Pirate Ninja Arrival

Warring States' words were astonishing, and he removed the new recruit camp from the navy in one sentence.

Moreover, everyone in Canteen No. 1 looked indifferent, as if this was still a tacit fact.

Without giving Mo Yan a chance to ask further questions, Sengoku continued to speak earnestly: "You can think of the new barracks as Malinfando's training ground, a training room for the navy families that Marinefando has accumulated over the years.

The people who really manage this place are the many families on Malinfando.

The decision to transfer you to classes 4, 5, and 6 was the result of discussions among these families, as was the 1000 million beli limit.

Not many people knew about your relationship with Garp before you came today.

I said this, do you understand?”

do you understand

The final words are understood.

He understood the painstaking efforts of the Warring States Period.

No wonder.

The Sengoku Council placed the discussion location in Canteen No. 1. This was entirely to build momentum for him. I believe that tomorrow, the news that he is Garp, the grandson of the Sengoku Council, will spread throughout Marineland.

No wonder.

The Warring Nations conscripted him into an elite training camp with almost zero benefits. In fact, this was forcing the family behind the new camp. After learning about Mo Yan's background, in order not to lose this humanoid plug-in, they would definitely offer a sky-high price to make Mo Yan change his mind. .

Obviously during the Warring States Period, he was always thinking about himself, but he

Full of guilt, Mo Yan whispered: "I'm sorry, Warring States, Grandpa Warring States, it was my fault."

The voice was very low, and even the most powerful general-level officers couldn't hear the meaning clearly when they were far away.

But Warring States, who was the closest, naturally heard it clearly.

Warring States smiled, stroking his braided beard, and said cheerfully: "Now that we've talked about it, let's talk about what you originally planned to do."

Mo Yan scratched the fat rice on his head and said: "Well, I plan to open a new class again, and then, Grandpa Warring States, you will choose those with great potential and strong family backgrounds. Hehe, the specific training plan has been made. Today came unexpectedly I didn’t bring it, look.”

"Okay, go back and wait for the news. Call me grandpa, and I will take care of the rest for you." Warring States turned to Joke and said, "Follow this kid back and get the training plan back."

Mo Yan's face lit up with joy when he heard the words, and then he thought of something and stopped talking.

"If you have any other requests, let's discuss them together." Warring States waved his hand.

The generosity made Mo Yan a little bit difficult to say.

"Hey, I have two unkind invitations." Mo Yan licked his lips in embarrassment: "The three boys in my dormitory, oh by the way, and Nian Shuimu, a three-year recruit, are also arranged to join the new recruits. "The class"

"Well, there's another one."

"Also, the first phase of personnel is tentatively set at 30 people. Too many people will delay my training."

"No more requirements, right?"

"No, that's it. Hey, that's it."

"Okay, your class is tentatively designated as Class 31 for the first year of recruits. There is still half a year before the recruit competition. Don't embarrass me, old man, okay?" Warring States also made a condition that was not a requirement.

Mo Yan blinked, thinking deeply.

The recruit competition is held at the end of each year. The lowest-ranked class in the same year selects five students to challenge the class with the next highest ranking. The winning class can continue to challenge upwards.

Until the final ranking of all classes is determined, instructors and students will receive different rewards based on their rankings.

The class that Mo Yan is about to lead is Class 31, so if he wants to win first place, he must defeat the previous 30 classes one after another. This is not an easy task.

He didn’t shirk it immediately, but carefully asked: “Can I play?”

"You are an instructor now, what do you think?" Zhan Guo smiled so hard that people wanted to punch him.

Mo Yan rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.

The Warring States Period has posed a problem for itself.

"Then I'll do my best. Grandpa Warring States Period, you have to arrange a few more geniuses for me, otherwise I'll probably be in trouble." Mo Yan said.

"Haha, I'm looking forward to it. Let's go back and wait for the good news."

Mo Yan once again said goodbye to Warring States politely, and then left the cafeteria under the gaze of many curious eyes in Canteen 1. The main body walked towards the recruits' dormitory, while the six shadow clones headed towards the playground at No. 6.

The last batch of private tutoring classes is due in one day, so this chakra cannot be wasted.

Jiao Ke followed Mo Yan a few steps behind and stared straight ahead without any desire to speak.

The two of them were silent all the way.

After getting the documents, Jock nodded lightly, turned and left, which could be said to be extremely cold.

Thinking about it carefully, in addition to conveying the invitation of the Warring States Period during the meeting, it was also when the last words were roaring about the Warring States Period that Jiao Ke, with his paralyzed face, spoke out to refute.

"This kind of person definitely doesn't have many friends." Mo Yan guessed.

He glanced at the commissioned task again. He was not prompted to complete it, but the countdown had stopped.

I think I need to wait until I actually take office before it is officially completed. This is not important. What is important is that this young master no longer needs to wear women's clothes.

It was really a big relief.

After letting go of the big stone in his heart, Mo Yan's first thought was to go to playground No. 3 and have a good time. The other six shadow clones couldn't stand the squeeze of those people.

After practicing until eleven o'clock in the night, Mo Yan smoothly let out the news that the auction would be canceled this month.

After hearing the news, the private tutoring class exploded.

Whoever uses the Moyanpai plug-in knows it, so I can’t bear to part with it at all.

Most of them immediately begged and wanted to know the reason. After spending many days together, they all knew that Mo Yan had to smooth over the soft and hard.

Unable to withstand everyone's pleading, Mo Yan thought about it and felt that there was nothing to hide about Class 31, so he explained the reason to everyone.

At that time, there was an explosion underneath.

"Boss Mo Yan, you have become an instructor."

"It's so awesome, Boss Moyan"

"No, Boss Mo Yan, you just left like this, what should we do?"

"Are the seats in Class 31 for sale? How much do I pay for one?"

"If I serve as an instructor for Boss Hao Moyan, then the class quota cannot keep changing, right?"

"I want to buy one too"

"There's me and there's me"

"Are the seats for the new class based on a fixed price, or are they still auctioned?"

"If it were still an auction, it would be difficult for us to win over those three classes."

"Boss Mo Yan, can we make an appointment with you first?"

"Yes, boss, book one for me too." Sniper Bei also got involved.

A group of people were noisy, and Mo Yan was very irritated, but he couldn't get angry directly, so he loudly said: "I am not responsible for the affairs of Class 31 now, it is Grandpa Warring States who is making preparations.

So instead of wasting time with me, you might as well go back to your parents, there are only thirty places, first come, first served."