Just as Edward Weebull was clinging to a sliver of hope, his pupils suddenly dilated.
What did he see?
Tens of thousands of Yang Mings!
One by one, figures dressed in pure white naval uniforms emerged from the darkness, approaching him expressionlessly and mechanically performing the same action.
White knife goes in, red knife comes out!
Edward Weebull was like someone on a rollercoaster, experiencing a rollercoaster of emotions, his ugly face displaying a variety of expressions: relief, surprise, panic, fear, and finally, numbness.
My whole body was numb!
In this Tsukuyomi space where time and space are distorted, Edward Weevil has no idea what terrifying torment he has endured, nor how much time has passed.
One year? Ten years? One hundred years? Ten thousand years?
Darkness engulfed Edward Weebull's vision like a tidal wave, and a suffocating sense of fear overwhelmed his remaining sanity, causing him to let out a bloodcurdling howl like a wild beast.
A moment later, when Yang Ming's mind left the Tsukuyomi space and returned to reality, he saw Edward Weevil's tall figure kneeling on the ground, tears and snot streaming down his face, as if he had just been pulled out of the sea, panting heavily, his whole body soaked in cold sweat.
Even when faced with the Zanpakuto handed to him, Edward Weevil's fragile spirit could no longer support his powerful body. His body instinctively wanted to move, but his mind was filled with nothing but blank confusion.
The numerous dead lines on Edward Weebull's body converge at the seam where the stitches meet, forming a distinct dead spot, surprisingly not at his heart.
Even if his heart were pierced, it would likely only result in serious injury, not true death.
The Zanpakuto pierced through Edward Weevil's fatal spot, severing his life force.
The burly man's body collapsed like gold and jade being overturned, and a strange smile appeared on his face before he died, as if he was glad that he could finally escape the sea of suffering and no longer have to recall the endless nightmare.
"Huchi! Huchi!"
The Zanpakuto was stuck upside down on the deck. Yang Ming gripped the hilt tightly and leaned against the blade, panting.
The Mangekyou Sharingan had reverted to its normal black pupil state. In addition to feeling a sharp pain in his eyes, Yang Ming felt as if his head was being pricked with needles, and he felt an unprecedented mental exhaustion.
Clearly, with his mere seven-year-old mental strength, performing Tsukuyomi was ultimately quite difficult for him.
As the training ship beneath his feet was about to sink into the sea, Chief Instructor Zefa cut off a section of hair from a fallen cadet. Meeting Yang Ming's slightly puzzled gaze, Chief Instructor Zefa's lips curled into a bitter smile as he said:
"I was unable to take their bodies back for burial, so I had to use their personal belongings as a substitute. I hope they can forgive my incompetence if they know this in the afterlife."
In this world, there is also the saying that one should be buried in peace.
Only when a person dies and is buried in the earth can they be considered to have died a worthy death, bringing peace of mind to their family.
Humans are born as infants, barefoot on the yellow earth, and after death, they return cleanly to the yellow earth, like an invisible cycle of reincarnation.
Chief Instructor Zefa took one last, reluctant look at the figure lying in a pool of blood. Although he was getting old and his memory wasn't as good as it used to be, he could still accurately remember the name of each trainee.
"George, Sandru... Farewell!"
Chief Instructor Zefa, who was already used to life and death, carefully stored the severed hair and then left the place with Yang Ming using Moonwalk.
On the way, the two encountered Lieutenant General Tsuru who had come to their aid, and then boarded a warship to return to port.
Seven days later.
Naval Headquarters.
The sky is clear and the wind is gentle and gentle.
Today is a momentous day for Yang Ming, and also a momentous event that will be recorded in naval history.
In front of a full-length mirror, Momousagi Gion was carefully smoothing out the wrinkles on Yang Ming's military uniform. Her slender, white fingers, carrying a pleasant fragrance, gave Yang Ming's skin a unique feeling when they gently touched it.
Yang Ming lowered his head, trying to break free from Momousagi Gion's sinful hands, muttering to himself:
"Let me go! I can do it myself!"
Momousagi Gion's soft body pressed against Yang Ming's back, and Yang Ming could feel a heavy weight on his back.
But then, a pair of delicate hands wrapped around Yang Ming's waist, aimed at his reflection in the mirror, and helped him put on the medal of honor. A pretty face leaned against Yang Ming's small shoulder. Momousagi Gion, seeing Yang Ming's flushed face, couldn't help but find it a bit amusing. Perhaps it was due to her girlish nature, but she deliberately teased him, saying:
"Little brat, if we were outside, countless stinky men would be begging me to help them put on their uniforms. That would be a blessing they'd love to have!"
Yang Ming's face darkened, and he had no choice but to endure the girl's groping and touching him, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
Seeing that Yang Ming seemed about to explode, Momousagi Gion realized she had gone too far, coughed lightly, and defended herself:
"You need to know that as the youngest captain in naval history, and having recently saved old man Zeffa, you are now highly valued by the Navy Headquarters. Countless eyes are watching you. If I don't keep a close eye on you, given your careless nature as men, you might make a mistake. I'm doing this for your own good."
Yang Ming took a deep breath, the fragrance filling his chest.
After confirming the uniform one last time, Yang Ming nodded in satisfaction.
Although she was a little annoyed by Momousagi Gion's little tricks, the girl was indeed more meticulous than the boy. Whether it was the size of the clothes or the outfit she made for Yang Ming, there was nothing to criticize.
Accompanied by Momousagi Gion, Yang Ming walked out of the room with his head held high.
Along the way, every naval officer and soldier who encountered Yang Ming, regardless of rank, greeted him with a friendly smile.
It's hard to say who has the greatest influence within the naval headquarters, but if we're talking about who has the most students, it would undoubtedly be Chief Instructor Zephyr.
The story of Yang Ming's courageous departure to save his mentor had already spread throughout the navy, and all the naval officers and soldiers who heard about it gave Yang Ming a thumbs up.
Upon entering the Great Hall of the People, Yang Ming stood on the stage.
Below the stage, all were naval officers.
Normally, the awarding ceremony for a mere captain would not be so grand.
Regardless of Yang Ming's background, his actions, or the combat capabilities he demonstrated, he received high attention from a group of naval officers.
Under the gazes of all the generals, Marshal Zhan Guo personally awarded Yang Ming the rank of captain and announced a reward that shocked all the officers.
"In view of Captain Yang Ming's youth and outstanding achievements, you are hereby awarded the qualification to lead an army independently. You may recruit naval soldiers on your own, up to a maximum of 150, and you shall be responsible for procuring the warships yourself!"
Upon hearing this, the entire audience erupted in uproar.
Chapter 67 You Will Shine Like Gold in My Memory
Yang Ming's awarding ceremony had ended, but the Great Hall was still bustling with noise as a group of naval officers discussed the matter.
In naval history, there has never been a captain who could lead an entire army and have the authority to recruit naval soldiers on his own. This is an unprecedented case!
After this incident, all the naval officers remembered the name Yang Ming.
"This child is terrifying!"
After the meeting at the Great Hall of the People, Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel made the following remarks.
Yang Ming thought the matter was over for the time being, but he never expected to be taken back to the office by Marshal Zhan Guo.
The Warring States Marshal sat in his executive chair, slammed a document onto the table from a drawer, then placed his hands under his chin, his eyes, peering through round-framed glasses, fixed on the young man before him, and said in a slightly low voice:
"Thank you for your hard work these past few days."
"The mission that was originally assigned to you to hunt down Doflamingo is now officially cancelled."
Yang Ming's eyes seemed to be deep in thought. Before he could ask, the Warring States Marshal continued:
"Of the 170 member states of the World Government, nearly a third of them have been robbed by the Donquixote Family during the transport of Celestial Tribute. Doflamingo has threatened to plunder the Celestial Tribute of other member states. Unable to withstand the pressure from the Celestial Dragons, the World Government and the Five Elders have now chosen to compromise with Doflamingo and officially appoint him as one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea."
Yang Ming's gaze shifted downwards, and he saw a document of investiture from the World Government.
Currently, this news has not been made public in the news, and the outside world has no way of knowing about it.
No wonder!
Yang Ming suddenly realized why the Warring States Marshal had made an exception and given him the green light.
A stick in one hand and a carrot in the other!
To avoid causing Yang Ming to have unnecessary emotional outbursts and affecting the overall situation of the World Government and the Five Elders, Fleet Admiral Sengoku chose to give Yang Ming a little something to offer before announcing the matter. He did this because he did not want Yang Ming to act impulsively and rashly choose to continue opposing the Donquixote Family in order to seek justice for Chief Instructor Zephyr.
Although Chief Instructor Zefa was an old comrade-in-arms who had joined the army in the same year as Marshal Sengoku and fought side by side for many years, Marshal Sengoku, sitting in this position, sometimes had to put aside personal feelings and make some compromises with reality.
People in the arena involuntarily!
Marshal Zhan Guo made an exception and gave Yang Ming the green light, which was also a reflection of his own deep-seated guilt towards Chief Instructor Zefa.
The Warring States marshal originally thought that young people, full of vigor and hot-bloodedness, would find it extremely difficult to accept such a fact.
Therefore, Marshal Zhan Guo specially invited Lieutenant General He to his office, just in case Yang Ming got angry and Lieutenant General He would give him a "washing fruit" treatment to cleanse his mind and body.
Surprisingly, Yang Ming appeared quite calm.
Yang Ming was familiar with the plot and had already considered that Doflamingo would become one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea when the Donquixote Family's Diamond Army was wiped out.
Once Doflamingo becomes a Shichibukai, Yang Ming, as a Marine, will no longer be able to oppose him. Even knowing that Doflamingo is ruthless and sells weapons and people all over the world, he can only swallow his anger.
This is why the hawks within the Navy strongly oppose the Seven Warlords system.
This identity as a naval officer cannot be utilized.
But Yang Ming had a backup plan: the alias of the pirate Lee Sin would finally come in handy!
You're looking for the pirate Lee Sin. What does that have to do with me, Yang Ming?
Marshal Zhan Guo watched Yang Ming leave the office with a deep gaze, then turned to Lieutenant General He and asked:
"Xiao He, what do you think?"
“Yang Ming has always been a smart kid,” Lieutenant General He said meaningfully.
The Warring States Marshal leaned back in his office chair, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the desk.
"This time, there are many suspicious points surrounding the attack on Zephyr. It just so happens that Kizaru was on a business trip to wipe out a hideout of the Revolutionary Army in the Bridge Country of Taiqila Wolf. This caused the Marine Headquarters to lose one of its most mobile support forces. Within the Marine Headquarters, only the admirals know about this."
"It seems that Doflamingo has planted a heavyweight pawn among us!"
"Xiao He, you're on leave during this time. Stay at the Navy Headquarters and secretly investigate all the officers who have been promoted in the last ten years!"
Vice Admiral He: “…”
A storm is brewing at Naval Headquarters, and someone is likely to be in trouble.
After leaving the office, Yang Ming planned to head to the deep-sea prison to recruit his crew members onto the ship.
Thanks to the friendly sponsorship of Espargo in Water Seven, Yang Ming owns a three-masted sailing ship. With just a refurbishment and painting, and the raising of the naval flag, it becomes a brand-new naval warship.
With no shortage of ships, Yang Ming naturally wanted to fill all the 150 soldier slots.
Generally speaking, a private's annual salary is 20 Berries, and 150 soldiers would require at least 3000 million Berries a year. If there are also sergeants or generals among them, this salary would increase accordingly.
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