When Roque walked out of the room, he was suffering from back pain all over his body, as if he had fought all night in the red light district in his previous life... However, except for some soreness in his body, he was not injured, and it seems that the original quality of this body is quite high.

The black ghost stood quietly in front of the windowsill, as if looking up at the stars at a forty-five degree angle.

One night after his time, the black ghost suddenly appeared next to his bed, almost scaring him.

Anyone who had been sleeping well suddenly had to be startled when a dark shadow appeared at the head of the bed, and this black ghost was still shouting beside him.

"Hi... Hi..."

Hey peat...

I didn't know and thought that this black shadow was greeting, until Roque heard the words behind clearly... Hi... Litter... Waugh goes.

But for the most veteran anime fan, Roque's first reaction was, has he become a subhuman? Wo go, invincible.

The children's shoes who have watched "Asian" know what Asians represent, representing immortality.

Compared to the ability of the subhumans themselves, the Marco Immortal Bird Fruit in this pirate world, and the Yellow Spring Fruit of Brooke are all scum.

Because the Immortal Bird Fruit can only make the wound recover quickly, if it exceeds a certain level of attack, Margao will still die, and as for the Yellow Spring Fruit, it only resurrects Brooke from the dead once, and after resurrection, it can only become a skeleton forever.

For subhumans, it can almost be called true immortality, because when subhumans die, their bodies will begin to coalesce in large pieces of flesh and eventually resurrect.

As for the black ghost, it is condensed by a substance called IBM, which is invisible to humans under normal circumstances, so even if the black ghost swaggers down the street, it will not attract the attention of others.

...

Ten minutes later, he arrived at the navy's training base, when the sky was not yet light at three o'clock, but there were already several recruits of the same age as him standing scattered on the playground, and it seemed that they should be recruits who had just been recruited.

Although this is not the headquarters of the navy, this is the headquarters of the world government, and its strength should not be underestimated, so it will also accept new people to come and train, of course, some of them are more thorny, they will definitely be transferred out, otherwise what will happen to them with the Tianlong people.

Uncle Aris wasn't in charge of teaching them, so Uncle left when he brought Roque here, and now that the instructor was not there, the recruits were in a mess.

When Roque arrived, he saw that they all seemed to be revolving around a sturdy teenager who had become the head of the recruits.

A quick glance at it made him discover something very interesting, a young girl with azure hair sat on the side of the playground, looking very quiet.

"Hey, you, you're new too." The boy had apparently noticed him, and his attitude had a sense of superiority.

Roque frowned slightly, this little kid in front of him was really rude, he was so arrogant, it didn't seem to have a certain strength, then he had a little background.

"Hey, talking to you, didn't you hear, do you know who I am?"

"Are you my son or my grandson? Or maybe it's a naval marshal? Burn the pen. ”

"Oh, no, you can't be my son, because if I had a son like you, I'd break your leg and wouldn't let you come out and be embarrassed."

"You... Look for death. The young man in front of him was obviously enraged, he didn't expect this kid to be so faceless.

The current Roque is about 12 years old, a little thin, and there is no way that this body is like this, which also makes him seem to be a little easier to bully.

"Ahem, what are you all doing?" A burst of applause came out.

A huge figure appeared, completely covering the two of them.

"Teach, instructor—" The boy shrank back, obviously not wanting to be a bird to be remembered by the whole instructor in front of him who was not familiar with the personality.

"Hehe, you're all very energetic, it looks like today's training is going to be interesting."

Roque squinted at the man in front of him, his heart a little shocked.

It turned out to be this man!?

With short purple hair, a pair of glasses on his face, a huge body, and dragon-like muscles, this figure alone can make those low-level little pirates fearful, not to mention the terrifying combat power he possesses.

'Black Wrist' Zefa.

He is a contemporary of Karp, the Sengoku period, the former admiral of the Navy Headquarters, he has fought countless pirates in his life, but he has never killed anyone, so he is also known as the "non-killing" navy.

Later, because his family was killed by pirates, he resigned from his position as a general, but stayed in the navy as an instructor.

It can be said that in the entire navy behind, more than half of the navy are his disciples, of course, including the three major admirals of the later navy, and his strength can definitely be on a par with Karp and Sengoku.

As for the fact that he would have his arm cut off by Edward Wibull later, it was definitely a bit strange, because with his strength, it would definitely not be like this.

Why did he come to this place as an instructor? It's weird.

"Boy, your eyes are very interesting."

Zefa noticed Roque, "Alright, what are you guys doing there, all of them are ready for me to stand in a row." ”

He must have hated pirates so much by now, that's why he devoted himself to the position of instructor.

"My name is 'Zefa', and I'm sure some of you have heard of me, but from now on I'll be the instructor for your group of recruits."

"I will train you to be an elite, and you must not lose the face of our navy, and don't die at the hands of those murderous pirates."

"Yes, Instructor Zefa, I'll remember that." The boy who had provoked Roque before immediately replied.

"Very well, what's your name?"

"Instructor, my name is Arenas, Licka." As he spoke, Ricka looked at Roque defiantly.

Hey, this grandson seems to have a strong desire to express himself, but just a waste of cannon fodder just knows by hearing the name.

...

I have to say that Zefa really loves these recruits, and the standard of love is that on the first day of training, almost most of the sailors were carried away.

The other garrison navy members were ready one by one with stretchers in hand, and they hardly stopped, carrying one or two every ten minutes.

Nima's, at the beginning, let these recruits carry a hundred-pound object and run ten laps around the entire playground, how big is the playground of the navy's training base, Roque will popularize it to you, a circle is about a thousand meters, and ten laps down is ten kilometers away.

Carrying a weight of 100 pounds, running 10 kilometers... Even if you know that the physical fitness of people in the pirate world is very strong, there is no need to be so terrifying.

So before noon, more than half of the people had already fainted and were carried away.

In the afternoon, physical training was still used, frog jumps, push-ups, and almost all physical fitness-related training items were used together, and then the remaining half was carried away.

"Oh mom, my little arms and legs feel like they're going to be wasted." Roque rubbed his arm and said, but it sounded sour...

In fact, from the day he crossed over, he began to exercise crazy every day, as an extreme sports enthusiast, a good physical fitness is a must.

What's more, the world is so big, he still wants to go out and see.

Now the whole playground seems empty, and there are only two or three scattered people left in the original team of dozens of people, and he is the only one who can stand up.

Ricka collapsed on the playground out of breath, his eyes full of jealousy and, of course, a hint of anger as he watched as Roque was able to stand up.

He's not reconciled, he's not like these recruits, his father is a major in the North Sea, so he has been training with the navy since he was a child, although the strength is not as good as those real navy, but in terms of his peers, there should be few physical fitness comparable to him.

Of course, there was another girl on the other side, she had long blue hair, eyes like red agate, and sweat stained her hair, which made her look even more kawaii.

Roque didn't expect Ain to be able to persevere, it seems that a few years later, Zefa led the recruit navy to intern, and there was a reason why she was able to survive.

"Really... True... Be... Piece... Garbage... Garbage... Ahh

"La... garbage, garbage should be thrown into the trash. ”

Roque was stunned, an intermittent sound came from his ears, and in his sight, he only saw black particles next to Lika appear, gradually condensing into a vague shadow.

Is this Nima going to start the rhythm of making trouble?