Comic series: Starting from Pirates to Cultivate the True Self

O'Hara incident, Nicole Robin! When Mo Xingchen watched anime before, he liked the character of Robin the most. She was smart, intellectual and kind. She was neither arrogant like the empress nor rash like Nami.

I also sympathize with little Robin's experience. He met an extremely irresponsible mother who left her child at her uncle's house in order to pursue blank history, turning her child into a left-behind child. His aunt was also a mean person. He was hungry and cold, and suffered all kinds of grievances since he was a child.

After eating the devil fruit, he was bullied and ostracized by the children in the same village. He finally waited for his biological mother to come back, but what he waited for was a disaster. At the age of 8, he began to live a life of displacement, experienced betrayal and the ugliness of human nature, kept running away, and kept facing the darkness of this world.

In this situation, he did not turn evil, and was still willing to be arrested and die in order to protect Chopper. On the judicial island, the hoarse cry of "I want to live!" made many innocent boys cry.

It's decided! Go save Robin! Go pull her out of that dark world!

Gang Gukong looked at Mo Xingchen who was in a daze for a long time without saying anything, and then asked:

"what happened?"

"Ah? Ah! Nothing, I just thought of something. Marshal Kong, since Uncle Garp is not here, how about~ I will carry out this mission for him! Don't be angry with him."

Gang Gukong thought for a while. Although Mo Xingchen still has the rank of colonel, most of the generals in the headquarters know him and are aware of his strength. Besides, he is Garp's adjutant, so it is not impossible for him to replace Garp.

"Ahem~ You are a sensible kid, so go to the meeting room now and listen to Zhan Guo's arrangements."

"Then I'll go find General Zhan Guo first, you're busy!"

Mo Xingchen came out of the Marshal's office and came to the conference room. He looked at the soldiers standing guard at the door and asked:

"Is the meeting still going on inside?"

"Yes! Colonel Mo!"

Mo Xingchen nodded and pushed the door open. What a bunch of guys! They all looked fierce, with their legs crossed and cigars and cigarettes in their mouths. It didn't look like a meeting of naval generals at all, it looked like a scene where gangsters were dividing up the spoils!

The whole conference room is filled with smoke, and no one even opens a window. Aren't these people feeling suffocated?

The meeting was interrupted, and everyone turned to stare at Mo Xingchen at the door with confusion, while Sakaski said with an unhappy look:

"What are you doing! This is a lieutenant general meeting, do you understand the rules?"

"Fuck! You're the only one who talks too much? Are you unhappy? Come and hit me!"

Mo Xingchen immediately started cursing! He was already full of anger and had no place to vent it! First, he took the blame for Garp and was scolded by Steel Bone Kong on the warship. Just now, he smiled and tried to please the marshal, and he suffered another wave of anger.

There is no way to deal with Garp, this uncle has always been very good to him. There is no way to be angry with Steel Bone Kong, after all, he is the elder and the top leader. Since you are in this system, you have to give him face, right? If you are ignorant, it will be Garp who will be blamed in the end.

Besides, although the old man has a bad temper, Marshal Ganggukong is still good to me. If I want a long vacation, I will approve it! For sword-making materials, I will help him with my old face! People should know how to be grateful!

But who the hell are you, Sakaski? I'm so ungrateful and helpless to you. The general who presided over the meeting hasn't even started to reprimand me yet, and you're the first to teach me a lesson?

The lieutenant generals watched the two men's confrontation and began to watch the show with interest. Seeing that Mo Xingchen not only did not explain his intentions but also scolded him, Sakaski instantly became angry, and his hands began to transform into elements. Drops of magma fell, scalding the floor and making it smoke.

Seeing the two men ready to fight at any time, Zhan Guo slapped his forehead and said helplessly:

"That's enough, you two! Do you still want to tear down the conference room? Sakaski, calm down. Mo Xingchen, what are you doing here?"

"Marshal Sora asked me to come here to follow your arrangements. Vice Admiral Garp is not available, so I am attending the meeting in his place."

Mo Xingchen came to the empty seat next to Lieutenant General He and sat down carelessly, crossed his legs, shrugged his shoulders and spoke casually.

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"What a joke! When will a colonel be able to attend meetings in place of a lieutenant general?"

Sakaski said sarcastically with a cold face,

In an instant, everyone seemed to hear a dragon's roar, and Mo Xingchen appeared on the conference table, his sword already unsheathed, the entire conference room brightened up a bit, and then he held the sword in one hand and made a move of white rainbow across the river, towards Sakaski's head, turned around and swept away,

"Oh!"

Sakaski hastily used his hands to attach armed color domineering to block in front of his head, resisting the attack and forming a stalemate with the incoming sword.

Seeing this, Mo Xingchen immediately grasped the hilt of the sword with his left hand, and changed from holding the sword with one hand to holding it with both hands. He lifted the sword with force, and with one move, the clouds were cleared and the sun appeared. He swung Sakaski's arms apart, leaving his middle gate wide open. Mo Xingchen was looking down from above and took advantage of the situation to use the Emei sword technique to strike straight at Sakaski's eyebrows.

"Xiao Mo!"

Lieutenant General He saw that the two men started fighting in the blink of an eye, and Mo Xingchen's moves were aimed at killing him, so he quickly spoke out to stop them. At this time, Mo Xingchen heard Lieutenant General He's shout, and the tip of his sword stopped at Sakaski's forehead.

Suddenly the entire conference room fell silent. These lieutenant generals knew that Mo Xingchen was quite powerful, and he had even fought to a draw with Sakaski before. They didn't expect that he would be even more terrifying with a sword a year or so later, and his swordsmanship was even more amazing. Although it was suspected of a sneak attack, it was not something that ordinary people could do to suppress Sakaski so easily.

"Xiao Mo, be obedient and come back and sit down."

Lieutenant General He knew Mo Xingchen's bad temper, a typical donkey who would follow the will of others, so he gently advised,

"Humph!"

Mo Xingchen breathed coldly into Sakaski's nostrils with a cold face, snorted coldly, made a sword flower, and sheathed the sword.

Chapter 30: The Sword Named Chunjun

"Mo Xingchen! When the meeting is over, write me a 10,000-word self-criticism!"

Zhan Guo watched Mo Xingchen slowly walk around from behind him to sit next to Xiao He, and he was so angry that he scolded him,

"Yes~General Sengoku."

Mo Xingchen spoke lazily, as if he was not the one who took action just now.

The sharp-eyed people saw that a drop of blood on Sakaski's forehead was evaporated by his fruit ability, but the cuts on the suits on his forearms could not evaporate, so Zhan Guo also comforted him:

"Sakaski, why do you have to keep staring at Mo Xingchen? His strength and military exploits are enough for him to be promoted to lieutenant general. It's just that he doesn't want to. You know that. Okay, sit down too, and let the meeting continue!"

Sakaski sat down dumbly, staring at the wound on his arm in a daze. Since the last fight with Mo Xingchen, he has been working hard to improve his physical skills over the past year or so, no longer relying on his devil fruit with pride. Unexpectedly, he was still easily suppressed this time. It seems that he was not fighting hard enough!

As the meeting progressed to the end, General Zhan Guo decided on the list of lieutenant generals for the Demon Slaying Order: Lieutenant General Sakaski, Lieutenant General Kuzan, Lieutenant General Gumir, Lieutenant General Sauro, and Lieutenant General Garp (to be executed by Colonel Mo Xingchen).

After the meeting, the lieutenant generals began to leave one after another. Mo Xingchen also wanted to slip away, but was stopped by Lieutenant General He next to him. Seeing this, Borsalino winked at Mo Xingchen for a while and walked out. Kuzan also said to Mo Xingchen at this time, let's have a drink together later.

Mo Xingchen saw that everyone had left, and only Zhan Guo and Lieutenant General He were left, so he asked with a puzzled look on his face:

"Sister He, why are you holding me? I have to prepare to set sail to execute the Demon Slayer Order."

"Xiao Mo, do you know where that old bastard Karp went?"

"Why are you all asking me? Marshal Kong also asked me just now, but I really don't know. Uncle Garp didn't tell me. I only found out that he sneaked out after I came back today."

Mo Xingchen spread his hands, shook his head and said helplessly. After Lieutenant General He and Zhan Guo looked at each other, Zhan Guo sighed and said,

"If you remember where he might have gone, please let us know. This bastard is a real worry. Xiao He and I are afraid that he might do something stupid."

"Hey~ Uncle Cap is very smart, what big thing can happen? Maybe he is hiding somewhere to break his record of eating donuts without sleeping!"

Hearing this, Lieutenant General He also burst out laughing and pointed a finger at Mo Xingchen's forehead.

"You~ Well, let's not talk about him anymore. During this year and a half of sailing, you forged the sword you wanted. It seems that you have made great progress."

"bass!"

Mo Xingchen drew out his sword, snapped his fingers and the sword made a continuous "ding~~" sound. A ball of light bloomed out, like a lotus emerging from water, graceful and clear. The carvings on the hilt flashed a deep light like stars. The sword body and the sunlight were integrated into one, like clear water flowing over a pond, calmly and slowly, and the blade was as tall and majestic as a thousand-foot cliff... It seemed to be happy with the interaction between its master and itself.

"The sword is called Chunjun, with a total length of 4 feet 1 inch, a width of 2 inches, and a net weight of 216 catties." (The measurement standard used here is the Spring and Autumn Period)

Vice Admiral Tsuru originally wanted to reach out to take it, but when he heard that the sword was so heavy, he gave up. He just looked at it carefully for a while before saying:

"It is indeed a precious sword. You spent so much material to forge it. It looks like it is at least as good as the Jinbi Luo in the Diyuan Garden. It can be regarded as a large sharp sword of the 21st level. The name is nice, and the sword is beautiful. It suits you very well."

"Looking at your swordsmanship skills when fighting with Sakaski just now, I guess you haven't been slacking off since you went out to sea. Okay, get ready for the mission."

Zhan Guo also waved to Mo Xingchen with a smile on his face. This is the future of the navy and the soldiers under his command in the future.

"Well, I'll be leaving first. You guys can chat slowly."

As soon as Mo Xingchen walked out of the headquarters building, he saw Kuzan walking towards him.

"I didn't expect you to become stronger after not seeing you for a year. Let's go for a drink together?"

Mo Xingchen rolled his eyes and curled his lips.

"Stop talking nonsense, Vice Admiral Monster! You sound like you're just standing still."

"Ah, aha~ If you wanted to, you would have become a lieutenant general a long time ago. I was thinking of sparring with you this time to avenge the kick I gave you last time, but it seems like there's no chance~"

"Oh, you little idiot, you still want to beat me up? You'd better practice for another hundred or eighty years."

The two of them walked towards the town while joking with each other. Unexpectedly, they found Dorager drinking alone in the tavern they often visited.

Mo Xingchen and Kuzan looked at each other, and then they came to Dorag's side. Mo Xingchen sat down, put his hand on Dorag's shoulder, and started to tease,

"What's wrong, little brother? Are you heartbroken?"

Dorag looked at the people who came and found that it was Mo Xingchen and Kuzan. His eyes seemed to be more focused. After drinking another glass of wine, he said decadently:

"Brother, you're back. It's not that I'm heartbroken, it's just that I'm very confused now."

"Oh~ You seem to be quite smart on weekdays. What happened to you that made you feel depressed? Tell me about it and let me enlighten you."

“It all started when I started cruising…”

Judging from Dragon's narration, a simple summary is that pirates massacred civilians, the scum in the navy bullied civilians, civilians became pirates and then turned around and bullied other civilians, nobles exploited civilians, and the Celestial Dragons treated humans as non-human beings.

Maybe he had only heard about it before, but now he had experienced it himself, so Drago's mentality was a little broken, and he began to doubt the justice in his heart and the correctness of the navy. He thought the navy existed to protect civilians, but he didn't expect that the truth was to protect the so-called world nobles - the Celestial Dragons.

Seeing Kuzan also lost in thought, Mo Xingchen patted Dorag on the shoulder to comfort him and said softly:

"This matter is actually quite simple. There are only two solutions."

Hearing Mo Xingchen say this, Dorag and Kuzan both looked up at him, waiting for his solution.

"The first is to compromise and then work hard to grow. When you become a naval hero like your father, and let the World Government or the Five Elders think that your presence in the navy is indispensable, then you can ignore the Celestial Dragons and try your best to realize the justice in your heart. Of course, you will still be subject to many restrictions, so this method is difficult.

The second way is to become the ruler of this world and build and change it according to the beautiful scenery in your heart. This path is more difficult.

Now that you have drunk so much, I hope you don't make hasty decisions. When you sober up, take the next few days to think slowly and understand what you really want.

Tomorrow I will go to execute the Demon Slayer Order. The round trip will take about 10 days. You can take this time off and calm down to think about it. How about we discuss it again when I come back?"

Chapter 31: A Fool Who Can't See Reality

"Demon Slayer Order?!"

When Dorag heard the news, he became more sober.

At this time, Kuzan also took over the topic and said:

"Yes, the World Government discovered that O'Hara's scholars were studying blank history, so they notified the Navy to issue a Demon Slayer Order to O'Hara. In the afternoon, Admiral Sengoku has confirmed the list of vice admirals for the Demon Slayer Order, and they will set off early tomorrow morning."

"But didn't Brother Mo just become a colonel? Why would he participate?"

Dorag was still confused and asked doubtfully,

"Because Mr. Garp had something to do, Xingchen went to carry out the mission for him. And let me tell you, Xingchen beat up Sakaski again in the conference room today."

Kuzan first looked around and didn't see anyone familiar, then he put a hand to his mouth and leaned close to Drago to whisper gossip.

"Wow! Brother Mo, you are amazing! You are..."

When Dorag heard that Mo Xingchen had beaten Sakaski again, his drunken eyes suddenly brightened up. He was about to ask about the details when he suddenly realized that the key point was the Demon Slayer Order.

"Wait! That's not right. O'Hara is just a group of powerless scholars. Do they have to issue a demon-killing order just because they are studying history? Isn't that too much!"

Mo Xingchen looked at Dorag's clear yet stupid eyes, shook his head, and had no choice but to explain.

"This is not a complicated matter. Although I don't know what that blank period of history records, I think I can guess it. The establishment of any regime must first determine its own legitimacy and correctness. Therefore, the dark side or not-so-glorious events at the beginning of its establishment or during its growth process will be covered up and hidden by the government. This is inevitable.

There is nothing wrong with O'Hara's research on blank history. It is normal for scholars to have a hobby of studying history. Even if the world government prohibits such behavior, as long as you learn about these things privately, the government will not bother to care about you. But if you conduct open and organized research, the government has already advised you, but you still do it your own way, and even go out to sea to search all over the world, then the government cannot tolerate it.

Just like now, if the three of us are drinking and talking about bad things about the World Government, the CP will not come to arrest us. But if the three of us organize a speech in the square and publicly slander the World Government, do you think someone will come to arrest us?"

When Dorag heard Mo Xingchen's explanation, he was speechless. It was true. I had clearly advised you, but you didn't listen. Who could you blame? Adults have to be responsible for their own actions! Then he remembered something and said with a tangled face:

"The civilians of O'Hara..."

Kuzan interrupted Dorag and spoke to comfort him:

"The World Government has already dispatched the CP and refugee ships to O'Hara today to organize the safe evacuation of civilians. So our navy will stay overnight and will not set off until tomorrow, leaving time for the CP to screen civilians."

"Ah~"

Dorag sighed, perhaps lamenting O'Hara's fate, or perhaps he was upset by his own confusion. He shook his head and opened another bottle of wine and started drinking.

Afterwards, Mo Xingchen and Kuzan talked about their experiences over the past year while drinking. Kuzan's daily life was extremely boring, with nothing but fighting.

Mo Xingchen's story is much more interesting. He takes his sister to travel everywhere and captures pirates along the way as a spice of life. Maybe Kuzan was influenced by Mo Xingchen when he later rode a bicycle aimlessly on the sea.

In the end, Dorag was so drunk that Kuzan had to carry him back home, while Mo Xingchen stood by and took pictures of Dorag in a mean manner.