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

Karl's expression turned serious: "Teacher Zefa, how about this? I'll spend four hours a day listening to lectures, practicing, and doing real combat. The rest of the time I'll leave the training ground and use my own abilities to improve my physique. What do you think?"

"Can't we build up our physical strength on the training field?"

Seeing that Zephyr seemed somewhat dissatisfied, Karl's expression changed, and he said aggrievedly, "Um, Teacher Zephyr, didn't you tell me not to reveal my abilities yet? If I were in the training ground, I definitely wouldn't be able to hide them."

"and......"

Zefa quickly asked, "And what?"

"Oh no! It's Admiral Kizaru. Admiral Kizaru has contacted me before, and more than once!"

Sorry, Yuanzi, but since your relationship with Zephyr has already reached a point where there's no room for it to deteriorate, you'll have to take the blame for me!

Zephyr's eyes widened, and he roared angrily, "I knew it! That bastard Kizaru was up to no good. Is he telling you his crooked theories again?"

"Hoo hoo~ I'm going to find this bastard and give him a good talking to!!!"

"Hey! Zephyr-sensei, calm down! Calm down!"

Teacher Zefa, your intentions are good, but please don't go ahead with it!

Karl, seeing this was serious, quickly grabbed Zephyr and said hastily, "Zeff, don't be impulsive. Think about it carefully. Admiral Kizaru's philosophy is actually very applicable to me, isn't it?"

"Bullshit! You think I don't know his crooked ways... eh~"

Before he could finish speaking, Zefa froze, stroking his chin in thought. "That's right! Even if Karl only develops his abilities, his physique won't fall too far behind. On the contrary, it's very likely that as his abilities develop, his physique will become stronger and stronger."

Karl only needs to master combat techniques and convert experience into practical combat to become a formidable fighter! Becoming a general is only a matter of time.

This is practically a combination of his and Kizaru's philosophies! But to get him to accept Kizaru's philosophy...

"Humph!"

Zephyr snorted and reluctantly agreed with Karl's words. He wasn't an unreasonable person; on the contrary, that was precisely why he had always disliked Kizaru.

I think he's completely wasting his talent. If Borsalino's physique were at the level of Akainu or Aokiji, he would definitely be the strongest of the three admirals.

"So, Professor Zephyr, what do you think of the training plan I just mentioned?"

"Phew~ This is the path you chose yourself, and I can't force you to do anything. Let's do it your way!"

Karl was secretly delighted. Had he successfully fooled her? He really was a genius at slacking off; he could come up with such a perfect excuse!

“But!” Zefa’s tone changed, and Karl’s expression tightened.

"I will periodically test your strength. If you slack off, I don't care if your abilities are exposed prematurely. You will have to stay in the training ground obediently, just like everyone else!"

"Yes, yes, Professor Zephyr, I promise you!"

Zephyr nodded and patted Karl's shoulder with his large hand: "Karl, get some rest today. I'll be waiting for you at the training ground tomorrow."

After saying that, Zefa turned and left, and the ward suddenly became deserted, with only Karl left, empty and desolate.

"Whoo~"

Karl breathed a sigh of relief. Zephyr suddenly appeared outside the door and asked gossipily, "If I remember correctly, that Nurse Monica is a Navy widow, right? Your relationship with her seems to be more than just casual."

"Uh, Professor Zephyr, please don't misunderstand. I, I was just offering my condolences to the widows of the Navy. Yes! Offering my condolences to the widows of the Navy."

"Visiting the widows of naval veterans? I'm afraid if I had arrived any later, I would have been visiting their bedsides."

"Uh......"

"Forget it, I can't interfere in the affairs of young people, but they must be moderate and not let wine and women ruin their health!"

Leaving behind a meaningful sentence, Zephyr left again, and this time he did not return.

Zefa walked to the hospital entrance and found Binz and Ian still standing outside, looking like they had been waiting for a long time. He couldn't help but say, "Binz, Ian, you should go see Karl now! Especially you, Binz, remember to apologize to Karl."

"Yes, Professor Zephyr!"

The two then returned to Carl's hospital room together, with Ian carrying a fruit basket and Binz carrying a flower basket.

With a smile, Ian placed the fruit basket aside and said to Karl, who was lounging around like Ge You, "Brother Karl, your injury is healing so fast! I thought you were going to be in bed for a month!"

"Hey, you're too kind! The gift is enough, why bring anyone along!"

Binz: It seems like you've got it backwards!

"Uh, Karl, I'm sorry, I went too far earlier. It was my fault. If you're still angry, just punch me!" Binz said sincerely.

"Hahaha, what's a little injury? Do you think I'm such a petty person?"

If anyone really wants to apologize, it should be him to apologize to Binz and Ian! After all, they were both chosen by Karl as his tools for slacking off, and without their help, he wouldn't have been able to slack off so easily.

There's no need to bother these two anymore, because Karl already has his own exclusive "slacking off" privilege!

Chapter 13 Rapid Progress

The next day, Carl reported to Zefa on time, which was actually a special treat for him.

Karl was absent for a week, and his training in the Six Styles of the Navy fell behind. Although the only style he doesn't know right now is Moonwalk, as long as he can use Shave, coupled with his strong physique, he can easily master stepping on his right foot to fly into the sky.

What Karl currently lacks are some tricks and practical skills for using the Six Styles of the Navy, and Zephyr is clearly a qualified physical training instructor.

"I've already told you all the techniques I need to know, but nothing beats a real fight!"

"Next, I will be your sparring partner. Use every trick in the book to attack me!"

Karl nodded, got into position, raised his hand and fired a finger gun, then followed up with a Nine Heavens Thunder Double Kick, which was actually a Tempest Kick, and finally used Shave to rush to Zefa's side and punched Zefa's jawbone.

It can be said that he made a series of moves as fierce as a tiger, but the damage was only 250.

Zephyr calmly parried all of Karl's attacks, then subdued Karl in one fell swoop.

"Making such a big move! Are you deliberately trying to let others know you're about to attack?"

"That's not how you use the 'Storm Kick'! You have to swing your leg like a whip to maximize its power!"

......

In short, Zephyr showed no mercy when teaching Karl, and he did things the way he was taught. After a period of "military training," Karl's combat skills improved by leaps and bounds, and he mastered all the techniques except for Moonwalk.

"Alright, that's enough for today! We'll continue tomorrow. Once your physique improves a bit more, I'll teach you the techniques of Moonwalk!"

A disheveled Karl, slightly out of breath, slapped a beam of holy light onto himself to relieve the fatigue after the intense battle.

"Phew~ Teacher Zephyr, when will I be able to awaken Haki?"

Zefa frowned, about to scold Karl for wanting to run before he could even walk, but then he thought that this guy couldn't be treated the same as everyone else, and after thinking it over again, he said...

"Karl, there's no need to rush with Haki. Once you've mastered the Six Powers of the Navy, I will give you special training in Haki."

"Really? That's great! Thank you so much, Professor Zephyr. I'll head back now!"

Zefa glanced at the time. Great, less than an hour until lunchtime...

The days at the training camp were monotonous; the only theme was hard work, struggle, and sweating it out!

And so, the days passed by, and before they knew it, it was the 60th day, the prelude to the end of the recruits' training camp life.

Today is the day to assess the new recruits' growth and progress, also known as the "New Recruit Competition".

Sixty days later, Karl had transformed from a nobody into a true naval elite, standing out in the training camp, far surpassing Ain and Binz.

Karl has already completed the second phase of the training camp mission, easily obtaining ten designated attribute enhancement cards (advanced) and the special skill he most anticipated, "Swift as a Rabbit".

Without advanced enhancement cards, Karl's attributes are as follows.

Host: Karl

Age: 24 years old

Physical fitness: C

Perception: D

Willpower: D-

Special Abilities: [Still as a Virgin] [Swift as a Rabbit]

Holy Light Fruit: 5.8% (Awakening Progress)

Active Skill: Fragile (Usable)

It's easy to see from the attributes that Karl's strategy in using attribute enhancement cards was to prioritize Physique, secondary Perception, and completely ignore Willpower.

Because Karl discovered that as his strength continued to increase, his willpower attribute would gradually rise, so he became too lazy to waste enhancement cards on him.

The reason is simple: physical strength affects Karl's power, speed, stamina, and recovery ability... while perception affects reaction and thinking.

These two attributes have a significant impact on Karl's combat strength. It is certain that the higher these two attributes are, the stronger Karl's combat strength will be.

As for willpower... the system's explanation is very complicated, involving spirit, courage, and all sorts of other nonsense. The only thing worth noting is that reaching S-rank willpower will automatically awaken Conqueror's Haki.

"Ling ring ring~"

"Karl, wake up! Aren't you supposed to take a test today? Stop sleeping in!"

Monica, wearing a white slip dress, shook Karl's shoulders vigorously. Soon, Karl opened his sleepy eyes, yawned, and mumbled something.

"Mmm, okay, I got it!"

"Fuck!"

Startled awake, Karl hurriedly got out of bed, hastily dressed, washed up, kissed Monica goodbye, and rushed to the cafeteria. He ate his meal before heading to the training ground.