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

　　"I like Kobe. It just likes to lie on the sofa and drink fat house happy water to watch football. It has nothing to do with half a dime in Los Angeles at four in the morning..."

　　"Damn me, I slept soundly in the middle of the night, but you bastard suddenly took over Lao Tzu's body and forced me to train. Do you think you are funny?"

　　System: "Well, I pay for having a good sense of humor."

　　Roy rolled his eyes and said bitterly:

　　"I have never been abroad, and I have never seen Los Angeles at four in the morning, but Marin Fando at four in the morning has seen it with my own eyes."

　　He pouted,

　　"—It's so fucking cold."

　　A gust of icy sea breeze blew past, and he couldn't help shivering from the sweat all over his body.

　　It had been several days since he had crossed over to this pirate world. As soon as he came in, he was forcibly conscripted into the army by the navy, and because of his "innocence", he was recruited into the military academy.

　　For this so-called "innocence", Roy couldn't spit out the old noise.

　　The net worth of God is so innocent. I am a traveler in this world and have no files at all, and it is even more impossible to have a relationship with a pirate for half a dime. There is no father or mother. It must be "innocent". Cleaned up.

　　"It seems that the navy has not been doing well these years. The Naval Academy of Marin Vadod was put in the past. It was the cradle of justice and the fertile ground for geniuses."

　　"But now that even a weak chicken like me can pass the screening, the standard for admissions is too low."

　　Roy secretly said, feeling every muscle in his body constantly pouring out a feeling of exhaustion and soreness, which made him grin.

　　This system is really fucked up, and it's a self-discipline system.

　　Forcibly taking over my body makes me "self-discipline" even if I don't care about my physical feelings.

　　You are enjoying your "self-discipline", and it's me who hurts...

　　He shook his head.

　　Since the execution of Roger's "heading", the beginning of the era of the great pirates has caused the number and quality of the navy's conscription to drop sharply at an alarming rate.

　　Even in this Naval Academy, which is supposed to be full of geniuses, each one looks like a crooked melon and a broken date.

　　Not to mention heroes like the first generation Sengoku of the Navy, Garp and Zefa,

　　Even the "monsters" of Akainu, Aokiji and Kizaru couldn't climb up at all.

　　The era of the great pirates will always be the era of the great pirates, not the era of the great navy. Young people from every household have gone out to sea to become pirates.

　　The navy is weak and can't be caught. From time to time, they go to loot, eat, drink, prostitute, beat, and be free. That life is really beautiful.

　　Only someone like Roy who had just gone through the hardships of being a pirate before he was caught by the navy and sent to this naval academy.

　　"You don't screech here all day long. Your body has been transformed and improved, and it is no longer the category of ordinary people."

　　"The screening standard of the Naval Academy may be lowered, but it is definitely not for everyone."

　　"Now you, at least in terms of physical resilience, are definitely monster-level."

　　At this time, the sound of the system sounded.

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Chapter 3

　　monster level?

　　Roy was a little confused for a while, and subconsciously blinked his long and narrow eyes.

　　Generally speaking, people with long and narrow eyes look relatively cool and thin, but because he has a pair of thick eyebrows like a blade, the overall look has a kind of heroic temperament.

　　"Still wondering?"

　　"Don't you think that with the [-]-year-old physique before you crossed over, you can withstand such a training volume?"

　　"And you didn't realize that, even if I cleaned you up, oh no, and trained to be half-dead, would you still be able to jump alive after waking up the next day?"

　　"Recognize the truth of the facts. If you don't even have this physical fitness and recovery ability, you will be self-disciplined."

　　Although the system's voice was cold and blunt, why did it always sound a bit stinky?

　　Roy was not too surprised that this "self-discipline" system could read his inner thoughts, but just accepted it safely.

　　Anyway, the appearance of the system and the fact that he has passed through have already refreshed his world view, and as a lonely traveler, it is not a bad thing that the system can read his mind.

　　It's just that the system's reply shocked him slightly, and he suddenly realized it.

　　That's true...

　　No matter if he was tortured to death or alive the day before, he could always be resurrected full of energy the next day.

　　And it is true that with his physical state before crossing, let alone two thousand push-ups with a heavy load, I am afraid that if you die, you will do ten with your own weight.

　　Well, the panting dog-crawling sun-earth kind.

　　Thinking of this, Roy couldn't help but have a little sense of security and confidence in his heart.

　　This is the world of pirates! !

　　Even if he is now admitted to the military academy "exceptionally", in this dangerous world where there is no meal, there are dangers everywhere. Who knows when he will be sent to the battlefield as cannon fodder?

　　But don't forget, this world is called One Piece, not the King of the Navy.

　　The Navy is always the one who gets beaten down, a bitter profession.

　　Thinking of this, Roy's expression suddenly froze, and then every muscle of the whole person trembled slightly, his mouth opened slightly, and he made a strange sound.

　　"what······"

　　He could feel a warm current slowly gushing out from his body, a trickle of warmth like a spring day flowing gradually, and finally filling every blood vessel, every muscle and even every cell of his.

　　"Congratulations, your physical fitness has been significantly improved after high-intensity self-discipline training."

　　At this time, the voice of the system slowly sounded in my mind.

　　Ok?

　　The system prompt did not appear.

　　Is this finally a qualitative change after so many days of training?

　　Is this the rhythm of going to heaven?

　　Feeling the trembling relief in his body that almost made his soul out of his body, Roy couldn't help but have such an idea in his heart.

　　"Don't be delusional, this is just the stage of laying the foundation."

　　system road,

　　"In the words of this world, you are now barely above the level of ordinary people, and you can try to master some physical techniques that go beyond the limits of the human body."

　　Roy was stunned, or a weak chicken?

　　Isn't this just the threshold for practicing the sixth form of the Navy?

　　Well, that's really weak...

　　However, Roy is also very satisfied. In the past, when he was in the late stage of lazy cancer, training and self-discipline were impossible. The only way to live was to lie down and play with his mobile phone and drink milk tea.

　　He rubbed his dirty face, spit out a mouthful of "fragrant" saliva, and struggled to support his tired body and sit up from the ground.

　　then,

　　He froze.

　　A head with a very bare forehead, I don't know when it appeared in front of him.

　　The four eyes met, all motionless.

　　The weirdest thing is,

　　It's midnight,

　　The guy is also wearing a pair of sunglasses.

　　"Ghost!!"

　　Roy, whose nerves and body were already exhausted, was suddenly startled and let out a sharp exclamation.

　　He punched subconsciously.

　　boom! !

　　A fist slammed hard on the man's sunglasses.

　　next moment,

　　An angry roar resounded throughout the military academy.

　　"—You stinky brat dare to attack this old man!?"

　　Roy was immediately stunned.

　　This powerful voice...

　　This burly body...

　　That purple short hair with a scary high hairline...

　　And the pair of sunglasses that are pretending to be offensive...

　　Isn't this old man Zepha?

　　Chief Instructor of the Military Academy! !

　　Former Admiral! !

　　Why did he run out in the middle of the night pretending to be a ghost to be scary?

　　Seeing Zefa's head on the ground and still rolling on the ground several times, causing the dust to fly, Roy couldn't help but twitch at the corners of his mouth, and looked at his fist in confusion.

　　When did you become so strong?

　　Say so,

　　But the corners of his mouth gradually showed a strange and incomparable smile.