Lying on the shabby wooden bed, Loya meditated on the golden finger in his heart and opened his attribute panel.
Name: Christopher Loya
Energy Stage: Second Order Zero Layer
Energy Value: 3/400
Mana: 3500/3500
Mana Recovery Speed: 300/s
"Sure enough, in the second stage, the energy value provided by ordinary food has been pitiful." Looking at the big "3" character on the energy value item, Loya felt helpless for a while. When he was in the cafeteria before, he quietly opened the panel once. He originally wanted to test whether outsiders could see it, but he was stunned by the word "1" on it.
After eating and drinking, Loya opened the panel again and found, desperately, that the word "1" had become "2." After that, he continued to eat many meat and bones on the way to the medical room, and the energy value became "3." It is so difficult to improve just at the zero level; what will the situation be in the future?
"Do I need to eat high-grade ingredients in the future? But this is the world of One Piece, and I am not a prisoner of food. Where can I get high-grade ingredients?" Closing the panel, Loya rubbed his head in distress.
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In the afternoon two days later, Loya took the seasickness medicine and was lying in the cabin dozing off when a sudden noise woke him up.
Putting on his shoes, he staggered to the door. Just as he was about to open it, before he could put his hand on the door handle, the hatch was pulled open. Unprepared, Loya stumbled and fell forward with a soft foot, but immediately a pair of big hands supported his shoulders to help him stabilize his center of gravity.
Loya looked up and greeted weakly, "Good afternoon... Lieutenant General Mole."
"Your symptoms of seasickness are getting worse and worse," Mole looked at the pale Loya seriously. In this state, Loya couldn't even stand still, let alone fight.
"Yeah... I'm afraid I have to find a stationed mission in the future." Loya reluctantly pulled his face, revealing an ugly smile.
"Those things are still a long way off. We'll talk about it later. The marshal will make arrangements. But you'll be free from today because we're here... Marinford."
When Loya heard the words, he looked behind the mole, and sure enough, the huge military fortress appeared at the junction of sea and sky. Even though the distance is still far apart, the two Chinese characters "Navy" on the front of the fortress are still clearly visible.
This is one of the three major forces on the great route, the Navy Headquarters!
"Finally... it's finally here!" Loya couldn't help but burst into tears. The past few days had been a kind of torture. The effect of the ship doctor's medicine was getting worse, and the dizzy Loya couldn't even eat. More than once, he wanted to go back to the isolated island and no longer suffer from this crime.
But that was an unrealistic expectation, and the mole would not have ordered him to return just because he was seasick. Now these days of torture were finally over!
Seeing Loya's appearance, Lieutenant General Mole couldn't help but redden his eyes. He pulled him to the guardrail, pointed to the huge fortress, and said excitedly, "Well, we're here... take a look!"
Loya: "..."
"Lord Mole... I'm not dead yet..."
Regardless, it was a fact that Loya was finally freed. The warship stopped steadily at the port with a burst of cheers. Loya refused to be carried down by the navy on a stretcher. The ghost knows if this thing will also be counted as a means of transportation...
Step by step, he supported the ladder and walked off the warship. The moment Loya stepped on the ground, he immediately became full of energy. Like a chicken blood, the majestic cold suddenly erupted uncontrollably.
"My Hu Hansan is back! Hahahaha!"
Because Loya's disease was severe, Mole let him get off the boat first and walked behind Loya. He jumped back subconsciously when Loya's body was cold.
Back on deck, after jumping back to the boat, he suddenly reacted that he seemed to have made a wrong choice because the naval officers and men around Loya were shivering, their frozen faces turned blue, and they froze in place.
"Loya!" Lieutenant General Mole spat fire in his eyes, roared, and disappeared from the spot abruptly. In the next second, he had appeared in front of Loya.
"Ah?" Loya didn't react a bit: what is the mole doing? Looking at this posture, it seems to be a punch. Hey, the black one in your hand is domineering!
In the sudden change of thoughts, Loya did not dodge because he still did not understand why the mole was attacking him.
So...
Boom!
The next moment, he flew upside down, penetrated the outer armor of the warship, and plunged his head into the cabin. The entire warship was swayed by the impact, and the rolled-up waves rushed towards the navy on the shore.
"Ah la la, what a lively scene."
Not far from the shore, a tall man wearing a white suit vest and dark blue shirt spoke expressionlessly, then stretched out his hands and pointed at the lapped waves.
"Freezing time!"
With this sound, his hands quickly turned into two icicles and flew out, grabbing onto the waves.
Click... click.
The menacing waves seemed to have pressed the pause button, and the seawater was instantly solidified, forming crisscrossed ice sculptures on the coast. The rescued navy glanced at him in awe and hurried to help their colleagues on board.
"That's what Mole said, the kid who wants to join the Navy?"
The speaker was a sturdy old man. He was wearing a purple suit and had a purple hedgehog haircut. This person is a former admiral of the navy, now the chief instructor of the recruit training camp of the navy headquarters, "Black Wrist" Zefa.
The age was still very early, so Zefa did not have the giant robotic arm called a shredder, but simply used a black prosthesis.
Kuzan, who had just retracted his hands, heard his words and lazily pulled off the blindfold on his forehead.
"Yeah, I heard that he can also use the ability to freeze, so I came to see... But it seems, it's nothing more than that."
"Don't be blinded by pride, Kuzan." Zefa looked at the disciple beside him seriously. "He is still young; as long as he trains hard, his future achievements are limitless."
"Ah la la, the teacher has started lecturing again," Kuzan said casually. "Yes, yes, Teacher Zefa."
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When Loya woke up again, it was already dark. He stared blankly at the unfamiliar ceiling above his head, and then a carp jumped out of the hospital bed.
"Bastard! Dare to attack me! I'm going to fight you for 300 rounds!"
With ice crystals in his mouth, Loya waved his arms with open teeth and claws.
"Be quiet, kid!"
A loud shout interrupted Loya. He turned his head and saw a purple-haired old man sitting on the hospital bed next to him. The old man folded his arms and stared at him with an unhappy expression.
"Black Wrist-Zefa!" Seeing the man's appearance, Loya's eyes narrowed, and he subconsciously wanted to escape from here. This is the boss of the new navy, a vicious element who wants to destroy the new world!
But as soon as he opened his legs, he reacted immediately. No, Admiral Aokiji is still in the navy now, and Zefa's departure from the navy headquarters to form a new navy has not yet happened. You don't need to be afraid of him, do you?
Thinking of this, Loya smiled at Zefa. "That... Excuse me, are you Mr. Zefa?"
"Humph!" Zefa snorted impatiently and said, "You should call me teacher now! Kid Loya."
"Teacher... teacher?" Loya tilted his head.
"First Zefa... Teacher, what's the situation? When did you accept me as your apprentice?" Originally, Loya wanted to continue to address him as Mr. but was stunned by Zefa and hurriedly changed his words.
"The old man did not accept you as a disciple, but you have joined the recruit camp now. According to the regulations, you must call me teacher." Zefa briefly explained the reason and then said, "Of course, if you want to be my disciple, first of all, you need to strengthen your physique. That kid Mole can knock you unconscious for so long with one punch; it seems that you are really weak."
However, there is one sentence Zefa did not tell Loya: that there are not many people in the recruit camp who can call him teacher. All of them are the best among the naval recruits, which is commonly known as the elite battalion. The general recruits can only call him General Zefa or Instructor Zefa.