One Piece: Six Styles of the Emperor

Donghai, navy recruit training base.

The sun sets in the west, and the orange-red afterglow fills the extremely open square.

"The righteous navy, the navy will win!"

A group of young children about ten years old shouted loud slogans and ran back and forth around the circular playground.

Among the crowd, the one who looked out of place was a child with black hair and black eyes. He was running at the front of the crowd with his head buried in the air, taking one step at a time, just like a leader.

Zoren gritted his teeth and persisted, sweating like raindrops, and his physical strength was seriously exhausted. After constantly slowing down his pace, the other children behind him quickly overtook him.

At the same time, ridicule and ridicule continued to pass by my ears.

"Hahaha, Zoren, how many laps are you behind?"

"Trash is trash."

"With his physique and talent, he will only be a first-class soldier in the future, no, a miscellaneous soldier."

"Don't pay attention to him. He is a weirdo who doesn't fit in with others."

Facing the ridicule of the children, Zoran smiled bitterly, but didn't take it to heart.

After all, although he looks like a ten-year-old child, inside he is the soul of a nearly thirty-year-old IT industry clerk from the earth.

God knows why, he accidentally saved a beauty, and he thought he would be able to embrace the beauty and reach the top of his life, but he was directly stabbed to death by a gangster.

Originally reborn as Goldfinger, he came directly to a thin and sickly child in the world of pirates.

Although God plays many tricks on him, Zoron feels happy to actually be alive. He is also extremely resilient in being bombarded by various cultural explosions on the Internet, and he understands the principle of taking things as they come.

"Keep working hard to complete the ten laps of the mission, otherwise dinner will be ruined again."

Pulling himself together, Zoran struggled to lift his feet, which were as heavy as lead, and continued to sweat.

Not far away, on the viewing stand outside the playground, two men in military uniforms looked at the recruits' mental outlook and their eyes fell on Zoren.

Wearing a navy coat with a seagull symbolizing the name of justice, the bearded man with the title of Major displayed on his right chest was the first to speak: "Captain Dawei, this is the child you are talking about."

The big man named Captain Dawei, who was accompanying the leader next to him, nodded and sighed slightly: "Yes, this child is quite pitiful. Almost all the villagers on Haha Island were killed by the evil pirates half a year ago, leaving only He survived by hiding in a closet.”

"Monkey Zollen."

After murmuring about this name that contained a certain weight, the major officer directly asked the question in his mind: "Why is his last name 'Munchi'? Is it possible that he has some relationship with that person?"

"Haha, it's not related. It's just that it was Lieutenant General Garp who went to Haha Island to exterminate the pirates. He rescued Zoron. After learning that the child had no name, he gave him his last name."

"That's it." The major officer who figured out what was going on nodded, his worries were eliminated, and then he said without hesitation: "Then let him leave here tomorrow."

"Sir, this." Captain Dawei called out, and his hesitant expression was caught in the eyes of the major officer.

The major officer said sternly: "Captain Dawei, you also know that our navy cannot support a living. If he goes to the battlefield like him, let alone fight with pirates, he will not even be able to protect himself."

"But how can this child survive without any relatives..." Captain Dawei was still preparing to persuade him.

"Ok, deal."

Making a decision without explanation, the major officer left a coercive sentence, waved the sleeves of his navy coat, and turned to leave.

"Tsk, tsk." Captain Dawei shook his head. After the officer walked away, he sighed helplessly: "The first level of an official is crushing to death."

It's approaching evening.

The large group of recruits who had completed their training tasks had all left, and the entire large square seemed empty. The dim dusk stretched the shadow of a solitary and thin body.

"Huh~"

"There's still one lap left, so hurry up and finish it. If you go late, you won't have anything to eat."

Gritting his teeth slightly, Zoren dragged his tired body and continued to kick deeply and shallowly, stumbling forward.

Then, the next moment——

Suddenly, words that only Zoran could see flashed across his field of vision like a barrage.

Again! ! !

Seeing the familiar text barrage in front of him, Zoran, who was already used to it, couldn't help but get a headache.

Compared with the system master god Grandpa Goldfinger in the previous life time travel novel, what brought him to this world were these text barrages that popped up from time to time.

After several previous barrages, Zoron also drew some conclusions from them——

666. Internet hot words such as "crow flies on a plane", "233", "", etc. that can often be seen in the barrage can be judged that the world of the people behind the barrage seems to be the world of his previous life.

2. When those people were posting barrages, it was like he was the protagonist of an anime, looking at the world from a God’s perspective. To put it simply, he is like the protagonist living in a pirate anime fan work.

3. Every time a barrage pops up, which is when the so-called important plot begins, nothing good happens!

"Are you bothered?"

Already exhausted but still having to watch the ridicule of many barrages, Zoren couldn't help but complain, although he also knew that they would not be able to hear any words involving time travel, rebirth, or transcending the world of pirates.

This is what Zoren learned after several tests - it is impossible to directly communicate with the people watching him in the original world, and he will be automatically blocked. After several attempts to no avail, he also died and turned to the original world. The world’s heart cries for help.

Rolling his eyes at the barrage passing in front of him, Zoren was about to finish the race in one go when he was suddenly stopped by a loud voice from behind.

Turning around and looking around, he saw that the person who came was a tall and muscular man wearing a short-sleeved military officer's uniform.

"Captain Dawei, why are you here!" Zoren said in surprise, and then reacted quickly and gave a standard salute. As one of the recruit training instructors, Captain Dawei took great care of him during the past six months.

Captain Dawei's dark face showed a row of white teeth: "How are you? Are you tired?"

"I'm not tired, I almost completed today's mission!" With an unyielding look on his face, Zoren tried to continue running, but was stopped by Captain Dawei with a wave of his hand.

"Okay, I'll take you to dinner, and I want to tell you something by the way."

"Justice never rests, uh, what's going on?"

Zoran asked subconsciously. The appearance of the contact barrage gave him an ominous premonition.

"You'll find out later." Captain Dawei rubbed his head, his eyes slightly complicated.

……

The dinner table.

"That's the way it is." Captain Dawei looked at the silent Zoron opposite and said helplessly: "Although this is what my superiors meant, I also think you are not suitable for the navy. You have to know that being a navy is You need to deal with those murderous and vicious pirates for a long time, and even the logistics soldiers need to often face the ever-changing sea environment. If you are not careful, you will become the prey of the Sea Kings."

"Captain Dawei, Lieutenant General Garp..."

"I know!" Interrupting Zoron's words, Captain Dawe said sincerely: "Hero Garp is your savior, and you admire him very much, but it is precisely because of this that you should live well."

"Have you decided yet?" Zoron smiled bitterly. Even as a soldier in the navy, he was despised. He was probably the 'protagonist' who had the worst misfortune.

Soul Dan, is this the so-called major plot twist? !

"It's decided." Captain Dawei nodded, paused, and said sternly: "Munchzoron, prepare to go back and pack your things, and leave here tomorrow."

"Ok."

Faced with the reality helplessly, Zoren left his seat and stood up. Looking at Captain Dawei with a serious face, he suddenly stood up straight with his legs, straightened his chest, put the palms of his right hand together and waved quickly toward his temple, making a gesture. The standard military salute gesture

He took a deep breath and said sincerely: "Thank you for your always taking care of me, sir!"

Watching Zoren leave, Captain Dawe opened his mouth slightly, hesitated, and finally did not speak.

On the way back to the military dormitory, Zoren looked dejectedly at the accelerating barrages.

There were a few thick black lines on Zoron's forehead, and he couldn't help shouting at the sky:

"Aren't you bothered? Treating me as the protagonist of a fanfiction is really idiotic!"