Pirate King: I'm determined to be the King of Sons-in-Law!

Volume 3, roll it up.

Early morning, just as dawn was breaking.

"Beep~~"

The assembly whistle woke the sleeping newlyweds.

Including Loya, the branch only recruited six new soldiers yesterday, less than half the number recruited last time, and the number of new soldiers recruited in the next few days will only be less.

The residents of Shells were terrified.

With a small number of people, everything will be kept simple.

We'll cut back on the welcoming ceremony and such if possible. We've already covered most of the other matters yesterday. The most important thing right now is to keep up with the training schedule and become a full-fledged marine as soon as possible to provide combat power for the branch.

The East Blue is not peaceful. The sea area that the 153rd branch is responsible for protecting is always at risk of being plundered by pirates, just like the Black Cat Pirates who used to run rampant.

Only with sufficient troops can the branch protect civilians!

Downstairs in the dormitory building.

While the other new recruits were still dawdling, Loya had already come downstairs, looking energetic, and stood at the very edge of the line, waiting for the instructor's instructions.

"Look, it's that kid."

The new recruits glanced furtively at Loya, a mixture of surprise and uncertainty in their hearts.

"He was even able to get up."

"You have a great physique."

"That's strange, he seems to have lost a lot of weight."

Yesterday, Loya trained with them and his performance was remarkable. What impressed them most was that Loya's training volume was no less than theirs.

Normally, Loya should be lying in bed in pain right now, his muscles aching so much he can't get up. However, Loya's back is straight, and his eyes are as fierce as a beast's.

That kid's got something!

"Gurgle~~"

Loya's eyes glowed green, and his shriveled belly emitted low growls.

Last night he trained for three hours in the "world" and was exhausted, but after leaving the "world", all fatigue and pain disappeared and his body returned to its best condition.

This is another function of "the world".

The "world" will use his muscle and fat to heal his injuries and fatigue; he has lost at least three pounds since yesterday.

The most immediate feeling is hunger!

He was so hungry he wanted to swallow a stone!

But the first thing a soldier must learn is to endure!

Soon, the other new recruits ran out of the dormitory building amidst the instructors' shouts, yawning as they joined the ranks and headed to the training ground together.

The morning training sessions were very monotonous.

Military posture training lasts for half an hour.

Loya straightened his back and looked straight ahead. In less than five minutes, sweat began to bead on his forehead, and his whole body started to itch and ache.

Standing at attention is not difficult, but standing it well is definitely not an easy task!

Loya recalled his military training experience during his school days. He remembered that he was only required to stand at attention for 10 minutes, and he had to find ways to cheat and shirk his duties.

Military posture is terrifying; it tests both willpower and physical strength.

Branch 153 was just a small branch, and the requirements weren't that strict. While Loya was desperately stretching his anus and chest, the other recruits had already skillfully avoided the instructors' sight and were making small movements to slack off.

The instructors also noticed the recruits' little tricks. These were things he had already done before, so how could they be fooled?

However, he chose to turn a blind eye.

Branch 153 is just one of many naval branches in the East China Sea. The new recruits there are generally not very good in terms of physical fitness. If the training intensity is too high, it may actually overwhelm the new recruits.

Furthermore, once these new recruits witness the brutality of pirates during their future missions, they will naturally understand the importance of training.

"Hey, this kid."

The instructor saw Loya's perfect posture and the beads of sweat on his forehead, and smiled with some surprise.

Sweating so much means I haven't been slacking off.

He's a promising talent!

"Snapped!"

The instructor's hand slapped Loya's pert buttocks with a "smack".

"Good standing!"

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Loya's chrysanthemum tightened.

That's going too far! Why are people so interested in his butt?

As the sun gradually rose, the military posture training came to an end, and the new recruits went to the canteen for lunch under the guidance of their instructors.

Various breads, roast meats, fish fillets, seafood fried rice, vegetable salads, mashed potatoes, and tea drinks.

In terms of food, each branch treats the marines well, providing a wide variety of ingredients without limits, allowing them to take as much as they can eat.

Fighting pirates is a life-or-death struggle, and with a high casualty rate, cutting back on food could easily cause a mutiny.

"This is it!"

Loya's eyes gleamed with greed. He piled chunks of meat onto his plate like a starving ghost, eating at least three times the amount of a normal marine. Once seated, he couldn't wait to devour the food.

It's not uncommon to find big eaters among marines, especially those who are naturally muscular; it's not unusual for them to eat ten times more than the average marine.

Eat more to become stronger!

If it weren't for his limited digestive capacity, Loya would love to be a glutton like Luffy, but given his current physical condition, three times the normal amount of food is already his limit.

Ten minutes later.

"Hiccup~~"

A full stomach brings happiness.

Loya clutched his slightly swollen belly, feeling so full he didn't want to move. If he could light a cigarette at a time like this...

Unfortunately, ordinary marines are prohibited from smoking.

To enjoy the freedom to smoke, one must be at least a colonel in the military, where cigarettes, coffee, cigars, and other cigarettes will be readily available.

Few high-ranking naval officers don't smoke.

That's the prevailing trend.

New recruits are gathering at the training ground.

After a simple warm-up, the six newcomers, including Loya, formed a line and began running around the training field.

The total is 10 laps of 5 kilometers, followed by 100 push-ups, 100 squats, 100 sit-ups, and 10 rope climbing exercises.

All training content must be completed before 12 noon.

The training volume is only half that of the "veterans" for one month. After one month, the training volume will increase regardless of the newcomers' performance.

If you can't finish, you'll have to practice more this afternoon after you've finished your work!

"Phew~~"

Loya adjusted his breathing rhythm and ran as fast as his body could within the limits.

Completing the training mission was just the basics; what he wanted was to reach a qualified, or even excellent, level as soon as possible and become a full-fledged marine.

Five more years until Luffy sets sail!

If one cannot attain the strength and position of a lieutenant general or higher within five years, then in the turmoil that will soon sweep the world five years from now, one will at best be cannon fodder.

Let alone defeating the supernovas and the great pirates of the New World, even surviving the Marineford War is a problem.

Becoming a lieutenant general is the minimum requirement. Only by possessing the strength of a general can his anxious heart be at peace, and even if the world changes drastically, he can still occupy a place on the stage.

There's no time to dawdle.

In less than 30 seconds, Loya had left the other newcomers more than ten meters behind.

"That kid runs really fast!"

Following behind Loya and getting covered in dust, the other newcomers' faces immediately fell.

This is only the first day of training. There's no need to push them so hard. There's plenty of time for them to complete all the training programs.

As Loya got further and further away, the group became increasingly anxious.

"Damn it, we can't fall behind!"

The group gritted their teeth and quickened their pace, feeling resentful. If they fell too far behind, wouldn't they look useless?

We can't let that bastard steal the spotlight all by himself!

Normally, it would take a newcomer 20 minutes to complete 10 laps. However, under Loya's influence, the five newcomers forced themselves to complete the entire course in less than 15 minutes.

"I...I can't take it anymore."

"Phew~ Me too!"

The five men were exhausted and breathless, their bodies hunched over, their hands pressed against their trembling knees to prevent themselves from collapsing.

Until Loya passed by them.

"Huh???"

The five people stood there, dumbfounded, staring at each other.

What happened?

Is that kid still running?

You should have finished 10 laps by now!

When Loya finished running a lap and passed by them again without stopping, the group finally realized the seriousness of the situation.

"Damn, this kid's got extra training!"

Damn it, it's only the first day, can't you give me a break?!

(End of this chapter)