Douluo Continent Chat Group: Building My Academy

Zefa was furious, so furious that his whole body was filled with rage, making him feel his breathing become rapid again.

His asthma flared up again.

"Huff! Huff!"

With heavy breathing, Zefa skillfully took out his asthma medication and took it before his violently heaving chest calmed down.

"Why, why have outsiders been allowed into Marine Headquarters again?!"

"Zeffa roared, this was a nightmare he would never be able to shake off for the rest of his life."

More than 20 years ago, a group of pirates broke into the Marine Headquarters and killed his entire family.

"Now, I absolutely will not allow it..."

Zefa gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, veins bulging on his arms. He would not let the tragedy repeat itself!

[Flander: @The Fading Naval Veteran, sir, please calm down. We are not your enemies. If you must say, are we uninvited friends?]

[A fading naval veteran: I don't consider someone like you, who trespasses on other people's territory and influences their consciousness, a friend!]

[Flander: Um... I'm very sorry about that, but please believe me, we have absolutely no ill intentions; we're just here to make friends.]

[A dwindling number of naval veterans: Us? You're not alone!?]

Zephyr grasped the key point, while Flander slapped his forehead in exasperation; it was truly a case of talking past each other.

[Flander: Alright, sir, let's be frank. May I ask, are you Mr. Zephyr?]

[Zeff: I am Zeff! Admiral! Bring on your tricks!]

Flanders: Then there's no problem.

Because of the admiral's tragic past, Flander understood his anger.

[Ding! The One Piece series has been released, aligning with member Zephyr's worldview. The chat group has been automatically updated, transforming into a true destiny trajectory. Only member Zephyr can view this.]

[Flander: Alright, Mr. Zephyr, this is your story. You can go in and take a look. After you've read it, I believe we can have a good discussion.]

[Zeff: What tricks are you playing?!]

He repeatedly slammed his fist, imbued with domineering aura, into the semi-transparent panel in front of him, but neither his flowing attacks nor his outward strikes had any effect; the panel in front of Zefa didn't even tremble.

This situation, however, suddenly calmed Zephyr down, allowing him to demonstrate his basic qualities as a general and a teacher.

Taking a deep breath, Zefa suppressed his anger. Whether he believed it or not, it didn't matter anymore; he had no way to deal with the other party.

Zefa took a deep look at the panel in front of him; the information on it made him somewhat wary.

One Piece...

Roger, that guy, has been dead for so many years, is he still haunting us?

Clench your fist, release it, clench your fist again, and release it again.

Zefa hesitated for a long time before finally running off in one direction.

"Garp, do me a favor. If anything unusual happens to me later, get rid of me!"

On the dog-headed warship, Zephyr spoke solemnly to Garp, who happened to be returning to the Navy Headquarters that day.

"Huh? What nonsense are you talking about! Zephyr, did you eat something wrong?!"

Garp looked at his friend with a blank expression, but by the end, his face was extremely serious.

"I don't know what's going on, but I have a feeling that something big is about to happen."

Zephyr replied in a low voice. He actually wanted to inform Garp about some of the anomalies, but the chat panel restricted him. Not having truly joined in, he had no right to reveal their existence.

After giving Garp a few more words of advice, and under his old friend's worried gaze, Zephyr began the story of One Piece without hesitation.

hum~

A jolt ran through his brain, and the scenery in front of Zefa changed rapidly.

The sea appeared, and a small merchant ship sailed in, cutting through the waves. A small wooden barrel also floated on the surface of the sea...

The sailors on the merchant ship happened to glance at the small wooden barrel and thought it was some kind of cargo that had drifted on the sea. They quickly retrieved it, but they did not expect that there was a person inside the barrel.

"I, Monkey D. Luffy, am going to be the Pirate King!"

The Straw Hat Boy burst out of the barrel, stretched out his arms, puffed out his chest, and announced his ambitions to the world.

But this shout made Zephyr frown.

"Monkey, and D... Could this be that bastard Garp's grandson? Judging by Dragon's age, he seems about the same..."

"But One Piece!? How did that bastard Garp raise his kids?!"

Zephyr was furious. His father, Garp, was a Marine hero and vice admiral; his son, Dragon, had betrayed the Marines and formed the Revolutionary Army to rebel against the World Government; and now his grandson wanted to become a pirate and become the Pirate King?!

But before Zephyr could think any further, the story of this straw hat boy had already begun.

Hammered away an unknown small-time pirate (Zeff nodded, "The Gum-Gum Fruit, huh? His fist strength is quite good, his physical skills are barely passable.")

Confronting the naval scoundrel, Captain (Zeff frowned; the East Blue Navy… no, it should be just a few bad apples. By the way, that green-haired kid's swordsmanship is quite good, with a master's touch. Who is his teacher?)

Facing Roger's remnants... Bucky the Clown? (Zeff is puzzled; does every ship truly have its own shameful history?)

Straw Hat? Shanks?! (Zeff is furious. So it was you, you brat, who corrupted Garp's grandson!)

Crow's schemes... (Zeff was furious. That treacherous bastard! He actually slaughtered an entire ship of marines just to escape unscathed? That corrupt marine before was also due to your influence!)

A red-haired sniper? (Zeff shakes his head. What can stop a man from going to sea? When did family become an obstacle!?)

Barefoot Zeff. (Zeff nodded slightly. He wouldn't steal food for treasure; he's a man with a conscience, though his methods of raising children are a bit rough, and how can he be so lecherous?)

A showdown with Hawkeye. (Zeff nodded approvingly; he hadn't misjudged the green-haired kid. He was indeed a promising talent, though he'd been led astray by Garp's grandson, who was corrupted by the red-haired guy. Now, looking at it this way, being a bounty hunter isn't such a bad profession after all.)

Arlong. (Zeff's face was grim. Sure enough, every ship had its own shame. Tiger, a murloc he also respected, had no idea that his subordinates would be so brutal and unruly!)

A little blonde girl. (Zeff sighed. A child carrying the hopes of an entire village, only to be slaughtered by a combined force of the Navy and pirates—how cruel is that…)

A rat? (Colluding with pirates, framing his own crew, and forcing a group of promising young people down a dark path... I'll remember you.)

The Thousand-Year Dragon. (Zeff stares intently. Is even the Admiral of the East Blue so repulsive? The East Blue is tainted...)

As he read on, Zephyr's initial wariness and indignation gradually dissipated, and his attention was instead drawn to the story of Garp's grandson.

Crocodiles plotting their kingdoms in the desert, the thunder of the "gods" on the sky islands, the brutal hand-to-hand combat between Enies Lobby agents and pirates, and the Marineford War...

Zephyr also unknowingly learned many of the secrets of this world.

The tragedy of Ohara, the white panic of Flevance, the Great Kingdom, Im, the Celestial Dragon King, Pluto, the beacon of the final island...

Seeing himself die at the hands of his "most discordant" disciple Borsalino, and then at the hands of Marine Admiral Kizaru, Zephyr remained silent for a long time before grinning.

"Looks like I misjudged you, Borsalino. Your physical skills are pretty good, even though you still rely on your Devil Fruit. But for a Devil Fruit user to not rely on their Devil Fruit is really putting the cart before the horse."

hum~

After another buzzing in his mind, Zefa's consciousness returned to his body.

Looking at Garp, who was picking his nose but staring intently at him with a hint of anxiety in his eyes, Zephyr smiled silently and clenched his fist.

"Black Wrist - Crush!"

Bang!

"Whoa! Zephyr, you bastard! What are you doing?!"

"Shut up, you bastard Garp! What have you been teaching your children and disciples?!"