Pirate: I'm an admiral now, what's wrong with taking a little extra money?

Garp picked his nose, still joking, but the veterans around him could feel the suffocating atmosphere.

The room fell silent; no one dared to speak.

Just then, a muffled murmur came from the corner, breaking the unsettling silence.

"Huh? What's this thing? It's so stuffy..."

The boatswain with the scar on his face rolled over and sat up from the pile of ropes, still clutching a white, fuzzy thing tightly in his arms.

He instinctively reached out and pulled, shaking the lump apart.

"This... isn't this Major Long's overcoat?" The boatswain held up the cloak that symbolized his rank as a colonel, still not quite understanding what was going on. "Hehe, Major Long is actually quite nice; he covered me with a blanket because he was worried I'd catch a cold..."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt the temperature around him plummet to freezing.

He stiffly raised his head, only to meet Garp's emotionless eyes.

The terrifying sense of oppression caused the boatswain, who had just been about to joke, to instantly break out in a cold sweat, his drunkenness turning into pure terror.

Karp extended his calloused hand and silently accepted the coat.

The word "Justice" is still prominently displayed on the coat, but it has lost the warmth of its owner's body.

In the most conspicuous place on the inner lining of the collar, the line of black handwriting was hastily written, conveying a sense of determination:

[Dad, by the time you read this note, I will be gone. I do not agree with your justice; I am going to find the real answers. Don't worry about me. —Dragon]

"Click".

The bag of senbei that Garp hadn't finished eating was instantly crushed into powder.

Even from a distance, Kane, who was standing at the end of the line trembling the whole time, could clearly feel a terrifying aura surging wildly within Garp's body, like a volcano about to erupt.

In the sky, the once clear clouds suddenly began to churn, as if responding to the anger of this top expert.

The wooden planks on the deck made a slight cracking sound, and the surrounding marines trembled under the pressure of this aura, with some even collapsing to their knees due to their weak legs.

"You brat...you little bastard!"

Garp's voice was low and hoarse, with a barely perceptible tremor, "So... you actually took this path?"

He knew that Dragon had always been dissatisfied with the World Government.

But he never expected that Long would leave so decisively and so completely.

There wasn't even a goodbye.

“Lieutenant General…” Bogart glanced at the words on his coat, his pupils contracted slightly, and he immediately stepped forward, asking in a low voice, “The situation is serious. Should we notify headquarters immediately? Request an emergency arrest warrant?”

A naval lieutenant commander, the son of a naval hero, has defected!

If this is true, it would be a scandal that would shake the world!

"Notify me what?!"

Garp suddenly flew into a rage and slammed his fist into the side of the ship next to him.

Boom!!!

With a loud bang, the entire sturdy warship shook violently.

The steel railing on the ship's side instantly turned to dust. The terrifying force of the punch, carrying an almost tangible aura, blasted a vacuum tunnel hundreds of meters long into the sea!

A giant wave exploded in the distance, and several lurking sea kings were stunned and turned belly up before they could even scream.

All the marines were so terrified by this earth-shattering punch that they collapsed to the ground, not daring to breathe.

Garp was panting heavily, his eyes bloodshot. He stared at the coat in his hand for a long time, but in the end he just let his hand fall limply, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

"Bogart!"

"exist!"

"Monkey D. Dragon, while on a reconnaissance mission, encountered an extreme storm and unfortunately fell into the water and went missing! His fate is unknown!"

Garp turned his back, not wanting his subordinates to see his expression. "Report this to headquarters right now! Anyone who dares to gossip will be thrown into the sea to feed the fish!"

This is the last cover a father can give for his son.

Bogart glanced deeply at Karp's desolate back, stood at attention, saluted, and said firmly, "Yes, sir! All crew, listen to my command! Lieutenant Commander Long has gone missing in the line of duty. A moment of silence, everyone!"

All the marines immediately lowered their heads, remaining silent as if trembling in fear.

At that moment, Kane, who had kept his head down the entire time while standing in the crowd, heard the wonderful notification sound in his mind again.

[Ding! The host has successfully misled high-ranking naval officers, helping to cover up a major defection!]

[Discipline Points Earned: 5000!]

Kane struggled to suppress the upward curve of his lips.

I'm sorry, Vice Admiral Garp.

Although it cost you a son.

But don't worry, I'll help you make your grandson lame in the future.

After all, a family should be together all the time.

"Kane!"

Karp suddenly roared, startling Kane.

Has it been exposed?

Kane immediately stood at attention and shouted, "Present!"

Garp turned around, his eyes still a little red, but he had already reverted to his usual unreasonable self. He tossed the dragon coat into Kane's arms.

"With the dragon gone, my ship has lost a capable fighter!"

Garp grinned, a grin that looked more like a grimace, yet it carried an irresistible domineering air.

"Since you're the genius that Zephyr praised, then take the dragon's place! From today onwards, you're the backbone of my ship! Train like crazy! Train until you drop dead!"

A terrifying sense of oppression enveloped Kane.

"If you dare to run away, or if you're too weak, I'll chase you to the ends of the earth and give you a loving iron fist!"

Kane swallowed hard when he saw Garp's fist, which was bigger than his head.

This is hardly the training of key personnel!

这分明是老父亲痛失爱子，想找个耐揍的沙袋撒气啊！

Is this... karma?

Kane, clutching the coat still warm from the "spark of revolution," looked at Garp's face, which screamed "You're in trouble," and, fighting back tears, gave a perfect military salute.

"Yes! I promise I won't run away! I promise I can take a beating!"

Garp nodded in satisfaction, his frustration seemingly dissipating slightly. He then waved his hand, pointing towards the turbulent New World seas in the distance.

Full speed ahead! Destination: The New World!

"Bring that bastard Roger back! I'm...furious right now!!!"

Chapter 38 As long as you don't die from training, train like you're going to die!

The warship cut through the waves, leaving a long white trail behind it.

The dragon's defection was forcibly suppressed by Garp, which put Kane's mind at ease.

He huddled in the shadow of the clutter piled on the deck, seemingly lost in thought, but in reality, a series of heart-pounding numbers were popping up on his retina.

[Current disciplinary points balance: 100,200!]

One hundred thousand! A full one hundred thousand two hundred points!

This is hard-earned money earned by fooling the future leader of the revolutionary army!

"Comrade Dragon, you must do your best..." Kane prayed silently in his heart, a kind smile on his face. "The more trouble you cause, the more dividends I will receive. When you finally bring down the Celestial Dragons, I'll definitely erect a longevity tablet for you."

With this huge sum of money, Kane finally had the confidence to examine the path ahead.

Beyond that lies a new world.

That's a monster's paradise. Without Haki, you don't even have the right to talk to the strong. The Storm-Storm Fruit may be powerful, but against a truly top-tier powerhouse, it'll still beat you to a pulp.

"System, open the skill exchange list!"

A blue light screen flickered, and the list expanded.

[Skills learning module now available...]

[Armament Haki (Beginner): The basics of applying Haki to the body or weapon for offense and defense. Required Disciplinary Points: 100000.]

[Observation Haki (Beginner): The foundation for sensing others' aura, emotions, and attack intentions. Requires 100000 Disciplinary Points.]

[Conqueror's Haki (Beginner): A symbol of the chosen one who intimidates the weak, the ultimate weapon for top-tier powerhouses to directly attack. Requires 1000000 Disciplinary Points. (Can be awakened through special events, extreme emotional stimulation, or high-level draws with an extremely low probability)]

Kane's kind smile froze on his face when he saw the two conspicuous "100,000".

Although I was mentally prepared, when it came time to actually spend the money, the heartache of a miser still welled up inside me.

He painstakingly saved up for so long, defying his superiors and extorting money from Germa, finally managing to scrape together 100,000. If this happens, he'll be back to square one overnight, with only 200 left in his pocket?

This feeling is worse than killing him!

"No, absolutely not."

Kane was in a frantic internal struggle, with two little figures fiercely battling in his mind.

A tiny golden figure waved banknotes and shouted, "Spend it! Survival is the most important thing! What's the use of points if you're dead! Learn the domineering power so you can earn more points in the future!"

Another small black figure clutched a money bag tightly, lamenting, "Don't spend it! This is all hard-earned money! Isn't Garp a living Haki tutorial machine? Let him beat him up a few times, maybe he'll learn! Why waste money on something free? Save it for the lottery! You might just turn a bicycle into a motorcycle!"

After a fierce internal struggle, the black figure kicked the golden figure away.

"Yes! Why not use something that's free!"

Since Garp said he would "train until he dies," isn't that clearly a sign that he's going to personally teach me? A Marine hero giving me hellish, hands-on instruction—this kind of treatment money can't buy!

Kane took a deep breath, straightened his uniform, and strode to the center of the deck, his footsteps thumping loudly.

"Lieutenant General Garp!"