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

Perception: F+

Willpower: E

Special Ability: Still as a Virgin

Holy Light Fruit: 0.5% (Awakening Progress)

Active Skill: Fragile (Usable)

After the enhancement was completed, Karl's physique remained unchanged at E-level, but he had a feeling that if he used a few more cards, he could break through to E+ level. Karl was not in a hurry to enhance his perception and will, after all, physique was the real strength.

Since acquiring the "Slacking Off System," Karl has made rapid progress, but compared to the big shots next door, he is still a nobody. You have to know that others at his age can already beat the Four Emperors and kick the Admirals.

"Phew, my slacking-off mission is not yet complete, I still need to work harder! System, use all skill cards!"

"Ding! It has been detected that the host has mastered Iron Block and Shave. The skill card will be automatically converted into Iron Block and Shave skill proficiency."

As soon as the system finished speaking, Karl felt memories of using Iron Block and Shave flooding his mind. Especially with Iron Block, Karl felt as if he had become a CP9 member bursting with confidence, ready to withstand any magic.

After processing the memories, Karl sighed softly, "This iron block thing... I'd better avoid using it as much as possible in the future..."

Chapter 11 Begins to cheat

New recruit training ground.

Zefa glanced at the time and yelled at the recruits who were sweating profusely, "Everyone stop here for now. Assemble at 6:30 PM sharp. Dismissed!"

The new recruits, who had been training for a day, cheered and pushed each other as they rushed toward the mess hall. Ain and Binz stood still, not because they weren't hungry, but because they were going to visit the injured Karl today.

"Ain, Binz, you two come with me!"

"Yes, Professor Zephyr!"

The two followed closely behind Zephyr, heading towards the naval hospital. As Binz watched the hospital get closer, he felt conflicted and whispered to Ain, "Hey, Ain, do you think Karl will hold a grudge? After all, I hurt him so badly."

Ain pursed her lower lip, recalling the lively and cheerful Karl on the recruit ship, and shook her head: "I... I'm not too sure either. Judging from Karl's older brother's personality, he shouldn't hold a grudge."

"Phew~ that's good..." Binz immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Soon, the three of them entered the hospital and arrived at Karl's ward. The door was open, and Zefa walked in without thinking.

"Karl, how's the recovery going... oh~"

Zefa froze halfway through his sentence, his eyes wide, pointing at Karl for a long time without being able to speak. Ain and Binz looked puzzled, until they saw Karl and Monica in the ward, and they were also stunned.

Karl, wearing blue shorts, sat languidly in a chair by the window, a cigar in his right hand, a newspaper in his left, and his legs crossed.

Faint hickeys were still visible on her fair face. Monica, like a docile little wife, stood behind Karl, massaging his shoulders.

When Zefa suddenly burst in, he and Monica seemed frozen in place. Carl stared at Zefa in disbelief, not even noticing the cigar ash falling onto his leg.

Monica reacted quickly, pulling her hand back behind her back with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

"Cough cough cough~ Ouch! Nurse Monica, I suddenly feel a bit of chest tightness, what's wrong? Quickly help me to bed, I need to rest for a while!"

Seeing that Monica did not react, Carl looked embarrassed, put out his cigar, staggered to his bed, and covered himself with the blanket.

"Stop pretending, Karl!!! So you did this on purpose? You've been lying to me all along to avoid training, haven't you?"

Based on Karl's strange behavior since joining the camp, Zephyr quickly figured it out: that kid was doing it on purpose! And this behavior felt strangely familiar to him—yes, it was that bastard Kizaru!

These two guys' methods of avoiding training are practically from the same school. No wonder Karl, who clearly has a physique far superior to Binz, could still suffer such a serious injury! Do they really think he's an idiot?

Zefa's furious voice echoed in the ward, and Binz and Ian trembled with fear.

Monica looked worriedly at the angry Zephyr, then at Karl who dared not utter a word.

Mustering his courage, he said to Zephyr, "Mr. Zephyr, please keep your voice down. This is a hospital, not a training ground. Please don't disturb the patients' rest!"

Karl sighed and said, "Monica, you can go out now!"

Looking at Karl's serious expression, Monica's eyes flickered as if she wanted to say something, but she chose to obey, giving Karl a "good luck" look before walking out of the ward.

"Whoo~"

Zefa's chest heaved as he calmed down after being scolded by Monica. He looked at Karl expressionlessly and said, "You've had a pretty good time these past few days while you were sick! Looks like my training camp has kept you from enjoying your leisure time."

Karl scratched his head awkwardly, feeling that Zefa's words sounded rather unnatural.

"Well, Instructor Zephyr, you overestimate me. I just felt like I was about to rust, so I asked Nurse Monica to loosen up my muscles. It's definitely not what you think."

"Humph!"

Zefa snorted coldly; he didn't believe a word Karl said now.

"I don't care about any of that. Now that you've almost recovered, please return to the training camp as soon as possible. Don't forget, you missed a whole week of training!"

"For the rest of the time, I will personally supervise you and will absolutely not give you another chance to cheat!"

No way! Karl was startled, his little brain working frantically. If Zephyr really did that, he could forget about completing his daily and career missions.

But he couldn't blame him. As the chief instructor of the Navy, Zephyr saw his potential and wanted to guide him onto the right track, hoping he would "become a dragon among men." Did he do anything wrong?

No! On the contrary, he did a great job, as evidenced by the countless elite naval troops he trained.

"Sigh~ Teacher Zefa, to tell you the truth! I actually have a special training method, but I can only tell you about it."

After saying that, Karl glanced at Ain and Binz standing near the door. Zefa subconsciously thought that Karl was going to talk nonsense again, but when she saw Karl's serious eyes, her heart softened.

Thinking that Karl could easily cure his chronic asthma that had bothered him for many years, maybe he really has some special abilities?

After careful consideration, he decided to give Karl another chance. If Karl continued to spout nonsense, he would immediately drag Karl out of his hospital bed and make him train like crazy!

"You two, get out!"

"Yes, Professor Zephyr!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Ain and Binz immediately turned and left.

"boom!"

Zefa closed the door, turned around, and looked at Karl with his arms crossed.

"It's like this, Professor Zephyr. After I gained the Devil Fruit power, I discovered that the power of Holy Light goes far beyond healing and strengthening; it can also enhance my physique!!!"

After speaking, Karl stood up, his body radiating a faint golden aura, as if a god had descended. He then slowly closed his eyes and began to breathe rhythmically.

Behind the scenes, Karl immediately used an attribute enhancement card to strengthen his physique. A warm current surged through his body, and his physique improved from E-level to E+ level.

Breakthrough?

Carl thought he would need to use a few more cards, but he was just one step away from scoring!

The golden halo gradually dissipated, and Karl opened his eyes, smiling as he looked at Zefa, thinking that with Zefa's eyesight, he should be able to see it... right?

The moment Karl broke through in physique, Zephyr's expression changed. He had been immersed in physical techniques for many years and knew everything about physique. He had clearly sensed that Karl's physical qualities seemed to have undergone a transformation.

Could it be true, as Karl claims, that his ability can enhance his physique on its own? No, that's not right. Karl's ability can indeed provide enhancements, but they only last for an hour at most, unless...

"Karl, let this old man test your strength!"

Zefa gave a soft shout, his well-developed muscles bulging high, as if cast from steel.

Karl's eyes narrowed; it was an iron block! He used an iron block!

"Professor Zephyr, I'm afraid I've made a fool of myself!"

Chapter 12 The Privilege of Slacking Off

Taking a deep breath, Karl threw a punch at Zefa, and a loud "Duang" was heard.

Zephyr's expression didn't change at all, but Karl pulled back his fist in pain, his hand throbbing with pain. It was too hard; he couldn't hit it at all!

He even doubted at one point that Zefa was actually learning the real iron block!

"Are you lying to me again? You clearly used holy light to strengthen your physique!"

Zeffa's questioning seemed to have been anticipated. Karl smiled indifferently, a golden ball of light appeared in his palm, which he patted onto himself. Without any explanation, he punched Zeffa again, just as he had done before.

They still couldn't break through Zephyr's defenses, but Zephyr's expression changed.

Zefa clearly sensed that Karl's second attack was 5% stronger than the first. So, the first attack really was Karl's own strength!

At this moment, Zephyr truly believed Karl's nonsense: Holy Light could enhance the physique of ability users!

"This...this...does such a Devil Fruit really exist in the world?"

Zephyr exclaimed in disbelief, having always looked down on Devil Fruits, he now felt a pang of envy for Karl.

"Teacher Zephyr, I wasn't lying to you! Most importantly, this method is highly efficient, far exceeding the growth that can be achieved through training, so..."

"Ah~"

With this ability, why bother with strenuous physical training every day? Of course not!

Zefa sighed and continued, "I understand. In that case, I won't make things difficult for you. You don't need to participate in the daily physical training, but you must be present when I explain combat techniques!"

"Of course!"

Karl readily agreed. Having a physique without combat skills would just make him a brute with all his might. However, Karl needed to rephrase his point about time management with a more emotionally intelligent approach.

“Professor Zephyr, I have another request.”

"Say it!"