One Piece: Start as a mythical beast, practice to become stronger

The tranquility in the reception room formed a sharp contrast with the war outside.

Outside the window, the giant warriors were fighting hard. Their tall figures were like steel walls, keeping the enemy firmly outside the defense line.

The soldiers of the New Navy also fought bloody battles on the battlefield. Enel's thunder flashed in the sky, defeating the enemies one after another.

On the other side, the vice admirals who obeyed the World Government brandished their blades and led the soldiers to tear the New Navy's line apart bit by bit.

But even so, the number of new navies continues to increase.

Occasionally, the figures of pacifists would fly across the sky, and their mechanized combat power put great pressure on the new navy on the front lines.

"The fighting outside is getting more intense."

Kuzan pointed out the window with his teacup and said casually,

"But it looks like we can still hold on here."

Zhan Guo nodded slightly, with a hint of relief in his tone:

"The giants are indeed reliable, and their warriors are born to fight."

Granny He put down the snacks in her hand and said in a calm but meaningful tone:

“But the war outside is not the most dangerous part.

The real test may come at any time."

The reception room fell silent again, and no one said anything more.

Everyone's eyes became deeper, with a kind of calmness and composure that only comes after countless battles and the baptism of time.

The smoke outside the window grew thicker, but the aroma of tea in the reception room still lingered.

This is a brief calm, which may be broken in the next moment.

"Crunch..."

The door was pushed open suddenly, and the warm tea fragrance in the room was carried away by a strong airflow.

Garp's tall figure appeared at the door, his familiar marine uniform stained dark by the dust and blood of battle.

Even so, he still stood straight, without a trace of fatigue on his face, only an aura of steel radiating from the inside out.

He walked into the reception room with steady steps, yet each step seemed to cause the floor to vibrate slightly.

Without any extra greetings or regards, he spoke directly:

"I saw the Five Elders on the battlefield, but they haven't taken action yet."

The atmosphere in the room froze instantly. Zhan Guo frowned slightly, and the teacup in his hand paused for a moment, and the action of bringing it to his mouth was interrupted.

His brows were furrowed and his eyes were deep, as if he was thinking about some important decision.

Finally, he gently put down the teacup and sighed:

"Are you finally ready to take action..."

Kuzan sat next to Zhan Guo, still in that lazy posture, with his eyes half-closed and a smile on the corner of his mouth.

His eyes still showed a bit of ease and cynicism, but the concern that he inadvertently revealed was particularly obvious at this moment.

He looked at Zhan Guo, his tone was somewhat tentative:

"Marshal, have you decided which side you want to help now?"

His voice was calm, but these words were like a stone thrown into a pond, causing subtle ripples.

As a member of the new navy, Kuzan still keeps a certain distance from these old superiors on the surface.

But he knew in his heart that this was not just a simple choice.

It was more of a test of Sengoku's stance - he was trying to find out whether Sengoku had made a choice, whether to side with them or take more of a neutral stance.

Zhan Guo raised his head and met Kuzan's eyes with a deep gaze.

At that moment, the atmosphere in the whole room seemed to become solemn.

The air was filled with an indescribable tension, as if even the fragrance of tea had disappeared at this moment.

He exhaled a breath of hot air, continued to carefully pour tea from the cup, picked it up quietly, and took another sip with his head tilted back.

The bitterness and warmth of the tea seemed to take away some of the complex emotions in his heart, but the calmness and determination in his eyes did not waver in the slightest.

He slowly put down the teacup and turned his gaze to the battlefield outside the window, where there was smoke everywhere, swords and guns clashing, and the giant warriors were still holding their positions.

"I choose to remain neutral."

Zhan Guo's voice was low and firm, as if it was an oath to his own heart.

After a moment's silence, he added:

“The war has entered its most complex phase.

Not all choices are easy to make, especially when you’re in this position.”

Hearing Sengoku's answer, Kuzan smiled slightly, his seemingly lazy attitude unchanged.

He nodded:

"Oh, Marshal, you are still so steady.

I really don't understand why you can choose to remain neutral when the situation is so obvious. "

There was still a smile on Kuzan's lips, but he knew in his heart that Zhan Guo's neutral position was undoubtedly the most rational choice.

Standing at the forefront of this war, no one can easily take sides.

Especially with the existence of the Five Elder Stars and the shadow behind Im, who would dare to easily gamble everything they have?

However, there was still a hint of subtle disappointment in Kuzan's eyes - he knew that Zhan Guo's choice also meant that he would not stand on his side for the time being.

The new navy has always emphasized freedom and decisiveness, and Sengoku's neutrality undoubtedly tells them that he is still the veteran who is cautious in the naval system.

At this time, Karp stood in the corner of the room, holding a bag of loot in his hand, muttering in a low voice:

"Neutral? In my opinion, this is just evading responsibility."

His voice was a little hoarse, but he was not in a hurry to start the discussion.

He looked at Zhan Guo silently, then looked at Kuzan, with a complex emotion in his eyes.

"Karp,"

Zhan Guo raised his head and spoke slowly.

“You know sometimes, in some things, choosing not to take sides is actually a kind of wisdom.

We, the navy, cannot blindly choose right from wrong like those reckless people, but must first see the situation clearly. "

Karp didn't say anything else. He just snorted coldly, lowered his head and continued to deal with the items in his hands, as if this conversation was not important to him.

Zhan Guo's gaze was still staring out the window, and his eyes became increasingly profound.

He did not make any choice easily because he knew that this war was not as simple as the outside world imagined.

If you take sides rashly, everything may become irreversible.

What he needed was the opportunity, waiting for a real breakthrough, which would not be on the battlefield, but among the unknown dark forces behind the scenes.

"I've learned something from Jin'an. Yimu is indeed not easy to deal with."

Zhan Guo whispered to himself, with an indescribable complex emotion in his words.

But for the new navy, the giants and the Whitebeard Pirates, Sengoku's attitude is the best solution for them.

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