Pirate Lava Behemoth

"The Navy is really rich. Looking at the building, I don't know how much it will cost." Malphite stood in front of the office building, looking at the building of Nuo Da, and couldn't help but sigh.

In his impression, the Navy Headquarters was not particularly big. At first, he thought it was just as big as a town. But when he stood here in person, he realized that some things would be beyond your imagination.

"Yes, the Navy Headquarters is really big. I really want to have my own office in this building." Malphite was shocked why someone was talking. Although he was not a strong person, his hearing was still fine and he never heard footsteps. But now the voice came from behind him, which surprised him.

"Oh, it's for the masters. Don't worry. There will definitely be an office for you in the future." Malphite shook his head. He felt that he was too nervous. This is the Navy Headquarters. Who dares to cause trouble here, except of course that man? .

"Hey, I'm lending you a favor, my name is Moby." As soon as Malphite turned his head, he saw a child about the same age as himself, looking at him gratefully.

"You don't need to thank me. Your strength will definitely make your dreams come true." Malphite looked at Moby seriously. Anyone who can approach him quietly should not be too bad. Although he didn't think of anyone in the navy. There is no one like Mobi, but there are so many elite lieutenant generals and so many generals, and it is impossible for him to remember them all.

"Hahaha, brother, you said that with my strength, I can still talk in the training camp, but if I go to the sea, I may not be able to face the pirates." Hearing Malphite's words, Moby was helpless. burst into laughter.

He is still very clear about his own strength. The Navy Headquarters training camp at Novo University has given him a lot of trouble. If he faced the pirates on the sea, he would really not be careful.

"Well, hello Moby, my name is Malphite." Moby had just introduced himself, and Malphite also started to introduce himself, and he extended his right hand to Moby.

"You are the Malphite who passed the third test." Moby was shocked, and for a moment he forgot to reach out and hold Malphite's hand.

Seeing him so surprised, Malphite nodded helplessly. If he had known that the third game would be against Garp, what a fool. If the bet hadn't been successful, he would have failed, okay? Such a test, he really I don't want to do it a second time.

"Brother Malphite, why are you so awesome? I couldn't even pass the second game, but you actually passed the third game. Now the navy is spreading your story." Moby looked at Malphite with admiration.

"What deeds?" Malphite curiously asked Moby. Now that he has deeds, isn't that too ostentatious? He is a time traveler. Can he tell this? Certainly not. Has it caused the Warring States Period? Wait until the top brass gets suspicious.

Before coming to the Navy Headquarters, he told Sim that he wanted to keep a low profile, but as soon as he arrived, he attracted the attention of the higher-ups and wondered whether he was seeking death.

"Well, the Navy now regards you as an idol. You insulted Navy heroes, scared female cadets to cry, and crippled other branches of the Navy." Moby said gloriously. Malphite's deeds were obviously bad things. Why did he do it? His expression was indeed as if he had received a great reward.

Malphite's face turned dark. Why are all the black names spread? His idol is a vomit, right? The reputation of a naval hero can be tarnished by a little sailor like you. Malphite thought of many bad things. Will anyone come? Find yourself a decisive battle. After all, you have insulted the naval hero. Will you be a street rat in the navy headquarters in the future?

He raised his head and looked at the sky above the Navy Headquarters. Do he want to escape and become a pirate? But is that kind of life what he wants?

No, no, you can't escape, stick to it, no matter what the reputation is, I am me, I am just me, I only care about me

Thinking of this, he lowered his head, his eyes full of energy. Now that he had decided, he could not escape. He remembered what he still had to do, and looked at Moby hurriedly and asked.

"Moby, do you know which direction the training ground is? I'm lost," he said nonchalantly. There were still things he needed to solve, and now was not the time for small talk.

"Oh, it's right over there." Moby pointed to a place on the left side of the office building. Murphy nodded, thanked him, and ran towards the training ground.

"Why are you so anxious? Could it be that Malphite, he is very interested in today's battle with the thirteen Nanhai Branch Marine Challenge Officer Training Camp students." Moby looked at Malphite's back, thinking with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Wait, Malphite seems to be the second lieutenant of the Nanhai branch." Moby suddenly realized something and hurriedly chased Malphite's back towards the naval training ground.

Ain had already arrived at the training ground for a while. He was looking for Malphite in many academies, but he couldn't find him after searching for a long time.

"Reporting to the Marine Training Camp, 13 Marines will be tested to participate in the Marine Advanced Assessment." A major walked up to Zefa and reported. His voice was so loud that the officers and students who were resting around him could hear it very clearly.

"Their name information" Zefa nodded and looked at the colonel instructor.

"They are from the Nanhai branch, and their names are Mocha and Kusi." He reported the names of the thirteen sailors, and at this time, 13 people were walking over from where he came.

They all had considerable injuries on their bodies, and each one was covered with bandages, but their eyes were extremely determined. Even Ain, who was looking for Malphite, was attracted to him. He couldn't help but feel helpless when looking at these people. The God was stunned.

The same goes for many academies. They have seen people who came to challenge them before, but those people were very powerful in appearance. Why do the people they face now look a little thin and disabled?

"It's them" Zefa asked, looking at the colonel in confusion.

"Well, they joined the general training camp a week ago, and their bodies were seriously injured at that time. I didn't let them come originally, but their firm eyes made me shaken. I asked the chief instructor to issue a punishment." Colonel Looking at Zefa bowing, he was really selfish this time. He saw his past self in that group of people.

"Let's talk about it later." Zefa shook his head helplessly. Something unusual has always happened recently. Originally, there were only a few people participating in the battle to advance each year, but now 13 people came at once. I don't know what it was. question.

Mocha led everyone to Zefa, his eyes full of determination.

"Reporting to the Chief Instructor, Second Lieutenant Malphite of the Nanhai Branch, Mocha is here to participate in the promotion assessment." Mocha saluted, and then the next person behind him still introduced his identity in a loud voice.

"Malphite" Zefa was stunned when he heard the name. He didn't expect that these thirteen sailors were the subordinates of that brat.

"It turns out it's that guy. You disabled people, please go back quickly. Don't waste the navy's resources, trash." Before Zefa could speak, he heard someone from the small team start to taunt a few people. His face turned bad. But before he could speak, the man continued.

"Report to the Chief Instructor, Team 13 is willing to be their opponent and tell them to get out of here." The man's voice was loud, and then [-] people from Team [-] came out one after another. They were all very big and looked like they had been training regularly. Compared to those who are physically strong, Mocha Thirteen is old, weak, sick and disabled.

"If you lose, you will go to the freshmen training camp and you will not be allowed to return to the official training ground for three years." Zefa said dissatisfiedly to the member of the fifteenth team.

He dislikes such people very much. Whether it is because he encountered people who suppressed him when he was a child, or whether the 13 people in front of him were injured because he trained hard to fight pirates, he does not want such people to affect the teaching atmosphere here. Most of the people who graduate still become officials. Such people are not suitable.

"What if we win?" The student hesitated for a moment and then said it. He was originally unhappy with Malphite, but now his men dared to provoke them, which made many people in their small group feel uncomfortable. They felt comfortable, so they volunteered to come out. They were a little shaken when they heard Zefa's punishment, but he still said it. After all, punishment must be matched with reward.

"If you win, I will personally make a training plan for you." Zefa said unhappily. He thought that even if these 13 people lost, he could sharpen the minds of these brats.

"Okay." The student from Team [-] nodded, and then walked towards Mocha and the others.

"Wait a minute." Malphite had just rushed back to the naval training ground when he heard the words of the fifteenth team member just now. He felt that the man's voice seemed a bit familiar, as if he was scolding himself outside when he was asleep, but he did not get angry but Walked in front of Zefa.

"Reporting to the Chief Instructor, Malphite of the Navy Headquarters has improved now. Please return to the team." He saluted Zefa. Ain reacted when he saw his return and hurried to Malphite's side.

"Report, Teacher Zefa, Malphite is still very weak and not suitable for training." Ain reported to Zefa.

"Trash, just go back and recuperate." The members of Team [-] said with displeasure. When Malphite heard his words, he looked at him with murderous eyes.

The 13 Mocha people also saw Malphite trying to say hello, but the man's words immediately made them angry.

"You can say that, Lieutenant Malphite." Moka looked at the man angrily, his eyes filled with fighting intent.

"Well, you rest first." Zefa looked at Murphy and nodded, and then asked everyone to separate, and then thirteen fighting spaces were left, with Mocha and the fifteenth team facing each other one by one.

"Report, instructor Zefa, if Mocha and the others win, will there be any physical reward?" Malphite saluted Zefa again. He had heard what the fifteen teams said before, so he also fought for Mocha and the others. .

"Yes, including your share." After saying this, Zefa stared at the thirteen battlefields.