Pirate Lava Behemoth

The two walked side by side to the Nanhai branch port. Malphite saw a total of ten warships parked there, and one of the relatively new-looking warships was being cleaned.

"Malphite, this warship is a gift from me. Of course, the thirteen sailors on it will also follow you to the Navy Headquarters. They have succeeded in capturing Kamo this time, and they will also enter the Navy Headquarters to study. However, Being in the navy team is different from the officer team you are in." Sim said, pointing to the warship being cleaned.

When Malphite heard this, his expression immediately turned bad. These 13 people had been injured just now, and they should have a good rest now instead of accompanying him to the Navy headquarters. Even for their own sake, they should not set off at this time.

"I don't want them to be injured by the Kamo Pirates and are now weak mentally and physically. I don't want you to let them accompany me to the Navy Headquarters." Malphite said to Sim with a serious face. I feel that Sim must have asked those people to follow him, so they did this.

This world is mortal. Travelers like Malphite and others may die at any time, not to mention these sailors. Although they have been treated now, they will still die if they don't take good care of themselves.

"Haha, Brother Malphite, do you think I arranged for them to accompany you? You are overthinking it. They all voluntarily followed you to the Navy Headquarters. Don't worry, I have given them the necessary recuperation drugs." Medicines, and the way to the headquarters is the official road, so there is no danger." Sim looked at Malphite's serious look and suddenly felt funny. He also found a good one for the thirteen sailors. Commander and happy.

It has to be said that Fukuda's escape made it difficult for the thirteen sailors to accept anyone else as their commander. They were afraid that in the next battle, the commander would still escape and they would become abandoned sons.

Although most sailors in the pirate world are cannon fodder, not all sailors are cannon fodder. They know that they are weak and cannot save the world by their own strength, but they are willing to rely on their own lives and their weak strength in exchange for peace. .

This time, only 13 people in their team survived, but they exchanged for the demise of a large pirate group, allowing this sea area to gain peace for a period of time.

When Malphite heard Sim's words, his face became even uglier. He is very weak now. Even if he takes the official road, he may encounter some swollen pirates. Will he be able to protect them then? Malphite begins to doubt himself. , his strength is not very strong, it may not be difficult for him to escape, but what should he do with thirteen sailors?

Sim saw Malphite's face getting more and more ugly and shook his head. Why didn't he know the situation of these thirteen sailors? Even if they arrived at the navy headquarters safely, would he be able to withstand such training? But there is no way, then The marines no longer trust their superiors, and only Malphite can gain their trust.

He waved to the warship, and a lame sailor came over. His injury was the least serious among the 13 people.

"Report to Colonel Sim, Lieutenant Malphite, and Marine Moka. There is something to report." The Marine immediately saw Malphite's bad expression. He knew that it must be because of their affairs, so he took the initiative to report.

There was a hint of joy on Sim's face. As the top executive officer of the navy branch, how could he not guess what Mocha was thinking and pretend to be serious.

"Tell me, what's the matter"

When Malphite saw Sim waving to the people on the boat, he thought he was trying to help him persuade the sailors, so he simply raised his head and looked at Mocha.

"Report, I, Mocha, and my twelve sailor colleagues on the warship are willing to go to the Navy Headquarters with Lieutenant Malphite to participate in study and training. For the sake of the justice of the Navy, we will go through fire and water. Please do not hesitate to invite the Lieutenant on board. The warship is ready." Mocha He saluted the two of them, then staggered back to the warship.

Sim looked at Mocha's back and nodded. He was very satisfied with Mocha's report.

Because Moka's report was full of initiative, and the last salute ended, Malphite still wanted to reject their idea, so he could only board the warship and lead thirteen sailors to the headquarters.

"Lieutenant Malphite, I look forward to your change next time you come back." Sim led all the sailors from the South China Sea Branch to watch Malphite off at the port. Everyone looked at the direction of their warship and saluted.

"Colonel Sim, I'll have tea with you when I have time." He said to Sim, Malphite saluted, and the thirteen remaining soldiers behind him also saluted Sim, and then the warship sailed out of the South China Sea branch.

Officially headed towards the official road to the Navy Headquarters.

Malphite stood on the deck and looked at the calm sea, sighing helplessly. Although he wanted to join the navy, entering in such a grand manner really felt like a dream.

Thinking of the three generals, Warring States, Zefa, Garp, Taotu and other strong men, his condition was not good.

"It's really annoying. There are still so many powerful people in the navy at this time. How come the three generals can't defeat them? Kapuzefa is still in his prime during the Warring States period, and the back-up generals are also core. How can we play?" Malphite whispered He murmured, the navy is now in extremely good shape, the three generals are almost formed, the Warring States people are still top strong, Taotu and other backup generals, and there are many elite lieutenant generals, mainly because his God's perspective is useless.

The current timeline is too early, and it is very difficult to make military achievements. Most of the pirates are just fish, and the navy is recharging its strength. He really can't find anything to do except improve his strength in the headquarters. Besides, he doesn't have any How have you ever thought about how to improve your strength at the Navy Headquarters?

"By the way, Navy Six." Malphite was still thinking about how to improve his strength with a frown, but suddenly he thought of Navy Six.

"Can I learn shaving, moon steps, paper painting, iron blocks, finger guns, slender feet, and return of life?" Malphite looked at his little hands and feet and sighed helplessly.

Learning the Sixth Form requires extremely strong physical fitness. Although he has merged with the stone man's soul, his physical fitness is really not that good. He may only be a little stronger than ordinary people. Malphite is helpless about this. The Sixth Form is not currently capable. Learned.

"It seems that the only thing I can do is improve my physical fitness. I hope the training at the Navy Headquarters will not be the same as the military training in college, otherwise I won't be able to stand it." Moffett recalled when he was still Wade. At that time, the military training in college was really uncomfortable. ah

"Lieutenant, what's going on?" Malphite's strange behavior made the sailors on the warship very concerned. They were very puzzled as to why a man stood on the deck for several hours, doing nothing except occasionally talking to himself. He didn't even move his steps.

"Looking at the appearance of the second lieutenant, he must be training. After all, we can't understand the training methods of strong men. Maybe it's the training battle between naval officers that makes Instructor Malphite feel great pressure." Mocha touched his chin and said, he just Several other sailors nodded.

"Yes, Navy officials train for battles, which are much more difficult than ours. Although Lieutenant Malphite is powerful, he will definitely lose. After all, I have never heard of anyone winning in a battle, but the final prize is also great. It's tempting." Another sailor nodded when he heard Mocha's words, and then said seriously.

"Hey, what battles and rewards are you talking about?" Malphite's voice reached the ears of several sailors who were whispering.

"Ah, Ensign, why are you here?" Several people were shocked, talking behind their backs that naval officials must be punished. Although they were in awe of Malphite, they could still avoid punishment if they could.

"Oh, it's okay, you continue talking, I'll listen." Malphite saw worried looks on several people's faces, comforting them while gesturing for them to continue.

"Okay, ensign." Several sailors saluted, and then continued talking about naval training, but this time they were very serious.

"The naval officer battle is a test conducted by Chief Instructor Zefa to test each branch and the navy who are promoted from ordinary sailors. Every new person who joins the navy headquarters must face the test, especially the navy officers. They have to face the test. For Instructor Zefa’s students and the officers of various branches who joined the navy before him, they will face the punishment of hell if they lose one game. Those who lose two games will be demoted to ordinary naval training. If they lose the third game, they will face lifelong imprisonment. The punishment of the marine soldier is not promotion." The marine soldier said to Malphite with a serious face.

Hearing this, a black line appeared on Malphite's face. What the hell is a test? The punishment in hell is to train as an ordinary sailor and be a little sailor for the rest of his life. Oh my God, what the hell is this?

Seeing Malphite's displeased expression, several sailors hurriedly spoke, but because it was too noisy, they assigned Mocha to speak.

"Of course, although the punishment is strong, the rewards are also very good. If you win one game, you can get one of the six styles of your choice. If you win the second game, you will be able to join Teacher Zefa's apprentice class and become his true disciple. Disciple, if you win the third game, you can ask Instructor Zefa to grant you a request, or you can ask him to help you realize a wish, even if it is a devil fruit, but no one has ever been able to win two games, let alone three. Now, I feel extremely happy for those who can pass the test, from each branch or from the navy training." Moka said very seriously, Teacher Zefa's test was too terrifying. Of course, this is for their navy. Officials, but it's not that scary for them.

"Oh, three wins?" Malphite held his chin and thought. Zefa's approach can effectively restrain nepotism, and also allow the truly capable people in the navy to get a better education, but for him, being able to win One game?

Malphite began to doubt himself. The officials of the Navy Headquarters were not weak, and the punishment was too high. He had to use all his strength to deal with it.