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

But even so, when Zefa saw the word "medium" on Ron's "talent evaluation", regret flashed involuntarily in the depths of his eyes.

"Pity."

he murmured softly.

Zefa is not a talent-only theory, but he does not think that talent is useless.

On the contrary, this sea is extremely cruel.

Among the strong men who can stand at the peak of the sea, which one comes from an ordinary background?

Not to mention the brats of Sakaski in the navy, but farther away, in the New World Four Emperors, BIG MOM Charlotte Lingling is known as the "born destroyer", who destroyed a village of giants at the age of eight;

Red-haired Shanks was valued by One Piece Roger when he was young, and worked as an intern on One Piece's ship;

Beast Kaido is known as "the strongest creature in the sea, land and air", and his physique in his youth was so strong that he was simply inhuman...

All the great pirates standing at the top of the world's combat power are all extremely talented.

An ordinary person with mediocre talent, even if he has the teachings of Zefa in this military academy, even if he works tirelessly or even desperately like before, the final achievement is the battle strength of a lieutenant general in the headquarters.

For the sleepy young kid in front of him, Zefa admired his will and hard work.

Not everyone is able to brave such wind and rain, bear the pain of close to collapse, and train late at night.

This requires a tenacious will of steel and a deep obsession with becoming stronger.

This kid named Ron did it.

He gritted his teeth and persisted.

But it is precisely because Zefa appreciates and agrees with Ron that he feels even more regretful.

There are many things that cannot be achieved with hard work alone.

But when Zefa was thinking this way, he seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly stared intently at the navy boy in front of him!

In his knowledge-colored domineering perception, he could clearly perceive that Ron in front of him suddenly glowed with a tenacious and tenacious vitality.

This vitality continuously nourished Ron's body, muscles, blood vessels and organs, making his breath stronger as well.

Although this degree of strengthening was nothing to a general-level powerhouse like Zefa, this surprising change aroused Zefa's curiosity.

Could it be that this kid has a weird physique?

There are thousands of races in this sea, and there are all kinds of weird and magical races.

Huge, siege giants of land kings;

Known as the darling of the sea, the murlocs can erupt with stronger power in the sea;

Long-legged people with muscular legs and good kicking skills;

A fur tribe that has animal fur and can transform into a moonlit night...

Even Zefa, a well-informed naval power who has sailed the sea for decades, cannot guarantee that he has seen all the races in this sea with his own eyes.

And just when Zefa was puzzled,

Ron, who fell into a coma, was awake in his inner consciousness.

"Congratulations, you have completed the task and obtained 1000 points."

"Do you want to use 1000 points for a lucky draw?"

Ron chose "Yes" without hesitation!

What a joke, he "acted" so desperately that he almost put his life on the line, isn't it just to get points for the lottery and become stronger?

As he made a choice, a huge roulette appeared in his mind, shining with colorful sacred light, vast and magnificent.

On the fast-spinning roulette, Ron could vaguely see [Navy Six Types], [Giant Physique] and other coveted rewards.

But for a few seconds,

The fast-spinning roulette stopped.

The pointer slowly stopped on the [Ninja level Chakra combat power] column!

"Congratulations on getting the ninja level chakra!"

"You have successfully mastered the chakra extraction method!"

"Your chakra volume is comparable to that of a ninja!"

"You have successfully mastered Sanshenjutsu, shuriken throwing technique, basic ninjutsu..."

As strands of chakra energy poured out from every cell in the body like a trickle, pouring into the meridians of the body, constantly nourishing the damaged muscles, Ron could only feel his consciousness regaining consciousness. Take control of the body.

He snapped his eyes open.

He saw a face.

Under the flickering lights, the face was wrinkled and mottled, wearing sunglasses, with a strange expression, and looked a little scary and gloomy at close range.

"I rely on!"

Ron was taken aback immediately!

"Ghost!?"

Ron, who didn't react for a while, was startled and let out an exclamation.

He subconsciously punched that face!

boom!

The fist hit the man's sunglasses heavily.

Snapped!

Shattered sunglasses.

next moment,

Zefa's angry voice shook the huge office to the point of collapse.

"—You brat actually sneaked up on this old man!?"

Chapter 4 Favorability +10, attack the admiral?

In the Marshal's office.

Bright lights.

Ron sat on the sofa with a well-behaved .JPG appearance, with his hands on his knees, his body straightened, and he didn't dare to move.

He innocently looked at Zefa, who gritted his teeth and put a murderous look on his eyes, and poured medicinal wine on his eyes, his heart was throbbing.

"Well, Teacher Zefa...do you want me to help you with the medicine?"

Ron said cautiously.

Seeing that Zefa's darkened eye sockets were swollen like a giant panda, the corners of Ron's mouth twitched involuntarily, and his shoulders trembled.

"What are you laughing at? You think you're funny?"

Zefa keenly saw Ron's small movements, and now he was out of breath, blowing his beard and staring.

Ron sat up straight and said solemnly:

"Teacher Zefa, I didn't laugh!"

"I'm a highly trained Marine and generally don't laugh!"

Zefa resisted the urge to smash this bastard, rolled his eyes, took out a brand new pair of sunglasses from the side drawer, and put them on.

But because the black and blue fist marks on his eye sockets were too big, when he touched the wound while wearing sunglasses, he grinned again in pain.

"You laugh again!"

Zefa suddenly turned his head and stared at Ron fiercely.

This bastard boy, who doesn't talk about Wude, even made a surprise attack!

The old man was careless for a moment and didn't flash!

How did Ke Zefa know that this brat Ron would punch him for no reason?

Ron said seriously:

"Teacher Zefa, I really didn't laugh."

His face was tense.

Zefa uttered a sentence from between his teeth:

"You obviously laughed!"

"Don't think that the old man can't see if he wears sunglasses!"

Embarrassment flashed across Ron's face, but it quickly disappeared. He coughed lightly and said seriously:

"Teacher Zefa, I'm not laughing at you."

"I just remembered something funny."

Zefa snorted coldly and took out a cigar from the desk.

Neither can he.

I can't really beat this brat up.

He didn't mean to either.

Just as Zefa was about to light the cigar, he saw that Ron had walked over quickly, smiled like a dog's leg, picked up the lighter, and opened it with a click.

He glanced at Ron, moved the cigar closer, lit it, and took a deep draw.

Thick white smoke was exhaled from the mouth, and feeling the hotness and stimulation of the cigar tobacco surging in the throat, Zefa felt the pain in the eye sockets became much lighter.

He opened his eyes, but saw the navy kid in front of him looking at him eagerly.

Zefa said angrily:

"If you want to smoke, take it yourself!"