Pirate: I'll take a look at the 50/50 score

Time goes by, the sun and the moon overlap.

Naval Headquarters, Marin Vando.

There are countless large warships docked in the huge harbor.

Many warships have just gone to sea, and at the same time, several warships have returned to the port of Marinefando.

Behind the harbor is a wide central square, and beyond this is the tower of the Navy Headquarters.

Those who can work and live here are famous generals in the navy.

As for the highest floors, only admirals and above are eligible to live there.

And Shen Yan's residence is one of them.

Unlike the Admiral's empty room.

Shen Yan's house was filled with all kinds of fine wine. The map on the wall was not a map of sea areas, nor a map of locations occupied by pirates.

It is a distribution map of food in each region.

Passing through the door on the left is a long spiral corridor.

Walking down step by step you can come to a courtyard.

At this time, Otsutsuki Kaguya was watering a small tree. Over the past five years, it had grown a lot stronger.

He slowly came to the lounge chair, and his favorite green fruit wine was already prepared on the small table next to him.

"Ah...another boring day."

After taking a nice sip, Shen Yan looked at the blue sky and closed his eyes habitually.

Rocks has been dead for five years, and the sea has become surprisingly quiet.

The navy pursued the victory and eliminated many pirates who showed up.

But at the same time, some powerful pirates such as Shiji and Edward Newgate soon gathered considerable forces and wreaked havoc on the sea again.

But for the current navy, it is not a big climate.

In the same five years, Karp took more than 50 leaves in the name of helping Shen Yan explore delicious food.

Start out at least half a month each time.

During this period, if he hadn't chased the Roger Pirates and had several fights, Sora would have gone berserk.

Ugh……

Shen Yan closed his eyes and sighed, "Huiye, isn't there anyone suitable this year?"

Kaguya changed her previous outfit at this time. Her long hair was combed into a high ponytail, and she wore a tight-fitting suit that outlined her perfect and bumpy figure.

He picked up the documents on the side and looked up the information like a conscientious secretary.

"Master, in the past five years, you have rejected 350 seven sent elites. This year's batch has not yet been reported, but I believe it will be in the next day or two."

"This bunch of trash in the Navy are still elites? What a waste of my time. What is the highest achievement of the original group of people now?"

"Master's choice is correct. The strongest person currently is only at the level of a colonel. He cannot meet the standards of excellence at all, let alone an elite."

"Humph, as expected, there are not that many geniuses."

Over the years, major lieutenant generals have sent many so-called elites in droves, and 350 seven were left after passing combat selection.

Shen Yan racked his brains to ask these people one by one about their parents, birth, and abilities.

There was no one who could become a strong person in his memory, and there was no one who could even become a lieutenant general in the future.

In response to this, Shen Yan even got furious once.

At first, many generals did not believe in Shen Yan's vision and worked hard to train them.

But it is a pity that reality slapped them in the face. Five years have passed, and despite the training of many materials, not even a brigadier general has emerged.

Since then, it has been widely spread within the navy that only those navies recognized by the commission can achieve great results.

There are more and more rumors, and they are becoming more and more mysterious.

There was another crazy training storm in the navy.

Shen Yan frowned slightly, his heart filled with helplessness, and he roared secretly.

It’s been five years. Do you know how I got here in the past five years?

It’s been a long time since I heard that sweet tinkling sound.

If this continues, how long will it take to complete the task?

Ugh……

Shen Yan sighed frequently, and Huiye changed the wine on the table for one cup after another.

The sun shone on his face, and although it was warm, it couldn't interest Shen Yan at all.

After a while, there was a rush of footsteps, and soon there was a knock on the door.

dong dong dong, dong dong dong.

"Ms. Kaguya, I am Modric. General Zefa asked me to send this year's list."

The door slowly opened, and Modric watched Kaguya's afterglow sweep towards the rocking chair next to him, and instantly saluted with spirit.

"I've seen the committee members. Would you like to see the list?" Modric looked at Shen Yan respectfully.

"Read it."

"Yes, the new recruit of the navy, Porusalino, comes from..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Yan's eyes lit up and he jumped up, snatched the list from Modric's hand and strode away.

"Let's go and see those new people, hahahaha."

The sudden change left Lieutenant General Modric a little confused.

He looked at Kaguya awkwardly and said with a smile: "Commissioner is in a good mood today..."

Otsutsuki Kaguya ignored it and chased in the direction of Shen Yan in a flash.

That weird speed is still unforgettable to anyone who has seen Otsutsuki Kaguya.

"As expected of someone who is with the committee. Seeing that Ms. Kaguya is not very young, she must be a very talented person, so she can study with a strong person like the committee. Alas... I will continue to work hard. ”

After thinking about it, Modric also quickly chased after him.

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In the naval training camp, here are the outstanding talents selected from naval schools in various places.

At this time, the training camp was full of noise among the new recruits.

We are all elites selected from various places to come to our headquarters. Naturally, no one obeys anyone.

In just half an hour, more than a dozen newcomers had been beaten out.

In this regard, Lieutenant General Chelsea Lida, who is in charge of management, did not ask much.

This has been a long-established habit of the Navy over the years, and it is also part of automatic screening.

In the training camp, the fighting became increasingly fierce.

The swords are facing each other, and the fists are hitting the flesh.

More and more students joined the battle.

Of course, there are exceptions among them.

For example, the man leaning on the steps showed no interest in fighting.

Putting his hands behind his head, he looked at the blue sky lazily.

"Sigh... I don't know if it will be so easy after being selected, but if you don't come, no one will pay you."

"I really want to paddle and make money."

As he thought about it, the man's eyelids began to grow heavy. He yawned instinctively and was about to close his eyes when a long sword suddenly swung from the distance.

"Trash is not qualified to survive here." A proud voice sounded in the man's ears.

"Trash?" The man looked lazily at the enemy holding a long sword in front of him, with an indescribable smile on his face, and a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

With one step, he got close to the man holding the sword, and his slender legs went directly towards the man's neck.

With a bang, the opponent was kicked out of the field.

The flowing movements shocked countless people.

"You're right, trash has no right to survive here." After saying that, the man returned to his place to sleep, as if nothing had happened.

Many people looked warily in the direction of the man and whispered.

"What am I saying? That guy named Porusalino can be very powerful. There are really idiots trying to mess with him. Let's stay away from him..."

"Thank you, thank you. Let's go over there."

"..."

Seeing what happened in the training camp, Lieutenant General Chelsea Lida smiled calmly.

"The strong are respected everywhere."

As soon as he finished speaking, applause of appreciation came from behind, "Well said, the strong do deserve to be respected, but the truly strong must have their own beliefs in their hearts."

Before he could turn around, a terrifying momentum swept through the entire training camp like a storm.

For a moment, all the naval cadets were silent and looked at the visitor in horror.

Lieutenant General Chelsea Lida, who came back to his senses, changed his casual attitude and immediately arranged his clothes to salute.

"Lieutenant General Chelsea Lida, see you, commission."