This navy can deal with him, how dare he kill White Beard!

As he spoke, he put his hands on his hips and laughed triumphantly.

The corner of Ron's mouth twitched as he looked at Zefa, the arrogant old man, but there was warmth in his heart.

Objectively speaking, he doesn't think about devil fruit for the time being, but logically, he also can't see this old man pulling his old face and begging others to help him find devil fruit.

He doesn't care what others think.

But in his view, Zefa is a well-deserved hero.

Heroes have to be decent.

Heroes must live with dignity!

"But brat, you can put away these three devil fruits." Zefa continued after laughing.

"I don't have the habit of taking back the things I send out."

Seeing that Ron wanted to refuse subconsciously, Zefa raised his face and said seriously:

"This is an order!"

"You don't want this thing, you can give it away later."

"Boy, Navy, it's not as good as you think. Not everyone is as stupid as Huoshaoshan."

"It's important to fight and kill, but if you want to get along like a fish in water in the navy, you also need to know how to deal with the world."

"The old man suffered a lot of losses before, but you don't need to suffer from these losses."

Ron was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"Well, after you graduate and have adjutants and subordinates, you can give these devil fruits to them according to their character and fighting style."

Zefa continued to say a few words, then casually patted the snow on his body, and said with a hearty smile:

"Okay, let's rest early, the old man is gone."

He opened the door smartly.

But just as he pushed the door out, Ron yelled,

"Teacher Zefa."

Zefa paused, turned around, and saw Ron handing him a black umbrella.

"It's your umbrella." Ron said.

Zefa smiled and took the umbrella.

Seeing Ron's expression seemed a little depressed, he smiled comfortingly and said:

"It's good not to eat devil fruit, after all, it's as bad as shit."

Ron smiled slightly: "Has Mr. Zefa ever eaten shit?"

Zefa was taken aback for a moment, and then flew into a rage:

"You stinky boy!!"

He slammed the door shut.

Ron stood in the dark, looked at the closed door, and glanced at the three devil fruits on the ground.

Without saying a word,

He walked slowly to the window sill.

The glass window was hazy, he raised his hand to wipe it, and finally saw the window clearly.

The bedroom is warm and quiet.

But the wind and snow outside are very strong, and everything is sad and frosty white.

There is a burly figure with a black umbrella in one hand and a huge and heavy mechanical arm in the other, stepping on the ice and snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow, trudging forward.

It's windy and snowy,

Every step he took was extremely difficult.

He held up the black umbrella.

It's as if one person propped up the wind and snow in the world.

"Thank you...old man."

Ron murmured with a smile, his eyes moist.

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5000 words, finally connected to the beginning.

Ask for all support, there is another chapter today, tonight.

Chapter 41 Mission, Power Rock! "ask for everything"

Watching that figure gradually being engulfed by the snowstorm, Ron slowly looked away.

He looked at the three devil fruits that were placed on the ground, with a gentle smile on his face.

The old man Zefer's words are rough and reasonable, and for a person who doesn't have any background in the navy, it is still necessary to know the world.

Although Marin Vanduo is known as the holy land of justice, where there is sunshine, it is doomed to darkness. Not every navy is like Vice Admiral Huoshaoshan.

Ron naturally wouldn't join forces, but he could understand Zefa's meaning.

As the older generation of naval veterans gradually left the front-line positions of power, the new generation of the navy trained by Zefa, the chief instructor of the military academy, is also constantly entering the power center of the navy.

Especially as Ron knows, after the upcoming top war, the navy will usher in an unprecedented political reshuffle.

The transfer of power from old to new is itself a violent storm.

The center of this political storm is the existence of the three admirals of the Navy Headquarters, the three so-called monsters.

"Red Dog" Sakaski, "Yellow Monkey" Polusalino and "Aokiji" Kuzan.

With these three people as the head, three completely different political factions have split within the Navy.

Polusalino is lazy and pursues "ambiguous" justice that, in Ron's view, "no one can understand".

But he is in charge of the Naval Science Department, responsible for the confidential scientific combat force, and has a close relationship with the world government. Although his reputation in the army is average, he is often able to complete the tasks assigned by the government very well.

To put it simply, the salary is in place, and the four emperors are useless.

But precisely because of his personality and close relationship with the government, the political groups and factions around him are the smallest.

"Aokiji" Kuzan was younger and joined the navy much later than Polusalino.

He once pursued "burning justice" and served as the adjutant of the hero Karp. He has made great achievements in battle and won the support of a wide range of older generations of navies, and this group of navies basically has a relatively mild attitude towards pirates in order to maintain stability. As the primary goal, pirates can be compromised to a certain extent.

But because of the O'Hara incident, Kuzan became lazy and confused about the concept of justice, and lost some supporters for this reason.

Among the three, Sakaski, who was born in the North Sea, was the toughest in dealing with pirates.

He practices absolute and iron-blooded justice, has an extreme paranoia about crusade against pirates and eradicating evil, and is extremely strict with his subordinates, doing things by all means and even causing casualties to civilians.

Sakalski's ideas are extreme, but extremists often have a unique charm.

In particular, some young navies who were eager to make great achievements advocated attacking the new world and exterminating all pirates. They followed the example of Sakaski and gathered into an increasingly powerful political force.

And what about Ron?

He himself does not know what kind of justice he wants to pursue.

But whether it is himself or Zefa, it is very clear that the path Ron is going to take is different from that of Sakaski, Kuzan and Polusalino.

In other words, he had to forge a new path alone.

But this matter can't be done by him alone.

He needs more help.

In addition to factors such as personal influence, leadership, and military power, there are also interests behind this.

The three devil fruits in front of him are one of his political capital.

"I owe you more and more favors, old man."

Ron murmured softly, and put away the three devil fruits.

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The next day, the wind and snow subsided, and the sun was shining brightly.

The brilliant light shines on the white ground, shining brightly.

Ron, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed practicing chakra, slowly opened his eyes.

He is now able to gradually reduce his sleep time and replace part of his sleep with Chakra cultivation.

Tuk Tuk Tuk…

Just when Ron was about to get out of bed and stretch his muscles, a soft knock on the door suddenly sounded outside the door.

Ron was taken aback, put on a military uniform casually, and opened the door.

What came into view was a graceful figure with long pink hair.

"Colonel Tina!" Ron stared at Tina who was holding a slender lady's cigarette in front of her red lips.

Tina wore a pair of sunglasses, crossed her arms around her chest, nodded after seeing Ron and said:

"Ron, don't be too polite. You will graduate from the military academy in a short time, and your rank will not be lower than Tina's."

Ron smiled, didn't answer the question, but asked curiously:

"Colonel Tina, what's the matter?"

Speaking of business, Tina's aggressive face turned serious.

"Put on your military uniform, you have a mission."