hours

The mist on the beach has been lifted and has not yet been dispelled by the sun, and the entire coast is shrouded in a veil of mystery.

A sturdy man came here early, and the sea breeze blew up, blowing away a wisp of mist on the man's face, and it was Zefa.

Time has passed, and the grief on Zefa's face has slowly faded with time, but this does not mean that it is forgotten, nor does it mean that it is reduced, it is just hidden. Just as he has not forgotten his family members who have passed away, he has not forgotten the loss of a large number of students before his eyes. This grief has never gone away, and he hates his enemies more than anyone else, yet he has turned this grief into motivation, the motivation to teach his students to defend justice, and the motivation to put an end to this era of pirates.

Zefa stared blankly at the sea fog in front of him, which was layered on top of each other, making it difficult to see the direction between them.

Zefa didn't look away, just because someone was exercising in such weather.

And this person is none other than Fang Xing.

Zefa sighed, just this point, he knew that Fang Xing was not normal. If it was the original party, in that kind of weather, unless it was forced, this kind of weather would not have gotten up so early to exercise independently. He has thrown away his feelings, has he even thrown away laziness?

Zefa walked over slowly.

"It's time to rest, exercising too long before breakfast is not good for your health."

"Is that so?" Fang Xing stopped exercising, raised his head and said. "As far as I know, ability protects itself without causing damage to the body, but it also results in less benefit from exercising than others."

The clothes taken off by the exercise reveal delicate and slender lines, but the shape of the muscles is not visible on them, and the white and delicate skin, except for the flat chest is the envy of any woman, and there is nothing to find fault with.

Zefa also turned his head in embarrassment, although he was not the kind of innocent little virgin, but this was a normal performance of a man, but considering Fang Xing's male identity, it was always a little strange.

This is really a joke by the Creator.

Zefa didn't dwell on the question, "Ahem.. Anyway, get dressed, and eat. ”

Fang Xing nodded lightly, he really needed to eat, although the ability could protect his body from damage, but it couldn't be replenished. For him, food is like the relationship between machinery and power sources, and hunger will reduce physical energy and even cause harm to his body, which is unavoidable by vector ability.

Fang Xing put on his clothes without any expression like a puppet, and then came to the cafeteria.

This is the cafeteria of the training camp.

During breakfast, many of the navy recruits had already eaten here, and they all got up in awe when they saw Zefa coming.

"Eat." Ze Fa said, his voice was not loud but stern, and under his words, these people sat down in an orderly manner. It's just that compared to the occasional conversation and laughter before, the whole atmosphere has become a little quieter and heavier now.

Fang Xing glanced at Zefa with his eyes, ignoring the situation, as if a student avoided the teacher he was afraid of or didn't want to have anything to do with the teacher, he walked around Zefa's side, finished his meal in the cafeteria, and then found a quiet corner to sit down.

Looking at this scene, Zefa frowned slightly, didn't make a sound, just waited for a while before following, and was sitting opposite Fang Xing.

"Why did you suddenly avoid me?"

Fang Xing said softly, "To avoid trouble. Whether it's doubt, or curiosity, or jealousy, or venting, or impulsiveness, your proximity will cause trouble for other students, and I don't want that kind of trouble. ”

"Why? You should be able to easily solve these troubles. Zefa said.

Fang Xing asked rhetorically, "In normal times, you can easily crush those ants on the road, but how many people will stop and do this, although these troubles will not bring me any feelings, but they are boring and naïve, and thinking about it is just a pure waste of time." ”

"Uhhh It's really changed a lot. Zefa muttered, "But you eat these?" ”

I saw that most of the breakfast called by Fang Xing was vegetable food, you must know that Fang Xing in the past was a meatless guy, whether it was morning, noon, or dinner, meat food was indispensable, but this time he picked a whole vegetable.

Fang Xing nodded and did not answer.

Because it's just a meaningless explanation. He understood what Zefa was questioning, but he was completely different from him now, and he didn't delve into why there was such an abrupt change, and he wasn't prepared to change anything, and it was best to keep it natural.

Zefa didn't interrupt Fang Xing's eating, because he was thinking, thinking about how to get Fang Xing back to normal.

During this period, he tried many methods, including physical therapy, including the temptation of food, the threat of fists, and external stimuli, all of which had no effect; As for other psychotherapy, he also tried to enlighten and seek expert advice, but it still had no effect.

So is there anything else he hasn't tried? Zefa thought.

All in all, let's go and see if there's any progress.

"Come with me after dinner."

In a brightly lit open room, a man in a white coat could tell by looking at his uniform that he was a doctor. At this moment, he stared at a picture, hissing incessantly, inhaling breath after breath, feeling troubled.

The man's name was Kokoilo, one of the more famous doctors in the navy, as well as a doctor in the field of brains, and the problem he was facing at the moment was the problem of a young boy.

"It's just a joke!" Kokoylo put down the picture in his hand with a "snap" and said.

I saw that the picture showed a photo of Fang Xing, which was what bothered or angered Kokoilo, and it was not the problem that bothered him, but the behavior of the other party.

The former general Zefa brought his students here for treatment, and he was also very happy, after all, this is equivalent to recognizing his level. After learning about his condition, he made a request to have his brain examined with an instrument. This is an indispensable process of brain treatment, but after the child refused, Zefa actually refused.

What's next, give him a portrait and judge the cure? What kind of logic is this! He was a doctor, not a soothsayer, nor a soothsayer. What can he do to determine the cause of the disease based on a photo, the more he thinks about it, the more angry he feels, but he doesn't dare to really get angry in front of Zefa, he knows Zefa's influence, almost all the high-ranking admirals are his students, provoking him is equivalent to drawing a stop for himself, otherwise he wouldn't have to be so distressed.