Comic series: Starting from Pirates to Cultivate the True Self

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.

Fire and blood are always the catalysts for the growth of the army, so this batch of recruits, who are usually described by Zefa as "the worst batch I have ever led", have also won his recognition.

Confidence and justice were gradually reflected in this group of rookies. The only thing that made Zefa a little regretful was that they did not encounter a wave of strong enemies that these recruits could not handle.

Because the navy can't always be smooth sailing in the process of catching pirates. If there are only victories, it will also make these recruits feel conceited.

It may not matter in the short term, but if it continues for a long time and an accident occurs, their lives will be lost.

It would be a good thing if they could have a controllable failure and experience it. After all, every excellent army is forged through failure.

Of course, Zefa didn't intend to force such a thing deliberately, and Ping An is also a good choice.

Mo Xingchen was also very puzzled at this time. The one-month training assessment was about to end, but why hadn't he encountered a strong enemy yet?

Isn't it this period? Then the time is wrong. What should I do? I can't come to every assessment.

It's also very strange. You said you cut off one of Zefa's arms, so why didn't you just kill them all? There is no surveillance on the sea.

The reaction of the navy was also strange. Such a big thing had happened to Zephyr, there was no reason why Marshal Sengoku would not give orders to search for this pirate with all his strength.

Just as Mo Xingchen was daydreaming, a new soldier quickly ran to Zefa to report.

"Reporting to the commander, there is a small boat 10 nautical miles southeast with two people on it asking for help."

"Stay alert and take a closer look."

"Yes, sir!"

When the warship slowly approached the small boat, Zefa also came to the guardrail of the warship and looked at the two people on the boat, a young fat man who looked very burly, and a short and ugly old woman.

It was Edward Wilbur, the Second Whitebeard, and his mother, Bagingom Stussy.

At this time, Wilbu had no bounty, so Zefa didn't know him. As for Bakin, he wasn't a famous pirate, and now he was so old,

Zefa didn't recognize them at first, but based on his years of intuition, he felt that these two people were not good people.

At this time, Bakin recognized Zephyr, the former admiral of the navy. Her plan to lure the warship over, have Wilbu snatch it, and then sail into the New World to find Whitebeard was abandoned.

"Sir, we are villagers from Ghana Island. We went out to sea to find the child's father, but we encountered a shipwreck.

Can you give us some water and food?"

Zefa frowned as he looked at the two miserable people. The main reason was that the young man's crescent-shaped beard was too suggestive. However, Zefa didn't doubt that he really had any relationship with Whitebeard because of this.

Just as she was about to speak, the young man spoke to the woman in a naive way:

"Mom, didn't you tell me to kill them, seize the warship, and then go find Dad? Why is what you said now different from what you said just now?"

Zefa's face turned very interesting when he heard this, and he looked down at the two of them.

"Hehe, please start your performance."

"Idiot, shut up!"

With a look of horror, Bakin used the cane in his hand to hit Wilbur's head hard, then turned to Zefa and gave him a flattering smile.

"Um....Mr. Navy, this kid has a bad brain since he was young. He always likes to talk nonsense. Please don't bother with him."

“Are you villagers from Ghana Island?”

"Yeah."

"Then tell me, what town and street do you live in? What is the name of the child's father?"

Zefa asked continuously with an amused look on his face.

“This…ah…this…”

Bakin hesitated for a long time without answering. Knowing that she had been exposed, she lowered her head and growled in Wilbur's ear.

"Son! Kill them!"

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