Pirate: I became famous in the era of Rocks!

In the evening, Aizen arrived at Zefa's house under the leadership of a guard.

Originally, He wanted to send him back in person, but Aizen refused after thinking about it, not wanting to trouble her too much.

What we entered was a two-story small villa with snow-white walls, beautifully carved railings, colorful flowers, and the surrounding environment was also very beautiful, which showed how well the admiral was treated.

But apart from Zefa's residence, there were only a few scattered houses around.

'Maybe it was the death of Zefa's family that alerted the navy and made them realize that the families of senior generals need to be protected...' Aizen thought.

When you open the door, you will see simple furniture and furnishings. The floor is very clean. Apart from the necessary furnishings, there are no extra facilities in the living room.

Judging from the layout and furnishings of the room, it seems that the owner of this house lives a very simple life and is not someone who pursues enjoyment.

Because Zefa was away, he didn't tell Aizen which room to sleep in in advance, and Aizen was too embarrassed to wander around the house.

So Aizen just sat on the sofa and stopped moving.

Time passed little by little, the clock on the wall was ticking, and Aizen soon became sleepy.

Aizen fell asleep unconsciously.

When he woke up again, he saw Zefa's dejected figure with sleepy eyes.

Zefa opened the door in a daze. Just as he was about to open the refrigerator and get a bottle of wine, he suddenly realized that Aizen was still in the house.

Zefa quickly put the wine back into the refrigerator, then quietly walked towards Aizen.

"Uncle, drinking at night is not good for your health." Aizen said softly.

Hearing this, Zefa was also a little embarrassed, "Sorry, I woke you up..."

"No, no, I woke up naturally."

Zefa suddenly thought that he hadn't arranged a room for Aizen, so he rushed up to the second floor.

Then I saw Zefa walking down from the second floor holding a pile of unknown books and mountains of manuscript paper.

"Come, come, I'll take you to your room." Zefa threw the book in his arms to the corner of the living room, and hurriedly took Aizen's hand and ran up to the second floor.

When we arrived on the second floor, we saw three rooms next to each other. The first room had a wooden desk and a particularly large bookshelf. Aizen speculated that this should be Zefa's study.

Then there is the second room, which only has a bed, a clothes rack with a few clothes, and a wardrobe.

Zefa led Aizen to the third room. After entering the room, Aizen found that this room was even simpler than Zefa's room.

There is only one bed, and it is a bed with only a bed board.

The dust marks on the bed board and the square blanks reminded me of the pile of books that Zefa carried down just now.

Aizen immediately understood what this place was usually used for.

Seeing the furnishings in the room like this, Zefa also scratched his head in embarrassment,

"Because I used to live alone, so there are not many things here, but someone should deliver them in a while."

As he said that, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Zefa hurried downstairs and opened the door.

Afterwards, orderly soldiers walked in carrying furniture one by one, holding bedding and so on.

Aizen silently looked at a room that was basically empty and turned into a cozy hut in just five minutes.

After setting up the room, the orderlies and Zefa gave a report and left.

"You can live here from now on. I'm next door. If you need anything, call me." Zefa said.

"Okay, thank you, uncle." Aizen said softly.

Afterwards, Zefa still wanted to say something to write, but the words came to his lips, and he couldn't say them again.

After struggling for a while, Zefa finally choked out a sentence, "Go to bed early, kid."

Aizen nodded, then lay down on the bed obediently and covered himself with a quilt.

Seeing this, Zefa slowly closed the door and left quietly.

……

In the early morning, Aizen suddenly woke up from his sleep, and he dreamed about that day again.

Aizen wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, looked at the strange room, and fell into speechlessness.

It was still dark outside, and the clock on the wall was ticking. Aizen looked at the time on the clock, which was five o'clock in the morning.

After being silent for a while, Aizen got up, got dressed, and walked out of the room.

After walking out of the door, Aizen suddenly discovered that the light in Zefa's study was still on.

Aizen quietly walked to the door of Zefa's study and saw Zefa lying unconscious on the desk.

Looking at the empty wine bottles scattered all over the floor, and the photos of Fina and Lanche tightly held in Zefa's hands, and Zefa's red and swollen eye sockets.

Aizen then understood what happened here last night.

Aizen left quietly, then went to Zefa's room to hug the quilt.

Aizen walked quietly to Zefa, put the quilt on him, and then slowly retreated.

Before leaving, Aizen closed the door of the study room.

Aizen came to the first floor, found the bathroom, washed his face briefly, and went out.

Aizen strolled in the square of Marineland, watching groups of soldiers running past while shouting slogans.

Breathing the moist, earthy air in the morning, he finally had some sense of reality about the world.

As he walked, Aizen noticed that there were fewer and fewer buildings around him, followed by more trees.

Looking at the mountain and the dense forest in front of him, Aizan speculated that this should be the back mountain of the Navy Headquarters.

It took more than ten minutes for Aizen to climb to the top of the mountain.

There happened to be a huge rock on the top of the mountain, and Aizen sat on it, looking down from a high place on this "holy place" in the hearts of the navy.

Looking down from a high place, the groups of soldiers training seemed like ants.

But the majestic city wall in the distance is even more majestic, and the word justice is still clearly visible.

Aizen sat quietly on the stone and called out in his mind.

"system."

"Yes, host."

"Open the character panel."

"Yes."

After that, a ray of light shot out from the depths of his mind, forming a translucent panel in his mind.

"The current host information is as follows.

Name: Aizen

Bloodline: Otsutsuki

Power value: 50 (ordinary navy: 10)

Weapon: A fine short blade

Skills: Sharingan (Three Magatama), Genjutsu - Phantom Nirvana Jutsu

World strategy progress: 2%"

"System, check the balance of time and space coins and the number of draws."

"Ding~ The current balance of space-time coins is 1000, and you will get a silver draw."

After Aizen thought for a moment, he said: "Conduct a silver lottery."

Having said that, an ancient roulette wheel suddenly appeared in Aizen's mind.

The roulette turned quickly, and finally the pointer stayed on a red space.

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the red quality weapon: Asahi (from the world of the anime 'Reaper')"

"Extract?"

Aizen looked around and found that there was no one around, so he said: "Extract."

As soon as he finished speaking, a long object emitting white light floated in front of Aizen.

As Lan Ran held his hand up, the white light gradually dissipated, and the shapeless object gradually turned into a Tang knife.