I'm Not Interested In The Pirate

On the training camp square.

"First one, York."

A man with short purple hair, glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a roll call list in his hand is none other than the former Navy Admiral Zefa!

This man, who is over fifty and still energetic, is the commander-in-chief of the entire training camp and the chief officer of these soldiers participating in the elite naval training camp!

Zefa's life is full of ups and downs. He was originally the world government's highest combat force and a general in the navy. Because of his powerful armed color and domineering, he was called the "black-armed" Zefa. He defeated countless pirates in his life, but never killed him. The former admiral of the Navy Headquarters who is known as "the one who will not kill" any enemy...

But just like that, it was because of his non-killing character and his kindness that his wife and children were all injured by cruel pirates. This made Zefa disheartened and voluntarily resigned from his position as general and came here. On an isolated island, he taught his students... However, Zefa may not have thought that the cruelty of this world to him has just begun...

The subsequent blows made him more miserable than the death of his wife and children...

"Ze...Hello, Teacher Zefa, my name is York, I am 21 years old, and I am good at shaving and moon steps among the six postures."

A man with slightly dark skin bowed to Zefa and introduced his situation after hearing his name.

"exhibit……"

Zefa casually glanced at the man's muscles and already had a general understanding of the man's strength, but he still needed to know to what extent the man had mastered the six postures.

"Okay, Teacher Zefa."

The man nodded repeatedly and then performed the six moves in front of Zefa.

"The leg strength is okay, but the explosive power is not enough, and the upper body strength is not enough... Grade C."

After watching York's presentation, Teacher Zefa gave his own evaluation.

"Thank you, teacher!"

York quickly bowed to thank him, and Zefa's evaluation of him was spot-on, just two words!

"Well, next, Thomson..."

Zefa nodded gently and called the next person expressionlessly.

The student whose name was called came forward to show off, while all the other students stood quietly aside, waiting patiently for their teacher, former Navy Admiral Zefa, to call his name.

This kind of roll call system is different from the previous one, where after the name is called, the call is over.

The students named by Zefa must introduce themselves in front of all the students, tell what they are good at, and show it to Zefa and other students.

This system is so that Zefa can better understand each person's level and formulate training tasks for each person.

The evaluation given by Zefa is not static. It will continue to change as the training continues. In the end, students who can get an A in the final assessment are students who are allowed to graduate. Students who do not get an A will also After leaving the training camp, although they will not be awarded a diploma, they will also be given a certificate of completion, proving that they have trained in Zefa's training camp, and then return to various branches of the Navy. Although they may not have graduated because of their talents, It will also be a combat force that cannot be underestimated.

By the way, not every class has students who can graduate... Although theoretically the ten strongest people in the training camp can get an A rating, but if Zefa is dissatisfied with these people, then he has No power is given to anyone. On a relatively equal basis, if there are people with outstanding performance in this class, and twenty or thirty of them are good, then Zefa can make an exception and graduate everyone who meets his expectations.

"Ah... so boring~"

Just as everyone here was excited about showing themselves in front of Teacher Zefa, and wanted to show their best side, among the students who received the highest evaluation, only one person sat on the sofa like an uncle. On the bed, he looked at a man with two legs and yawned from time to time.

"Is this guy from our training camp too?"

Everyone looked at Yiwen whose painting style was incompatible with theirs... and felt speechless.

"Cut~"

Yiwen, who was looked at like a giant panda by everyone, looked at her with disdain, like a bunch of ignorant guys...

As the names of the students were called one by one, Yiwen felt that she was about to fall asleep, mainly because she was so bored... There was no one among these so-called elite students who could catch his eye. …

But it’s no wonder that there are three people at the same time as Ewen, one is named Shanks, the other is named Marshall D. Teach...

There is also Bucky, who has the title of great god. He is a man who can compete with, or even slightly surpass, Usopp, who is also a god!

Oh, by the way, Kaido is, strictly speaking, his same generation as Ewen.

"Next, Smoker."

Zefa looked at the roster in his hand and nodded.

"Hello, Teacher Zefa, my name is Smoker. I am 18 years old and good at all six moves."

Smoker stood in front of Zefa and said excitedly that the former Navy Admiral Zefa the Black Wrist was his idol, and at this moment he was actually standing in front of his idol at such a close distance. This was really cool. Already...

"All six moves? Interesting kid, show off."

Zefa closed the roster in his hand. He looked at Smoker's muscles that had obviously been worked hard and smiled. From the muscles on Smoker's body, he could already tell that Smoker's combat power far exceeded that of the same period.

"Shave, iron block, paper painting, moon steps, languid feet, finger gun..."

Smoker showed all the six moves he had learned in front of Zefa without reservation.

"Strength! Speed! Can even the iron block reach this level?" Zefa looked at the strength displayed by Smoker and nodded gently, "At this level, he can definitely go to the branch and become a major. After a while, With additional training, you can be awarded a diploma.”

"Teacher...how am I?"

After finishing the practice, Smoker wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked sideways at Zefa beside him.

"Whether it's speed or strength, Smog, you are a well-deserved A. I even see a bit of your senior brothers in you."

Zefa looked at Smoker with a smile on his face. There was no doubt that Smoker was a genius, and he was the hardest working type among geniuses. But...it was a pity that Zefa could not see it in Smoker. The ability to break shackles...

Maybe even if Smoker works hard all his life, he may not be able to catch up to the level of Sakaski, Porusalino, Kuzan and others...

But who can say for sure?If you don't have this talent now, it never means you won't have it in the future.

Smoker's future...

"Thank you."

Smoker bowed vigorously towards Zefa, he... Smoker!The only A in the game!

"Isn't it amazing?"

"After all, he is the only A-level student in the room."

A group of elite academies were talking about Smoker looking at his muscular body.

"That's it..."

Yiwen changed into a comfortable position and sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette for herself, and started smoking, feeling so free and comfortable.

"Cough...cough..."

The cloud of mist that Yi Wen spit out made several members of the surrounding elite navy training camp cough.

This caused several students to look at you angrily, "We want to see what kind of evaluation you can get."

"My assessment? That must be an F..."

Yiwen looked at the students who were pressing towards him very confidently.

"F? Is there such a grade? Isn't the lowest grade E?"

After listening to Yiwen's words, all the students frowned. A is excellent, B is good, C is passing, D is failing, E is ready for elimination... F is a hammer grade?

"F...freedom, symbolizes freedom."

Yiwen threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stamped it out with her luxurious big slippers, and said with a smile.