One Piece: Trying 200 times harder, but being too overbearing.

Dozens of prospective recruits were undergoing physical training, but their morale was quite low, and even their slogans sounded weak and feeble.

The effects of the defeat are only just beginning.

Monka clenched his fists, veins bulging on his arms, a mixture of hatred for pirates and resentment at his own powerlessness.

It took him a long time to loosen his fist.

"Starting tomorrow morning, you'll receive basic training here. The afternoons will be for miscellaneous tasks, and someone will guide you through them."

Monka explained the precautions.

New recruits are all low-ranking menial workers. Apart from necessary training, their main tasks are cleaning, sanitation, and other logistical work.

In other words, it's doing odd jobs.

Even the back of their uniforms had the character "雑" printed on it.

Slaying pirates? You're not even worthy of being a lowly soldier.

Once a soldier has successfully completed basic training such as physical fitness, they will be promoted to private third class. At that time, they will no longer be responsible for miscellaneous tasks, but the newbie protection period will also end.

They're going to the battlefield!

Loya listened attentively to Monca's explanation.

The training programs for new recruits are mostly physical training, including 200 push-ups, 200 sit-ups, 10 laps of rope climbing, and 20 laps of running on the parade ground.

"I see, that's exactly one-tenth of the training volume for the Marines at headquarters."

Loya knew what was going on.

He has some understanding of the training content for marines at the Naval Headquarters.

Before transmigrating, because of Koby's superhuman strength, he chatted with netizens who were particularly good at talking, including about the training programs at the Marine Headquarters.

Perhaps that's why he traveled through time.

I'm sorry, he shouldn't have made that careless remark.

"Sergeant Monka!"

Loya turned to Monka, pointed to the new recruits and training facilities on the training field, his eyes shining: "Can I join the training now?"

"Now?"

Monka paused for a moment.

It's normal for new recruits to be excited when they first join the army, but very few of them demand formal training right away.

interesting.

If you think that basic training is easy, you're sorely mistaken!

Normally, a menial soldier needs at least three to six months of training to pass the basic training and be promoted to a full-fledged private.

Want to make a name for yourself right from the start?

Let's ask the pirates if they agree!

Monka became interested and wanted to see Loya's potential. He said sternly, "Okay, but I must remind you that once you join the training, you absolutely cannot quit halfway through, understand?"

"understand!"

Loya took a deep breath and immediately ran into the training field, following at the back of the new recruits, jogging around the training field.

A total of 20 laps!

The training track is 500 meters per lap, so 20 laps would be 10 kilometers. Even if the average physical condition of people in this world is far superior to that of people on Earth, completing it would not be an easy task.

"Hey, new guy?"

The new recruits noticed Loya. They were also general laborers, but they had joined the branch two or three months earlier and were considered "veterans" among the new recruits who were about to graduate.

"Brothers, give it your all!"

"understand!"

The recruits tacitly increased their pace, intending to give the newcomers a bit of intensity, which was one of the few sources of enjoyment they had.

The training formation gradually sped up, and Loya, who was already lagging behind at the back of the group, watched helplessly as he fell behind.

The distance between them quickly increased.

"A show of force, you know."

Loya was not surprised and silently maintained his running pace.

Wherever there are people, there is a social dynamic. It's common for older people to bully newcomers, and this kind of bullying isn't even really bullying; it's more like showing off.

If you can't keep up with the training, it's because you're useless!

Loya had a very easy time on the first lap.

On the third lap, Loya's forehead was covered in sweat.

On the fifth lap, the training formation appeared behind Loya, leaving him a full lap behind, and even shouting slogans as they passed Loya.

"One! Two! Three...four!!!"

The shouts that echoed across the training ground made Loya's ears ring.

Lap 15!

The new recruits had finished their running laps and were taking a short break at the edge of the training field, while also enjoying the spectacle of the newbies.

Only Loya remained on the track, moving at a snail's pace, each step requiring immense effort.

"Hoo~ Ha~ Hoo~~"

Loya gasped for breath, his lungs felt like they were on fire, burning with pain, and his clothes were soaked with sweat, clinging damply to his skin.

It's uncomfortable, even painful!

His current body is that of an ordinary 17-year-old boy. Although he is young and strong, training according to marine standards from the start puts a great strain on his body.

My legs felt like lead, my vision blurred, and I could faintly hear the jeers coming from nearby.

They ignored the external interference.

At this moment, only one thought occupied Loya's mind.

run!

This is not just a training session; it concerns his future and whether he can replicate Koby's miracle.

"thump!"

Suddenly, Loya felt dizzy, then his knees buckled, and his thin body collapsed onto the sand.

"The new recruits can't hold on any longer!"

The new recruits who were watching immediately perked up.

Under normal circumstances, the training intensity for new recruits will not be very high. It is considered very good if they can run 10 laps in their first long-distance running training session. The instructors will not be too harsh on the new recruits.

There always needs to be an adjustment period.

They all went through this process, gradually increasing their training volume until they could keep up with the training intensity of regular marines. Even after training for several months, they were still drenched in sweat after running 20 laps.

The fact that the newcomer could run 15 laps in one go was beyond their expectations.

"Hey, look!"

Just when everyone thought the newcomer couldn't hold on and needed to rest, the newcomer used his hands to support his body and slowly got up.

Keep running!

The mocking smile gradually disappeared.

"This guy is not bad!"

Someone muttered something, and the others nodded in agreement.

Very good indeed.

"Sergeant Monka, what's his name?"

"Loya?"

"Ah, I remember now, he's a bartender at the Food Bar!"

"Damn, I'm so envious!"

"It's one thing to be handsome, but he also gets to spend every day with Mrs. Lilika!"

"Brothers, let's increase the intensity of the training for the new recruits in the next session!"

"it is necessary!"

In this information-scarce world, having a drink at a bar in one's spare time is almost everyone's greatest hobby.

The gentle and beautiful tavern owner, Mrs. Lilixiang, was the dream girl of countless marines, and thus she was drawn to Loya, who was staying at the tavern.

Ha ha.

Newcomers need to be made aware of the dangers of society!

It was evening, at the dormitory building.