One Piece: Starting as a Marine Lieutenant, I Slack Off and Get Stronger

Zefa jumped up and quickly got to Karl's side. He squatted down and extended his finger; Karl was still breathing.

"Quick! Get Karl to the infirmary!"

Zephyr wasn't in the mood to question Binz about why he had acted so cruelly; he was only concerned about Karl's health, who was the future pride of the Navy!

Several strong new recruits quickly carried a stretcher out of the storeroom and escorted Karl to the infirmary.

Thirty minutes later.

Zefa asked the doctor anxiously, "How is Karl? Is it serious?"

The doctor removed his mask and said with a serious expression, "Instructor Zephyr, Mr. Karl's condition is not optimistic. He has three broken ribs with the fracture ends broken inward. At the same time, there is damage to the soft tissue of his chest wall, damage to internal organs, and obvious hematoma in his chest."

"Doctor, don't tell me these things. I just want to know if his life is in danger and whether he will suffer any long-term effects."

After a moment's thought, the doctor said, "Don't worry, this kind of injury is not fatal. As for the aftereffects, we don't know yet and we need to observe for a period of time."

Upon hearing that there was no danger to his life, Zefa breathed a sigh of relief. He couldn't help but wonder how Karl, who was the strongest among the new recruits, could not even withstand a single punch.

"That's good, that's good. By the way, can we go see him now?"

"I'm sorry, but I suggest you wait until the patient's condition improves before visiting, so as not to affect the patient's recovery."

Zefa sighed helplessly, "Alright then, I'll come back in a while."

Back at the training ground, a furious Zephyr grabbed Binz and dragged him to a corner, yelling, "Binz! What exactly happened today? Tell me the truth!"

Binz scratched his head in frustration. He had no idea! Just now, Instructor Xiu Zuo didn't believe in the magic and specifically made him use that move again.

As a result, Xiu Zuo easily blocked his attack without even using the iron block. His final assessment was: How could he have injured Karl so badly with just this level of skill in the defense?

But there was nothing he could do. Facing the respected instructor Zefa, he honestly explained the whole story. Zefa still had no clue after listening, so he had no choice but to send Binz back to the training field.

"This kid is really strange! First it was Ain, and now it's Binz. I have a feeling this little rascal is doing it on purpose."

But if Zefa knew what a staged accident was, he would definitely confidently dismiss the idea.

"Ding, you have accumulated eight hours of slacking off. Daily task completed. Rewards: 2 Attribute Enhancement Cards, 1 Navy Six Styles Iron Block Skill Card, and 1 Happy Fat Otaku Water."

Hearing the notification in his mind, Carl instantly woke up, but immediately gasped in pain. It hurt, it hurt so much!

Looking down, Carl saw that his chest was wrapped up tightly and an IV drip was attached to his side. He couldn't help but sigh, "So I'm in the hospital after all! I managed to slack off, but I'm suffering too!"

"Ugh~ I can't take it anymore, it hurts!"

Karl barely managed to raise his right hand, conjuring a ball of holy light, and patted it onto his body. A warm energy began to circulate within Karl's body, instantly easing the pain considerably.

Relying on the abundant stamina restored by [Quiet as a Virgin], Karl quickly launched another attack, and immediately felt that his injuries were almost completely healed.

"Ah~ that feels much better, this ability is really useful!"

Karl estimated that one more shot would almost heal his injuries, but he should stop there! If he really recovered, wouldn't his injuries have been for nothing? He should rest for at least ten days to two weeks, and at least make sure his sacrifice was worthwhile.

"Squeak~" The ward door was pushed open, and a nurse with long, wavy golden hair walked in. She was wearing a white nurse's uniform, crystal earrings, and carrying an iron tray full of medicine.

She seemed pleasantly surprised to see that Karl was awake. She quickly put the tray aside, came to Karl's side, and asked with concern, "Mr. Karl, you're awake! How are you feeling?"

A fragrant breeze wafted over, and Karl was pleasantly surprised. He was surprised to find such a beautiful nurse in the infirmary. Why hadn't he seen her when he came last time?

"Hmm, I feel pretty good, but my chest still hurts a little."

The nurse smiled gently, a slight upturn to her lips: "Besides your chest, is there anything else that's bothering you?"

Carl shook his head. He had indeed felt something just now, but after treating himself, he was almost fully recovered, so there was nothing else that bothered him.

"That's good. I'm going to change your dressing in a bit. It might hurt a little, so don't move around!"

Chapter 10 It's you again!

Goodbye, Nurse Monica!

Goodbye, Karl, I'll come see you again tomorrow!

Carl smiled broadly as he saw off the nurse who was changing his dressing, a slight ripple in his heart. He had already found out that Nurse Monica was 27 years old and currently single—no, to be precise, she was a naval widow.

Monica's husband was originally a naval lieutenant commander. He was ambushed by pirates while on patrol at sea and died in the crossfire. It has been five years since then.

Five years! How many five-year periods does one have in a lifetime? At that moment, a sense of responsibility inexplicably welled up in Karl's heart.

It is our duty to take care of the widows of naval personnel!

"Oh, that's scary! You're injured but still have so much energy chatting with the nurse. It seems your injury isn't that serious!"

The familiar, slow, leisurely tone echoed in the ward, startling Karl, who turned his head to look.

Kizaru's tall figure leaned lazily against the door frame, tilting his head to look at Karl. Although Kizaru's eyes were not clearly visible, his complex and ever-changing mouth movements still conveyed a sense of mockery.

"Admiral Kizaru? When did you arrive?"

Kizaru strolled into the ward, glanced at the gauze on Karl's chest, and said, "While you were getting along so well with that little girl, I was already here."

Karl was astonished; it turned out that the old man had been eavesdropping all along!

"Ahem, Admiral Kizaru, did you come all this way just to see me?"

Kizaru pouted and said nonchalantly, "How could that be? My lips have been a bit dry lately, so I came to the hospital to buy some lip balm. I just happened to see you."

By the way, did you eavesdrop?

"Uh, thank you for your concern, Admiral Kizaru..."

Then the ward fell silent. Kizaru didn't speak, and neither did Karl. They just stared at each other.

"Since you're alright, I'll take my leave..." Kizaru made a move to turn and leave, then suddenly turned back, his gaze fixed intently on Karl: "You did this on purpose?"

Carl gasped. "How did you know?!" Was this the unspoken understanding between slackers?

"Ahem! Admiral Kizaru, don't you dare slander someone's reputation out of thin air!"

"Tch~ Stop pretending. I used these little tricks much better than you back in the day. Your injury is too childish. But I can't blame you. Who told me to have that monster Akainu in my generation!"

This sentence contained a great deal of information. Karl quickly understood why Kizaru could see through his intentions at a glance, because this guy had done it before, and it was Akainu who injured him!

"Hiss~" No wonder we're kindred spirits! I still have a lot to learn from Admiral Kizaru when it comes to slacking off in training camp.

Aokiji? Sorry, I don't know him!

"As expected~ You're exactly like me when I was young, kid. Those boring training sessions really weren't very interesting!"

Karl curled his lip. What do you mean by "exactly the same"? That's a bit of an insult. Look at your chrysanthemum face, and then look at my stunning good looks. How dare you say that!

"Uh, Admiral Kizaru, what do you mean by that? I don't quite understand!"

To neither deny nor admit is simply to be stubborn.

Kizaru grinned, revealing a lewd smile: "Young people these days are really scary! I won't tell anyone, but your abilities are different from mine, so you'll have to work on your physique."

Then, changing the subject, he said, "But if you're willing to be my adjutant, I guarantee no one can harm you! How about it? Want to consider it?"

See you in the picture!

Karl looked thoughtful, and after considering it again and again, he decided to agree to Kizaru's request first. Otherwise, what would happen if Kizaru kept bothering him whenever he had free time?

"Sigh! Since Admiral Kizaru has said so, I can't keep avoiding this. How about this, Admiral Kizaru, when I graduate from training and decide where I want to go, I will definitely choose you, Admiral Kizaru. Now you can rest assured!"

Kizaru burst into laughter, his face deeply lined with wrinkles. He patted Karl on the shoulder with great satisfaction, turned and left, considerately closing the door behind him.

After confirming that Kizaru had left, Karl breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the dusky sky outside the window, and gradually drifted off to sleep.

Three days later, it was also the seventh day since the start of the Marine training camp.

"Karl, I'm off work now. I'm going to get some food. I'll be right there. Take care of yourself!"

Karl feigned displeasure and said, "Are you just going to leave like this? Are you sure you don't want to say something?"

After saying that, Karl pointed to his cheek. Monica blushed, looked around furtively, and after making sure no one was around, quickly kissed Karl on the cheek.

Carl grinned, put his arm around Monica's neck, and gave her a quick kiss on her red lips.

"Ugh! What if someone sees us! Really!" Monica, her face flushed, pushed Karl away, wiped the glistening strands from the corner of her mouth, and quickly walked out of the ward with a clattering sound.

Carl chuckled as he watched Monica's flustered retreating figure, wiping the lipstick stain from the corner of his mouth. In the past three days, apart from lying in the hospital bed, Carl hadn't been idle; his relationship with his personal nurse, Monica, had progressed rapidly.

This was all thanks to Carl's humorous conversation and handsome face, which easily won over the long-lonely Monica.

Now, when no one is around, Carl can touch hands, kiss lips, and occasionally even reach second base.

"Ding, your cumulative time spent slacking off has reached 8 hours. Daily task completed. Reward: 2 Attribute Enhancement Cards, 1 Finger Gun Skill Card, and 1 Iron Block Skill Card."

"Your accumulated slacking time for the career mission 'Training Camp Showdown' has reached 82 hours. Please keep up the good work, host!"

Carl has accumulated seven days' worth of daily task rewards, and now he has 14 designated attribute enhancement cards, one each of Iron Block, Shave, Finger Gun, and Tempest Kick skill cards. The rest are snacks and days of lifespan, which can be ignored.

"System, use 9 attribute enhancement cards to strengthen the physique."

Keep the remaining 5 enhancement cards for later use.

The next moment, he heard a faint cracking sound, and a warm current surged through his body. His sharply defined muscles became tingly and numb, especially the wounds that he had deliberately left untreated, which itched unbearably. Karl could feel the wounds healing rapidly.

"System, view properties!"

Host: Karl

Age: 24 years old

Physical strength: E