One Piece: Dark Empire

The first sailor to enter the room looked indifferent, and when he heard Lin Ye's questioning, he nodded lightly, unwilling to say more.

Someone next to him helped explain:

"If you choose to join, we will make an exception and make you an honorary advisor to the Witch's Foot." The status is much higher than that of ordinary members, and it is natural to abide more strictly by the rules and regulations of the organization.

"The original intention of this big family was to better protect and get close to Instructor Thatcher. All contacts with instructors must be open and transparent and recognized by every member.

"Any act of stealing is shameful and not allowed, and once discovered, the organization has the power to judge the person who stole it."

"Of course, Brother Lin Ye, as the junior brother of the instructor, you must have more communication with the instructor. We have already thought about this, which is why we say that we will appoint commissioners, who will be responsible for guiding the contact between you and the instructor during the days you are on board. "

Another exception?

Lin Ye thought of the intermediary of the spider web organization, and he smiled for a while.

His gaze swept over the faces of the sailors on the opposite side, and he only saw an ugly face full of lust.

These people should be the real high-level of the "Witch's Foot". The original intention of the organization is good, but at this point, with such a huge size and power, there will always be people who get lost in it.

For example, in past lives, the student council in the university, the management of the penguin colony, the guild commander in the game...

The power they hold is insignificant, but they still learn to put up shelves, play official language, exclude dissidents, cronyism and other small means without a teacher.

In his previous life, he had seen enough and did not expect to meet here.

Thinking of this, Lin Ye withdrew his gaze and refused indifferently:

"I have no interest in that honorary advisor, and the contact with senior sister does not need your guidance."

He touched his chin and murdered: "Oh yes, I seem to have forgotten to say, just now I was actually having lunch with Senior Sister, right here."

Lin Ye's hand pointed upwards, hooking the corners of his mouth, and his smile was full of mockery.

The faces of the sailors changed abruptly.

This is undoubtedly a provocation to them!

Lin Ye knew that they were representatives of the Thatcher fan group, but he still said this, making it clear that he wanted to break with them completely.

As the high-level of the Witch's Foot, they are the highest status existences in the training base on weekdays, except for the instructors.

However, Lin Ye was the instructor's junior brother.

If something went wrong with him on board, no one could withstand Thatcher's wrath.

Therefore, one by one, the deputies could only be bound by reason, their expressions gloomy, and they were very aggrieved.

Only the leader sat there calmly, frowning and silent.

The child of a coachman in a noble family, he was sent to the training base by his father six months ago, hoping to become a naval soldier who upholds justice.

In his father's view, he was hope.

But in fact, he has never looked at his father who drives people.

In a dark and narrow room, every day there is a pair of eyes, through the crack in the door, with longing, jealousy, hatred... Look at the noble family playing in the yard.

How nice it would be if he were also a nobleman!

In order to get rid of his identity as a mud-legged man, he secretly observed every detail of the nobles and quietly imitated, trying his best to eavesdrop on the conversation between his master and others and understand the world he did not know.

All kinds of dirty transactions between nobles were listened to by him and fascinated by them.

For power, he has a natural yearning for power.

It was precisely because of this that within a few days of arriving at the naval base, he was keenly aware of the great potential of the "Witch's Foot".

Although the organization was still loose at that time, it had already taken shape.

What is missing from this huge force is a visionary, capable guide who brings them together.

He will learn the "knowledge" from the nobles and flexibly apply it in real life, transforming the witch's foot little by little.

The result was obvious, and he succeeded.

As long as he completes this actual combat exercise and successfully graduates, with such a force, he is bound to rise rapidly in the navy and climb to a high position.

Lin Ye's words last week, because many people wanted to go further and get closer to the instructor, so they made people's hearts loose, and fierce contradictions broke out within the organization.

The great situation that was painstakingly created was almost completely subverted by Lin Ye's unintentional words.

This made him very scared.

Lin Ye's existence provided the sailors who wanted to approach the instructor with a second option besides the "Witch's Foot", which shook the foundation of his commanding organization.

Others were only thinking about teaching the little ghost in front of him, but he was thinking about how he could be unaware of the ghost so that Lin Ye could no longer appear.

Either don't do it or do it never.

This is one of the things he learned by eavesdropping for so long.

Lin Ye's refusal of the invitation of the "Witch's Foot" now is to stand on the opposite side of hundreds of naval soldiers, which is undoubtedly the most favorable development for him.

Also, until something is successful, don't let people notice your intentions. After the opponent is prepared, the success rate of the attack will decrease.

So at this time, he just smiled "helplessly" and said

, "In that case, then we won't stay long."

After thinking about it, he "kindly" reminded again: "

For the sake of fairness, no one from the Witch's Foot will come to you again. If you still want to let people worship the teacher, probably only the miscellaneous soldiers will come. Saying

that, he got up and led the people away, and the others were unwilling, but they didn't say much, and followed behind one by one.

"Wait."

When they were about to walk out of the room, Lin Ye stopped them.

"What's your name?"

Hearing the question, he turned his head to look at Lin Ye and showed a "bright" smile: "

My name is Willy Wonka, and my father is a royal nobleman, and one day I will inherit his title, so I prefer others to call me..."

Willie took off the sea soldier hat on his head, performed an extremely standard aristocratic etiquette to Lin Ye, and turned to exit the private room.

......

Duke Wiley?

Lin Ye lay on the bed and quietly touched the name.

People like Willie who have different appearances and hide knives in their laughter have long been commonplace. Compared to those real old fritters, the city of this young naval soldier was not enough.

There is also the Witch's Foot, this kind of fan organization that was very popular in the previous life, Lin Ye is well aware of the terrifying potential it possesses.

Standing on the opposite side of such an organization, presumably the future life on the sea will not be too boring.

He smiled reservedly, faintly expectant.

At the same time, there was a knock on the door again.