Comic series: Starting from Pirates to Cultivate the True Self

Chapter 109: The Warring States Period of Abuse of Power for Personal Benefits

Just as everyone was immersed in the meaning of the stars and the advent of the gods,

"Siguoyi!!! Marshal Zhan Guo, I want to change my code name!"

Kizaru, who was originally lying on the sofa, sat up straight with golden light in his eyes. His burning gaze could be felt through the brown sunglasses on his nose.

"Ah, ah, I want to change one too."

Kuzan came back to his senses and spoke seriously.

"Bang!!!"

Seeing Akainu ready to make a move, Zhan Guo slammed his fist on the table and loudly scolded the bastards in front of him.

"Nonsense! Can this thing be replaced just like that?

Is there nothing to do in the new world now?

Don’t the scientific research departments need to keep an eye on it?

Have the pirates in the first half of the Grand Line been eliminated?

Now! Immediately! Immediately! Get back to work!"

The three generals had no choice but to get up and go out to do their own work after being roared at by Zhan Guo.

But our Admiral Kizaru was very unwilling and kept muttering as he walked.

"Marshal Zhan Guo is really awesome, but our code names are not as good as Lao Mo's. The incarnation of the gods, how cool!"

Those present were a small group of the most powerful people on the sea, and his muttering was deafening to everyone's ears.

Akainu looked back at Marshal Sengoku, whose face had turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and then glanced at the cracked desk. He pushed Kizaru on the back and sent him out of the office.

Mo Xingchen and several other big guys were also drinking tea on the sofa, trying not to laugh and watching the fun.

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After the three generals left the office, Zhan Guo calmed down, his old face slightly reddened, and he asked shyly:

"Ahem...um...Xiao Mo...what code name do you think would be suitable for me, the Admiral of the Navy?"

???

You are a Zhan Guo with thick eyebrows and big eyes, you are abusing your power for personal gain, right?

What’s the matter? I’m already Tianshu, and you still want to be called Ziwei Emperor Star?

Mo Xingchen also showed his disdain without disguising it, rolling his eyes and pouting.

"Old Zhan, the fate of those stars is too great for you to control. Don't even think about it."

Seeing that Mo Xingchen's code name had been decided, Lieutenant General He stood up and prepared to go back to deal with official documents. However, when he was leaving, he turned around and looked at Zhan Guo with disgust, shook his head, and spat softly,

"You are so shameless!"

"Hahahaha, it's time for me to prepare for the graduation training of this year's boot camp."

Only Garp showed the most respect to Sengoku. He picked his nose and laughed:

"Yohahahahahaha, Sengoku, how about Marshal Senbei!"

Looking at Zhan Guo's body trembling because of his anger, Mo Xingchen couldn't help laughing.

Suddenly it occurred to me that boot camp ended? In 1513?

Mo Xingchen shouted quickly:

"Uncle Zefa, wait for me!"

Then he followed Zefa's back and left the office.

Zefa looked at Mo Xingchen who was chasing after him and was about to ask him what was going on.

There were "bang bang bang" sounds coming from Zhan Guo's office. It was obvious that these two old guys were arguing again.

Zefa and Mo Xingchen also smiled at each other.

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"Uncle Zefa, is the final training of the boot camp still the same as before?"

"Well, in a couple of days I plan to personally lead them to the sea to capture pirates and have some actual combat."

"I'll go with you this time."

Zefa stopped and looked at Mo Xingchen in confusion, and asked:

"Why are you suddenly interested in the new recruit camp?"

"Well, I've been at the headquarters for more than half a year. My body is almost rusty.

My former subordinates, William and others, are now in important positions and are busy with the affairs of the Seven Warlords of the Sea. I can't find anyone when I want to go sailing for fun.

Well, I just happened to take your boat out for a few days, and Uncle Zhan Guo won’t say anything.”

"Hahahaha~ You! You're such an adult, but you still can't sit still.

All right, I'll call you when we set off."

Zefa looked at Mo Xingchen's funny look with his hands spread out, laughed and teased him, shook his head, and strode away.

Mo Xingchen looked at Zefa's departing back, thinking about his bright smile just now.

This 60-year-old man has fought and persevered for the Navy and for justice in his heart all his life.

I couldn't help but clench my fists tightly.

I didn't experience the misfortune in your middle age, but I will never let the tragedy of your old age happen again!

Haha, I want to see who dares to be presumptuous now that I’m here!

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A few days later, in the Crescent Harbor of Marinford, there was a warship that looked very old, docked in the center.

Although this ship did not look as advanced as the current colonel-class warships, the navy at the dock were looking at it with great respect.

There is no other reason, because the commander of this warship is named Zefa.

It can be said that 90% of the current navy have received teachings from Zefa, even if it was not one-on-one personal instruction. However, without Zefa's dedicated education in the training camp, they would not have their current achievements.

Before, Zefa had at most followed the training ship and observed the performance of the recruits as the chief examiner. But this time was different. Zefa personally led the team out to sail as the commander.

The soldiers at the port looked at the young faces on the warships. Some of the recruits were so young that they might not even be as old as their children.

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But they did not look down on these new recruits. Instead, they were extremely envious of them in their hearts.

Because these new recruits could enjoy the opportunity to follow Teacher Zefa who personally led the team, but they no longer have that opportunity.

Mo Xingchen looked at Zefa, who was standing on the dock in high spirits, and couldn't help but speak out, smiling and teasing:

"Uncle Zefa, you are still as majestic as ever!"

“Hahahahaha~ I’m Black Arm——Zeff!”

Zefa laughed heartily and bent his arms like telephone poles to show his strong biceps to Mo Xingchen.

“Cough cough cough～～～Cough cough～～”

Mo Xingchen looked at Zefa, who bent over and coughed continuously before the pose was in place for two seconds, and walked up to him, patted him on the back, and complained unhappily:

"When you get old, you have to admit defeat. You are such a stubborn old man. I asked you to go to the hospital to check your asthma, but you refused to go. I really admire you."

Zefa, who finally recovered his breath, laughed softly:

"It's not a serious illness. Besides, I'm not going to the front line in the New World to catch pirates. I don't want to go to the hospital."

"Tsk~"

Mo Xingchen rolled his eyes and was too lazy to persuade him anymore. Old people are stubborn and unwilling to admit the fact that they are old.

Zefa stood up straight, took out a pair of obviously fashionable sunglasses from his arms, put them on his nose, and raised his eyebrows at Mo Xingchen.

"How about it! Isn't it handsome?"

Mo Xingchen looked at the sunglasses. This was the birthday gift he gave to Zefa last year. At that time, Uncle Zefa said that he was so old and was not suitable for such young things.

I didn't expect him to wear it today. Mo Xingchen also grinned, showing his big white teeth, and gave a thumbs up.

“So cool!!!”

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Chapter 110 Idols have their own filters

Zefa waited until everyone was on board the warship. He did not take the ladder, but jumped onto the deck.

Looking back at the group of young sailors on the warship, seeing these children, Zefa's heart was filled with motivation.

The three admirals of the Blue Generation have grown up, and the little monster Mo Xingchen leads the Seven Warlords of the Sea. He believes that the day when justice spreads across the sea will be in the near future.

Maybe by then, elderly people of the same generation as Sengoku, Garp, and Xiaohe will be able to put down their burdens, retire and enjoy their old age.

A smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he regained the spirit of the talented general in his youth, which complemented the sunglasses on his nose. Then he shouted loudly with all his strength:

"Young sailors! Your era is about to begin! Set sail! Set sail!!!"

"Woo~~"

The old warship sang the whistle from long ago in memory, accompanied by the blessings of the soldiers in the port, carrying the hope of the new era, and slowly sailed towards the gate of justice.

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On the warship, Zefa looked at Mo Xingchen lying on the beach chair, and his eyebrows twitched.

"I say, you little brat, can you please pay attention to your image in front of these juniors?"

Mo Xingchen pulled his sunglasses down a little with one finger, revealing his eyes. He looked at the new recruits around him, all of whom were looking at him enthusiastically, and asked casually:

"Soldier, am I behaving inappropriately?"

"Report to the General! No!"

The recruit who was being questioned raised his head and chest and saluted immediately, then answered loudly with excitement.

Mo Xingchen raised his eyebrows at Zefa and spread his hands.

Luo, who was standing behind Mo Xingchen with Chunjun on his back, tried hard to hold back his laughter, his body shaking like a sieve.

Seeing this, Zefa rolled his eyes and didn't want to pay any attention to them. He ran to the other side of the deck angrily, hoping to out of sight and out of mind.

This recruit did not intend to flatter, but all the recruits on the warship were in a state of extreme excitement.

The fact that Teacher Zefa was leading the team personally had already made them a little overwhelmed with happiness, but what they didn't expect was that the newly promoted general Mo Xingchen would also accompany them in this graduation examination.

The general was a god-like figure to them, so they would consciously imagine any action of Mo Xingchen.

For example, now they feel that Mo Xingchen's behavior is so unique, and he is extremely confident in his own strength. Compared with the serious teacher Zefa, he has a different style.

They now wish that a wave of pirates would appear immediately so that they could have a crushing defeat and show off in front of Teacher Zefa and General Mo Xingchen.

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During the next half month of sailing, they encountered several waves of pirates, but under Zefa's command, the recruits completed their tasks well.