One Piece: Trying 200 times harder, but being too overbearing.

One Piece: Trying 200 Times Hard, But Too Overbearing Author: Lost Pigeon

Summary:

As we all know, Koby, through 200 times the effort, grew from an ordinary person with no foundation to the strength of an admiral in just two and a half years!

Therefore, it can be deduced that in the world of One Piece, even ordinary people can possess the strength of an admiral as long as they put in 200 times the effort!

Isn't this a bit more fragrant than Deep Blue?

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When the protagonist has more time than others, hard work can create miracles.

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The selection meeting for generals after the Marineford War.

Loya stood up and looked around at the group of big shots.

"I work 200 times harder than you guys, so it's only natural that I became a general, right?"

"..."

The meeting room fell silent.

The two new generals had already been decided upon as Yixiao and Huangmu, so how could the young Luoya possibly be chosen?

Marshal Akainu's expression darkened.

"Loya, this is putting us in a difficult position!"

"Difficult to handle?"

Loya grinned and gripped the corner of the table.

"Then let's not do it!"

Flipping the table (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻!!!

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Chapter 1 I'm going to make something of myself!

"Fist and Bone, Honesty!"

In the scene, Koby's all-out attack, risking his life, blasts the rocky arm, which is larger than a warship, in half!

"Holy crap, that punch was from an Admiral!"

"Kobby's awesome! (voice cracks)!"

"To grow from an ordinary marine to an admiral in just two and a half years—that's the value of 200 times the effort!"

"So Coby was the main character all along!"

"According to the information provided in the animation, the daily training volume of Marine Headquarters soldiers is 2000 push-ups, 100 rope climbing sessions, 200 laps around the training ground, and physical combat training. If all of these are multiplied by 200, the brain is already overloaded!"

"Unfortunately, Vice Admiral Garp."

"[Sakazuki: Why are only you guys back? Where's Garp?] [Koby: I cornered him in the New World!]"

"Hahaha, the guy upstairs almost made me die laughing."

"Ahem, let's get serious!"

"If even Coby can do it, if we were to travel to the world of One Piece and put in 200 times the effort, wouldn't that mean we could replicate Coby's miraculous growth?"

“That makes sense!”

"A general in two and a half years? Isn't that ten or a hundred times stronger than those protagonists in overpowered novels? If hard work is all that matters, why would you need a system to give you stat points!"

"Who will go scout ahead?"

"The dump trucks are ready!"

With Coby's strength skyrocketing, the once quiet One Piece forums have become lively again, with sarcastic and mocking comments popping up everywhere.

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It is the year 1515 of the Sea Calendar, which is 5 years before Luffy sets sail.

Donghai, Shields Town.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

A bell rang on the shore. The steady frequency indicated that there was no danger, so there was only one reason for the bell to ring.

"The Navy is back!"

A warship belonging to the 153rd Marine Division is approaching the port. This time, they are going out to subdue the "Black Cat Pirates" who are plundering nearby islands.

The residents of Shells came out of their homes and gathered on both sides of the street, waiting for the "heroes" to return.

The navy represents stability!

Every time the navy returns from an expedition, the townspeople give them a warm welcome, not only out of respect and trust for the navy, but also because their families are among the navy.

However, the expected triumphant return did not occur.

Colonel Rhodes, the highest-ranking officer of the 153rd branch, walked at the front of the column. Half of his face was wrapped in bandages, his left arm was missing, and large patches of blood remained on his clothes.

The other marines were in equally bad shape, their heads, bodies, and limbs covered in wounds and bandages, supporting each other as they moved forward.

At the very back were several flatbed carts carrying wounded soldiers unable to move on their own, and piles of corpses wrapped in white sheets, stacked together like cargo.

The horrific scene was too gruesome to bear.

"How tragic."

Many young people, seeing this scene for the first time, instantly lost all color in their faces, their aspirations to become marines vanished, leaving only deep fear.

They finally understood the old man's advice.

Being in the navy means you can die!

Compared to the panic of the young people, the elderly were much calmer, having witnessed similar scenes more than once in the past decade or so.

"Only this many people have returned."

"Sigh, pirates are getting more and more rampant!"

"Damn it, it's all Roger's fault!"

If I remember correctly, the branch mobilized nearly 100 personnel for this operation, but less than half of them have returned alive.

Since Roger ushered in the Great Pirate Era, even the East Blue, which symbolizes peace, has begun to suffer from the ravages of pirates. Every day, countless villages and people are burned, killed, and plundered.

Navy casualties have become the norm.

The streets were quiet.

The returning marines hung their heads, too ashamed to face the welcoming crowd, their eyes filled with an inescapable fear.

The experience of this battle against the pirates echoed in his mind like a nightmare. The pirates had seen through their movements and ambushed them.

Especially the elusive Captain Crowe, who appeared and disappeared like a ghost, even had Colonel Rhodes' arm cut off by him.

This was a massacre!

Suddenly, the line stopped.

A dozen or so people blocked their way, including elderly people with gray hair, young women who had just gotten married, and bewildered children.

Everyone's face was deathly pale, and their eyes were filled with deep unease.

The old woman squeezed in front of Rhodes, her wrinkled hands clenched tightly together, and asked hopefully, "Colonel Rhodes, may I ask why I haven't seen my son Jamie?"

"And my husband, Cole!"

Has Brother Hanni returned?

A dozen or so people asked each other about their families' situations, even though they already knew the cruel answer in their hearts, they were still unwilling to give up the last glimmer of hope.

Colonel Rhodes's eyes were gloomy.

"Bring them here."

A cart piled with corpses was pulled over. Each white sheet had a corresponding name on it. The white sheet with Jamie's name on it was only the size of a basketball and contained Jamie's remains.

"We were ambushed by pirates. Lieutenant Jamie was hit by their cannonballs and only recovered these parts of his body."

"Plop~~"

The old woman, clutching her bundle, collapsed to the ground in despair.

ten minutes later.

The marines continued their advance, returning to the branch fortress at the end of the street, and the streets were still filled with mournful cries even after everyone had disappeared from sight.

Early the next morning, Branch 153 issued a notice recruiting new soldiers.

Food tavern, at the entrance.

Loya shouldered his pack.