The huge wave sweeping the anime world

At lunch time at noon, the naval recruits at the Second Training Ground were wolfing down their food in the cafeteria.

"Vashto, are you a human being? Why are you so cruel?"

Yue'er sat on the chair opposite to Vashto and asked with a look of despair.

The amount of training this morning was heavier than any he had ever done in the Navy branch. It was really pitiful for his little arms and legs.

It is really heartbreaking to think that a great swordsman like him has fallen to the point where he has to compete in physical strength with a group of animals with super endurance.

Although Vashto looked better than Yue'er, he was actually holding on with all his might. Although he had the healing bonus, the physical and mental fatigue from training was real.

"I told you a long time ago, I am an animal-type devil fruit user, my endurance is definitely better than yours, eat well, the day's training is only halfway through."

Vashto answered while putting the food into his mouth without caring.

...

At the top of the mountain, the sun was setting, and the face of every naval recruit was illuminated by the red glow left by the sun.

"Well, I told you right, didn't I? This is the most beautiful place to watch the sunset in the entire Navy Headquarters. You guys are lucky enough to have met the right person today."

Looking at the beautiful red scenery on the horizon, Lieutenant General Lyle spoke to the recruits who were carrying wooden stakes.

However, none of the recruits had the time to appreciate the beautiful scenery, and no one dared to continue the conversation with the instructor.

After a day of high-intensity training, everyone except Vashto wished they were dogs. At least dogs can stick their tongues out to dissipate heat during training.

And Vashto said all the words that could be used to curse Heisenberg in his mind, using his ancestors as a radius, specific biological weapons as tools, and thinking as the main means, radiating Heisenberg 360 degrees without blind spots.

Even though the other person and he were of the same soul, and essentially scolding him was scolding himself, Vashto still fabricated a complete family tree for him.

The reason for his anger was that the fur on his body did not dissipate heat, and even when he was motionless he would generate heat. The training just now was a triple test for him.

He was now sweating profusely, and not a single hair on his body was dry. The sweat gathered together on his body little by little, and then fell on the grass on the ground.

"Wago, Vice Admiral Lyle is a pervert who tortures navy recruits for fun. I wonder if the Navy Headquarters has a subsidy for torturing new recruits. Whoever tortures them the most will get the highest bonus."

It felt like there was a fire burning in Yue'er's throat, and he could feel bitterness and pain every time he opened his mouth.

But he still complained in a low voice to Vashto who was closest to him.

"Okay, don't be so tense. Today's training is over. Let's drink some of the Navy Headquarters' specialty water to replenish our energy."

Lieutenant General Lyle signaled to his soldiers to carry several buckets of water nearby and place them in front of the recruits.

Yue'er, who had been hungry and thirsty for a long time, took the lead, picked up the ladle in the bucket, and drank a big gulp of water like a thirsty ghost reincarnated.

"Drink slowly, don't choke."

"cough cough cough"

As soon as Vashto finished his caring words, Yue'er spat out the water he had just drunk, and kept coughing, trying to cough out all the water that had just entered his stomach.

Seeing this, the remaining recruits stopped what they were doing, fearing that this was a test of their patience by Lieutenant General Lyle, and they all stared at Yue Er motionlessly.

"Fuck you! Why is the water salty? Are you raising fish?"

After recovering from the shock, Yue Er blurted out swear words.

Lieutenant General Lyle was not angry. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and looked at the recruits.

"What's wrong with drinking some seawater? According to research by the Navy's Science Department, seawater contains a lot of salt, and you just sweated too much during training, so your body inevitably lost some nutrients. The most direct way is to drink some seawater to replenish it."

"Of course, you can rest assured that the sea water is still very pure. I am not so unscrupulous as to pour some waste into it."

"After all, I am your instructor, and I still have a sense of responsibility. Compared with those who do beastly things and refuse to admit it, I still stand on the moral and quality high ground."

Lieutenant General Lyle stared sharply at the few people holding water ladles who had not moved, threatening them to take the lead in drinking.

Seeing that everyone was hesitant, Vashto didn't wait for the person in front of him to make a decision, but directly put his head into the bucket and drank.

For the first time, I felt a favorable impression of Heisenberg. I was grateful to this Frankenstein for modifying the honey badger's shortcoming of not being able to drink sea water. Otherwise, he would pass out after drinking just two sips.

Lieutenant General Lyle watched with satisfaction as everyone, led by the leaders, began to drink sea water.

He rejected the idea of ​​seawater drowning training for naval recruits as too dangerous, so he settled for the next best option of having them drink seawater.

"Remember this smell. If you are fighting at sea and get thrown into the water by pirates one day, you won't be overwhelmed by the sea water and forget that you are still fighting against vicious pirates."

"At the same time, you must understand that as a navy, except for a few devil fruit users, contact with seawater is a common occurrence for you. Only by learning to live in peace with them can you ensure your own safety at sea."

Seeing that the water in the bucket had been almost finished, Lieutenant General Lyle picked up the loudspeaker hanging at his waist and shouted to the recruits.

"You have enjoyed the most beautiful sunrise in the world and drank the sweetest water in the Navy Headquarters. You should have had enough rest."

Lifting the log that was thrown on the ground with one hand, Lyle showed the smile that the recruits least wanted to see.

"What are you waiting for? These logs are the training equipment of the Navy Headquarters. You will use them during the morning exercises tomorrow. Carry them down the hill and disperse when you reach the training ground."

"Afterwards, you can eat if you want to, sleep if you want to, or do whatever you need to do. Oh, I almost forgot, leave that Vashto with me, I will take you for a physical examination later."

As soon as Lyle finished speaking, smiles finally appeared on everyone's faces. This perverted old guy finally let these young naval buds go.

Without waiting for the urging of the marines under Vice Admiral Lyle, the naval recruits couldn't wait to carry the logs and run to the foot of the mountain along the same route they had just come.

Yue Er, who complained the loudest, was among the fastest runners. With a yearning for freedom in his heart, his body burst out with tremendous energy.

However, it was Vashto who was running in the front, and he had left the first echelon of recruits a long distance away.

"Alright, alright, disband. People who know you will understand that you are new recruits in training, but those who don't know will definitely think you are rehabilitation joggers in a nursing home."

"I'm ashamed for you. I've never seen a worse running record than yours in this training ground."

"You are the worst batch of recruits I have ever led. The Navy is really no good. Each batch of recruits is worse than the last. In my opinion, instead of expecting you to save civilians, we might as well give them some weapons and equipment. I believe that those old men who are half buried in the ground can fight better than you."

Lieutenant General Lyle carried a log in one hand and a loud speaker in the other, shouting at the echelon of naval soldiers behind him.

Lyle did not choose to shout in front of Vashto, because if he shouted here, most of the new recruits behind him would not be able to hear him clearly.