Self-discipline! Have You Ever Seen Marin Vando at Four in the Morning?

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Chapter 19

　　""On the Meaning of Effort"...I didn't expect the response to be so enthusiastic..."

　　In the dormitory of the military academy,

　　Roy folded the cleaned military uniform, sat at the front of the desk and picked up a cup of hot water with white mist. Looking at the newspaper in his hand, he couldn't help shaking his head and smiling bitterly.

　　The newspaper was new and still smelled of ink.

　　The front page headline above is exactly Roy's "swipe" paper in the ideological and political class.

　　"That's inevitable, let alone your stupid human beings who are dominated by emotions, even the system I can't help feeling touched."

　　The system's voice sounded in Roy's mind.

　　It's still the same indifferent, mechanical tone and tone, but why does it always sound like a stinky fart?

　　"Oh? So you mean, you have emotions too?"

　　Roy keenly caught the loophole in the system's voice and smiled strangely.

　　System: "The intelligence of this system is extremely high, and it is easy to simulate human emotions."

　　"Besides, even if this article is placed in the real world, it is at least the level of a full-score composition in the college entrance examination. If it is placed in this pirate world, it is simply brilliant."

　　Roy was accustomed to the system's lofty tone, but he didn't care too much.

　　He did admit, however, that

　　The knowledge level of the pirate world, whether in humanities or social sciences, cannot be compared with the modern earth.

　　But what he didn't expect was,

　　This classwork of my own was used by the Navy Headquarters to publicize it, and it even used the energy of the political propaganda department to print it in the newspaper.

　　"Is the propaganda offensive about to begin?"

　　Such a thought flashed through Roy's mind and muttered to himself.

　　With the opening of the era of the great pirates, the atmosphere of the whole sea has been reversed.

　　Joining the military is no longer an honorable thing.

　　The rampant and popular atmosphere of pirates has even caused many people to despise the profession of the navy.

　　Although Roy's article may not change the trend of this sea, at least this is the first step for the Navy.

　　If the people have faith, the world will have hope, right?

　　Thinking of this, Roy shook his head.

　　This has nothing to do with him. What he needs now is to improve himself step by step according to the arrangement of the system.

　　Well, mainly to avoid being punished by the system.

　　Afraid of pain.

　　He folded the newspaper in his hand and placed it on the desk, then took out a copy of "Small Naval Battle Command Strategy" from the bookshelf.

　　This is the internal teaching material of the Naval Academy, written by the current admiral "Xianshi" Buddha of Warring States.

　　The Warring States period has a reputation as a "wise general" in the army. In Roger's era, he commanded the fleet many times to fight against the major pirate groups at that time, and has rich experience in maritime combat.

　　The textbooks written by such a person are unique and rare learning materials on this sea.

　　As I said before, the Naval Academy trains not only powerful warriors, but also generals who rebuke Fang Qiu.

　　Leading troops into battle and taking the lead is what a general should really do.

　　The military command is also the top priority in the curriculum of the military academy's talent training program.

　　"I have to study again, it's really a headache..."

　　Roy opened the textbook and turned to the place he saw last time.

　　What is terrifying is that almost every blank page is filled with dense small characters, which looks shocking.

　　"Less rants and more actions. People who are truly self-disciplined use actions to prove themselves."

　　The system reminded "friendly" at this time.

　　Roy pouted.

　　After others finished training, they all went back to their respective families to find their own mothers, either running out to gamble for money and having a big meal, or sneaking to the Chambord Islands to find a chic girl.

　　As a soldier, you must have some bad habits, otherwise it will be difficult to relieve the pressure that is different from ordinary people.

　　In this regard, the military academy also turned a blind eye.

　　But it's better for me. I ran to the dining hall and came back from dinner, I cleaned up the dormitory, washed my clothes, drank hot water, and then started to study the content of the cultural class.

　　Judging from the explanation and analysis written in this textbook, it is clear that this kind of itinerary is no longer a matter of one or two days.

　　"Daily self-discipline tasks: self-study after school."

　　"Mission description: The real academic masters read the textbooks in advance and listen to the lectures with questions in class, so that they can deepen their understanding and impression of knowledge."

　　Roy sighed, forget it, let's learn quickly.

　　Although he was complaining, Roy found that,

　　Whenever he calmed down, in the dead of night,

　　The sea breeze blowing by the window, bowing my head on the book,

　　He could always feel an indescribable sense of satisfaction in his heart.

　　Is that a sense of achievement?

　　he does not know.

　　He didn't even know if he was so self-disciplined, and whether such hard work would be useful to him in the future.

　　But who knows what will happen in the future?

　　It is enough to do what is in front of you.

　　Don't let yourself have any regrets, do you?

　　But what he didn't know was,

　　Just when he was blazing the night and burying his head in the ocean of knowledge,

　　There were two tall figures in the distance outside the window.

　　looking at him silently,

　　Bewildered.

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Chapter 20

　　cold night,

　　The whistling sea breeze travels unhindered between the sky and the earth,

　　But the bright moonlight on the sky is comfortable and transparent, sprinkled in a quiet military academy, overflowing with a quiet and ancient atmosphere.

　　There is a window in the dark with a warm glow,

　　From the outside, you can vaguely see a young figure writing a book under the oil lamp,

　　Sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling,

　　Like a quiet and peaceful picture.

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　　"Is this our self-disciplined little brother?"

　　far outside the window,

　　Two tall figures stood in the shadows, both of them had their hands around their chests, and behind them were wearing a wide snow-white cloak.

　　The sound of the wind was very urgent, blowing their cloaks loudly, and the word justice on it was even more flaming.

　　Both of them exuded a very strong momentum, standing side by side like pillars standing on the ground.

　　The person who spoke had lazy eyes and slightly curly black hair, and there was a sense of drowsiness in his voice as if he was about to fall asleep at any time.

　　Admiral of the Navy Headquarters, Aokiku Kuzan.

　　Hearing Kuzan's words, the corner of Qian Ying's mouth beside her slightly evoked a charming smile.

　　A beautiful long black hair was scattered on her shoulders, and the narrow and long Danfeng eyes were full of cool colors.

　　Absolute stunner!

　　But around her waist that could be grasped, there was a stern golden long sword, which made her whole person feel a little colder.

　　On the long snow-white legs, a tattoo with a colorful spider pattern is even more mysterious and dangerous.

　　Admiral of the Navy Headquarters, Mototo Gion.

　　Both are super geniuses in the Navy Headquarters.

　　The former is a general candidate who is recognized as a "monster", and the latter is the first swordsman in the naval system.