Two years.

It's been two years since the Devil's Bootcamp began.

Inside the office of the chief instructor of the training camp.

After knocking on the door and getting permission, the big man in black uniform stepped in respectfully and handed over a closed confidential document: "Chief instructor, this is a summary of the training results of all the newcomers. ”

"Good." The chief instructor nodded, unsealed the file, and lowered his sharp gaze.

A total of 36 people have passed the training and test. This is the bold text in black at the beginning.

Seeing this, even the chief instructor, who usually doesn't smile, couldn't help but smile with satisfaction: "It's not bad, so far, 36 people have passed the test, the rate is a little better than in previous years, and it is really a talent in a chaotic period!" ”

The uniformed man also laughed and said, "It seems that this time, our East China Sea rookie training base should be able to send a lot of fresh blood to the world government." ”

"Indeed." Flipping through the documents, the chief instructor took the lead in taking out two important documents marked in red.

The uniformed man, who knew the intention of the chief instructor, grinned even more excitedly when he saw this scene: "Chief instructor, the two newcomers you said before that we should focus on really live up to expectations. ”

"Oh?"

The chief instructor nodded, and did not reply, because his eyes had already fallen on the documents he had picked out—

Rob Lucci

Personal Profile: Thirteen years old, born on Gumo Island in the East China Sea, orphaned by pirate invasion.

This training test:

Culture Section. 100 in World Politics, 99 in Language and Writing, 98 in General Studies, 99 in Biology, 98 in Medicine, 100 in Assassination, 98 in Navigation, 100 in Self-Disguise, and 100 in Tactical Analysis.

Dow force test: 498.

The results are judged as perfect.

"Almost all perfect marks in the culture class? Dao power value 498? The grade grade is perfect?! The corners of the chief instructor's mouth twitched, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

Although he had already made some mental preparations, he couldn't help but be shocked when he saw such a monster-level result with his own eyes.

Dao strength value is based on the basic physical fitness, strength, physique, reaction nerve these numerical measurement of a reflection, although it can not completely determine a person's strength, but can simply reflect a person's combat effectiveness.

Assuming that the most ordinary Navy soldier has a Dao strength value of 10, and more than 500 is considered superhuman.

"Although this oppressive high-intensity physical training is a plan developed by Vegapunk scientists based on tests, it is only a verbal theory, and now a child can have 498 power points in two years, which is really terrifying." The chief instructor gasped slightly: "In addition, has there been a perfect level evaluation in the past?" ”

"Nope." The uniformed man shook his head and said with emotion: "The conditions for the perfect level are too harsh, and in the evaluation system set up by the five old stars of the world government, this kid is the first person in absolute history!" ”

"With such outstanding results, he can't be called a rookie kid anymore, this is a real monster-level genius!" The chief instructor shook his head in admiration, put down Lu Qi's information, and picked up the second copy below-

Monchi Zorren.

Personal file information: Thirteen years old, born on Haha Island in the East China Sea, orphaned by pirates slaughtering the village, rescued by Lieutenant General Karp and given his name.

He worked as a recruit in the Navy recruit training camp for half a year, and was later eliminated and expelled from the army.

This training test:

Culture Section. 98 in World Politics, 100 in Language and Writing, 100 in General Studies, 100 in Biology, 99 in Medicine, 100 in Assassination, 100 in Navigation, 99 in Self-Disguise, and 100 in Tactical Analysis.

Dow force test: 506.

The results are judged as perfect.

Another perfect rating!

"This." The chief instructor opened his mouth and was completely speechless.

"Congratulations to the Chief Instructor." The man in black uniform grinned and said, "With the results of cultivating talents this time, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to be promoted." ”

"What era is it, there are actually two perfect-level geniuses on this side of the East China Sea under our overall combat power!"

The chief instructor was silent for a moment, then burst out laughing, and the scar on his face moved slightly.

He seemed to have seen that the expressions on the faces of the officials of the other Sanhai training bases must have been wonderful when they saw this achievement information.

Above the square, under the scorching sun.

The black-haired boy just took off the weight on his body, and the weight of thousands of pounds fell to the ground with a dull sound, moving his muscles and bones slightly, and his body was crisp and crisp like fried beans.

He was just about to continue the weightlifting training program, when the vision in his eyes rippled slightly, and then the text barrage that had been absent for two years reappeared.

【Front Row, Front Row】

[Really? Two years later]

[Skip the training content directly]

[Wow, this is Zoren little angel? 】

[Handsome, almost caught up with me]

"Time flies really slowly, it's only been two years."

Looking at the familiar ridicule barrage, Zoren showed a slightly warm smile, how he survived the past two years, and now he doesn't want to think about it at all.

In two years, his body is like fermenting, his height has soared from the original 1.2 meters to 1.6 meters, his body is slender and strong, and his skin is a healthy wheat bronz.

The vigorous black broken hair, the originally childish baby face has also become angular and distinct, the face is like a knife, biased towards a sunny appearance, and the chin has a shallow scar.

Knowledge and tempering make the mind incomparably strong and tenacious, and Zorren's dark eyes are shining and bright, full of the brilliance of self-confidence.

But in addition to the appearance and heart, it is the power contained in oneself that is overturned.

Walking to the wrist strength training area, Zoren squatted slightly, supporting the ground under the rock that was more than four times larger than himself, and with the strength of his five fingers, the muscles of his hands quickly bulged, and it took almost no effort to pick it up completely.

With his current physique, he can easily strike thousands of kilograms of strength with his hands, even if it is an elephant, he will be killed on the spot if he directly bears his punch!

This can no longer be called ordinary people.

With all his strength, he threw the stone in his hand, and after crossing a parabola in the sky, the cry "buzzed" straight out dozens of meters away.

Such a scene, even the instructor next to him also paid attention.

"This monster, the same training, how can there be such a big difference."

"Genius really can't be compared."

The other newcomers who were training next to him sighed slightly and shook their heads.

"The same training? Unfortunately, it's not! ”

Zorren muttered to himself, who knows, in the past two years, after the hellish training during the day and the cultural study at night, he also has self-training desperately in the middle of the night, which is more than twice as much!

"You really like to throw stones."

An indifferent voice sounded in his ears, and Zoren turned his head, approaching the young man with Qi bangs, his eyebrows slanted and raised with a very high degree of recognition, and his body was overly cold and mature.

"Hey, Luffy." Waving hello, Zoren smiled warmly, if there was anyone he could consider a friend here, Luffy could barely be counted as one.

It's all because of two years of self-training in the dark late at night, and Luki is one of them.

"Don't be polite with me."

Lu Qi said indifferently, just as a white dove flew down from the sky, familiar snuggled on his shoulder, with a slight sense of disobedience.

"It's part of the disguise." Zoren was still smiling, but his eyes were slightly cold, and the two of them were both the strongest newcomers in the Devil's Training Camp, and they both had the meaning of competing with each other.

[What's going on with the atmosphere of GAY in this GAY!] 】

[I stand this pair of CP]

[These two definitely have a secret]

[Maybe this is the heroine]

Don't mess around with the barrage, okay!

Raising his eyebrows, the chill condensed by Zoren was vented.

Feeding the white dove on his shoulder, Lu Qi looked at Zoren and said, "Have you noticed the condition of your body recently?" ”

"Of course." Zoren nodded and glanced at him, "I thought you didn't notice it." ”

"A week ago, I had a feeling."

"Isn't it just that the growth of power is getting slower and less, and that's right." Zoren narrowed his eyes: "The potential of the human body is not endless after all, we are overloaded with exercise every day, and it is normal to reach the limit of the human body now." ”

They are not like the fish people, who are born with ten times the strength, but they far surpass the value of ten times their own in the acquired training.

The human body is shackled, and so is the potential, and people like them are desperately digging into the limits of the human body in their early tens, and it is even more natural that their life expectancy will be reduced in the future.

"We can perceive that it is impossible for the people above not to know, let's see what they have planned." In the end, Zollen concluded with this sentence.