This navy can deal with him, how dare he kill White Beard!

"Okay!" Ron chuckled, and quickly took out one from the cigar box in front of Zefa.

He put the cigar horizontally under his nose, sniffed it lightly, with an expression of enjoyment on his face, and exclaimed:

"Good stuff!"

As he spoke, he cut the cigar, bit it in his mouth, and lit it.

That movement was so proficient that Zefa, an old smoker, was shaking his head.

Enjoying the top cigar on the sea, Ron narrowed his eyes comfortably.

He was a heavy smoker before time travel, and bought a lot of cigars, but he didn't have the money to buy such high-end products.

"Well, Teacher Zefa, do you have any wine here?"

Because of his familiarity with the plot, Ron still has a good understanding of Zefa's character.

Zefa doesn't have too many rules, although "abusing" students in class has no bottom line, it can be described as cruel and inhumane, and even euphemistically called "for the sake of less injury for you to go to the battlefield in the future".

But when getting along on weekdays, as long as the bottom line is not touched, this bad old man has always been careless.

Ron wasn't too shy either.

Cigars are different from cigarettes. Cigars do not fill the lungs, and what you taste is the taste of cigar smoke in your throat. Therefore, it is generally better to pair it with wine or salty ham.

"Why do you want wine?"

Zefa glanced at him.

Ron chuckled,

"Mr. Zefa, you don't understand now. A cigar needs to be paired with wine to be strong enough."

Zefa gave Ron a suspicious look.

And this thing?My old smoker for many years doesn't know?

At first, he suspected that this brat was greedy for his own wine, but he didn't think too much about it, and pointed in one direction and said:

"There are."

Ron stood up immediately, walked to the coffee table next to him, poured two glasses of whiskey, added a few ice cubes, and brought them over.

"Come on, Teacher Zefa, take a puff of the cigar, stay in your mouth for three seconds, and then spit it out gently..."

Zefa complied dubiously.

A dragon-like smoke slowly spit out.

There are bursts of hot and spicy surges in the mouth.

At this moment, Ron timely handed over a glass of iced whiskey,

"Then take another sip."

Zefa took the glass and took a sip.

The entrance of the cool spirits immediately dilutes the spicy feeling of the cigar tobacco, and actually makes a unique and long-lasting fragrance and stimulation reverberate in the throat.

Zefa's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help laughing and cursing:

"You stinky boy didn't learn other things well, but this enjoyment is quite good..."

Ron swallowed happily, and said with a smile:

"If there is salty ham, cut it a little more, and it will be very good with iced mountain spring water."

But when the voice just fell, he was stunned.

Because he actually saw a string of words "favorability +10" popping up above Zefa's head in front of him.

Ron: ? ? ?

This works too! ?

I just taught this old man to smoke and drink better. Is this enough to gain favorability?

And Ron also discovered that this favorability can be naturally converted into points in the system.

At this time, 40 points have been accumulated on the system interface!

Thinking of this, Ron rolled his eyes.

It seems that this way of obtaining "recognition" really doesn't have too many restrictions.

As long as you can do something approved by the target person, it will appear.

Why, I just traveled to pirates, why did this become a strategy game?

Who cares, as long as there are points!

So Ron looked at Zefa with eager eyes, and poured wine and handed cigarettes to Zefa more familiarly.

And in his line of sight, the words "favorability +3" kept appearing above Zefa's head...

For a moment, the scene of the old and the young in the office was incomparably harmonious, and the atmosphere became much more harmonious.

Tobacco and alcohol are originally the mediators for the relationship between men in their [-]s and [-]s.

As for the bad habit of the stinky boy in front of him smoking and drinking at a young age, Zefa didn't care.

What are you kidding, the Navy doesn't smoke, so is that still the Navy?

The navy bigwigs with a bit of head and face all smoked and drank, and had to stretch their legs when fighting, and looked like a military ruffian. This is the sense of oppression!

"Tell me, boy Ron, you said you didn't sleep most of the night, braving the storm for extra training, what's going on?"

After enjoying a meal of tobacco and wine, Zefa squinted at the young navy in front of him, seemingly casually speaking.

When Ron heard this, he thought to himself, this is just the master, no, it's just the task of the system.

Chapter 5

But Ron couldn't say that.

Now that he knew that this system had the function of earning points through "favorability" and "recognition", it was impossible for him to tell the truth.

He can't say, the system released this task, let me play a trick to attract your attention, right?

Quickly recalling bits and pieces about Zefa, the former admiral, in his mind, Ron's face gradually became serious.

The black-armed Zefa, because he insists on benevolent justice, has made great contributions to justice in the army for decades, but he has never killed any pirates in his military career, so he is also known as the "don't kill" general.

Ron is not qualified to judge this approach, after all, everyone has their own inner persistence.

But there is no doubt that it is such a benevolent justice that makes this old navy man with a panda eye have a lofty reputation in the army that no one can match.

Yes, it is not too much to say that Zefa is the most prestigious veteran of the navy.

He grew up in the same era as the naval hero Karp and the "Smart General" Marshal of the Warring States Period. He is one of the pillars of the first generation of the naval system.

It was a glorious era in which naval stars shone.

He must do everything personally and take the lead. He won the title of "hero" at a young age and achieved the prestige of the admiral of the navy.

If it wasn't for the incident that happened back then, which caused Zefa's mind to be severely hit and traumatized, the admiral of the navy would never be able to be the old man who likes to play with goats in the Warring States Period.

However, after retiring from the position of admiral, Zefa's reputation in the army has not weakened at all.

Today, the top three generals in the world government's highest combat power and the Navy's headquarters are students cultivated by him.

In the entire naval system, more than [-]% to [-]% of the officers above the school level are his students.

Even a proud and ruthless guy like Sakaski would have to respectfully address Zefa as "Teacher Zefa" when he saw him.

This honor is full of peaches and plums!

The Navy's ability to achieve today's strong situation is inseparable from Zefa's coaching of the military academy.

Of course, then again, the Admiral of the Navy is the leader of the righteous forces in the entire world, and he can't be held just because of his high reputation. Political art and skills are also very important, and the world government also looks up to him.

But this is already a game of high-level politics, and has little to do with Ron now.

Ron thought about it, and said righteously on his face:

"If I can work harder and sweat a little more during training, maybe I can bleed a little less on the battlefield, and one less comrade-in-arms will die."

The voice just fell-

Snapped!

A slap fell directly on Ron's head, making him dizzy.

Ron looked at the purple-haired old man who suddenly attacked him in front of him in a bewildered face, as if ten thousand muddy horses galloped past in his heart.

revenge!

The bastard old man is taking revenge!

"Who is the brat fooling around with?"

Zefa withdrew his big hand, rolled his eyes and said.

How many years has he lived, and he still can't tell the truth from the lie.

Ron, the bastard, spoke in a dignified manner, and his expression was quite spot on, but can you stop talking while biting your cigar.

Thinking of this, Zefa looked at Ron who was full of bewilderment in front of him, but felt a sense of relief in his heart.

You kid just punched the old man, and now the old man slaps you, isn't it too much?

He just wanted to laugh, but unexpectedly, the movement of his face touched the wound on his eye, causing him to twitch in pain.

Damn, all day long, eagles pecked at the eyes.

I didn't see it clearly just now, and I didn't expect that the comatose kid suddenly woke up, and he was punched by him...

Ron was a little annoyed when he saw Zefa's expression of wanting to laugh but stopped.

This bad old man is quite vengeful.

But what's the matter with the "favorability +5" popping up on the top of your head?

Playing well?

"Hurry up and tell the truth!" Zefa snorted coldly.