Starting as a pirate, he rose to become the strongest Shinigami in Soul Society.

Chapter 102 I heard you have no children.

After enjoying two puffs of Zephyr's high-end cigar, Smoker didn't smoke any more and simply stubbed it out in the ashtray.

He knew that Zefa's health was not good and that the smoke would affect him.

That's right, Zefa suffers from severe congenital asthma, and his previous disastrous defeat was also related to the sudden onset of this disease.

Nowadays, his physical condition is declining, and when he gets excited, he even needs to inhale a spray to relieve his discomfort, which seriously affects his performance.

Even with the Navy's medical support system, it would be difficult to completely cure this congenital disease.

We can only treat him conservatively. Some doctors have suggested performing some advanced surgeries on Zefa, but after those surgeries, Zefa would have to step down and would never be able to fight again.

Zephyr couldn't accept this treatment because he still harbored hatred and didn't want to lose his power completely. The admiral who was once known as "the one who doesn't kill" now had his hands stained with blood. Furthermore, after the pirate who killed many of his students became one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, he felt completely betrayed by the Navy, which led him to extremes.

"Bane is a good friend I met in the East Blue. He also yearns for justice and will join our Navy later. He told me a long time ago that he especially admires you, Professor Zephyr. This time when he came to Headquarters, he said that no matter what, he hoped to be able to pay a visit to you." Smoker, the middleman, quickly spoke up for Bane.

"Hahahaha." Zefa laughed heartily upon hearing this, then humbly said, "I'm just an old man plagued by illness now. Are you disappointed to see me like this?"

"How could that be?" Bane immediately shook his head and said, "Your injuries are proof of your honor. The Navy's current strength is largely due to your contributions."

"I am very pleased to be recognized and respected by young people like you," Zefa said with emotion.

However, Bane keenly noticed the fleeting helplessness and pain in his eyes.

"Speaking of which, I haven't introduced you yet. This is Dr. Genus, a top-notch biological scientist and my partner. I've come here specifically to visit you, hoping to help you solve some problems," Bane said, patting Dr. Genus on the shoulder as he sat next to him.

"Oh?" Zephyr asked, slightly puzzled. "My problem? What problem?"

"You have some minor health issues," Bane said softly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zephyr's expression became somewhat strange. He then looked at Dr. Genus seriously and said, "You mean to say that this doctor can cure my illness?"

"Congenital asthma often stems from genetic defects and deficiencies, and conventional medical methods are indeed difficult to cure," Dr. Genos said confidently, adjusting his glasses. "However, for me, this is not a problem."

Seeing Dr. Genus's confidence, Zephyr was also surprised. He then looked at Smoker and found that Smoker was also completely bewildered.

Before the master and apprentice could exchange a word, Dr. Genus continued, "Not only that, I can also solve your disability problem. I have developed a very stable and safe solution for limb regeneration technology."

At this point, Zephyr could no longer remain seated. His imposing aura emanated from him as he looked at Bane and Genus, saying, "If you're trying to make fun of me, then I'll truly be angry!"

As he aged and suffered from physical ailments, Zephyr's strength had declined by seventy or eighty percent compared to his prime. When fighting enemies, he could only maintain his peak condition briefly before quickly falling into weakness. This feeling was extremely painful for him, who harbored hatred and had once been a top expert on the high seas.

If he has a happy life, then enjoying his retirement in peace and comfort is not a bad thing.

But now, he can't let go, so he desperately needs to regain his strength.

However, he couldn't easily believe that Bane and Genos had suddenly brought up this topic upon their first meeting!

This communication is way too simplistic and crude! Saying this on the very first meeting?

"Senior, this is the Marine Headquarters!" Bane said in a deep voice, looking at the slightly agitated Zephyr.

These words gave Zephyr a sudden realization. Yes, this was the Marine Headquarters. They had come all this way, so they couldn't possibly be here to toy with him, much less to do anything to harm him. Otherwise, they would never have been able to leave this island alive!

He's an old man in his early seventies, surely he doesn't deserve to be targeted like this?

"What price do I need to pay?" Zephyr quickly regained his composure and asked directly.

There's no such thing as a free lunch. He's been navigating the seas for decades and knows this all too well.

"Senior, to be honest, I am an ambitious person. The reason I want to join the Navy is partly because I do have a desire for justice, and partly because I want to use the Navy's power to fulfill my ambitions. Therefore, I need to quickly gain strong support within the Navy. After much thought, I believe only you can provide me with that support," Bane said frankly.

"So, you value my influence and prestige in the Navy, is that it?" Zephyr unconsciously lit another cigar.

"That's right," Bane nodded in acknowledgment.

"I can take you as my disciple. There are many admirals in the Navy who are my students. If you become my disciple, you will become fellow disciples with them, which will make many things much easier. There will be people to take care of you here at headquarters." Zephyr exhaled a puff of smoke and quietly gave his conditions.

For Zephyr, this was a bit like getting something for nothing. After all, Sengoku had just spoken to him before, so Zephyr had originally thought about taking Bane as his apprentice, not just Bane, but also his other companions.

"Not enough," Bane said in a deep voice.

"Any more would be inappropriate, Bane," Zephyr said, shaking his head.

He was tempted by the offer Bane made, but not so much that he couldn't refuse. He longed to regain his strength and health, but he couldn't satisfy Bane's conditions indefinitely.

The atmosphere fell silent. Dr. Genus sat next to Bane without saying a word. He was clearly completely obedient to Bane. Smoker, on the other hand, felt very awkward. That bastard Bane didn't even tell him in advance about such a big matter, making him feel uneasy.

A few minutes later, Bane spoke again: "Senior, I can promise that with your support, I will stand firmly on your side and support you wholeheartedly!"

"Oh?" A glint of cunning flashed in Zephyr's eyes, then he chuckled and said, "I'm just an old man who's retired to the second line, barely able to stay active at sea. What kind of support do I need?"

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

Nothing happens overnight, and the new Navy is no exception. The subsequent establishment of the Seven Warlords of the Sea was merely a catalyst that caused Zephyr, the powder keg, to explode. However, it was clear from his formation of the pirate guerrilla team that Zephyr had already had some ideas and preparations in mind, but no one had considered it at the time.

After all, he was a former admiral, and after all, he was the headmaster of the navy who trained so many outstanding officers!

Before he truly went mad, who could have imagined he would come to this? If Sengoku and the others had noticed earlier, things wouldn't have escalated to such a terrible state.

This is a completely illogical and sudden event that raises the question, "Why did His Majesty rebel?"

But now, there are less than two years left before Zephyr builds the new navy. Looking back from the outcome, there is no doubt that Zephyr must already have those ideas in mind.

"Hey, you guys keep chatting, I'm going out for some fresh air, I'm craving a cigarette." Smoker stepped forward and snatched Zephyr's cigar away again before making his escape.

He couldn't stay in this place for another second!

After Smoker left, Bane spoke up, saying, "To be honest, I have prepared trillions of Berries in funds, as well as a massive intelligence and financial institution, which can guarantee a stable source of income and military supplies."

"Cough cough cough!" Upon hearing this, Zefa was so frightened that he started coughing and almost had an asthma attack.

Having finally managed to suppress his emotions, he looked at Bane with a very complicated expression and said, "How did you know about those thoughts that I shouldn't have?"

"There are many ways to see the future on this vast ocean, but they just haven't paid attention to you," Bane said vaguely.

As a high-ranking officer in the Navy, Zephyr had seen more of the world than Bane had ever known. Hearing this, he fell silent and didn't ask any more questions.

After a long silence, Zephyr finally asked in a deep voice, "What do you want?"

"Senior, I heard that you have no children and my parents passed away early. If you don't mind, I would like to take care of you in your old age!" Bane was really bold to ask, looking at Zefa with very sincere eyes.

Zefa was completely taken aback by his actions and froze on the sofa.

(End of this chapter)