Time Travel: Age of Discovery

Long's gaze wavered between trust and caution. He chose to place his trust in Teya's words, but the door to complete trust in his heart remained locked. He knew that the key to this game lay not in Teya's eloquent words but in Tiger's silent inner decision, which would ultimately determine the direction of the wind.

Just as Long was lost in this swirling vortex of complex thoughts, Teya's voice, like the breaking light of dawn, pierced the silence of the room. "I know full well that, in my navy uniform, my words may be like whispers on the wind, unable to reach your hearts.

His words were filled with a hint of helplessness, yet also with unwavering determination. Then, his gaze gently passed over the bear beside him, as if silently expressing a certain understanding and trust. "But please allow me to remind you that the real enemy is not those marines dressed in robes of justice. At least, not marines like me. Our guns have never been pointed at souls yearning for freedom."

At these words, Long and Kuma's faces instantly turned as heavy as lead, while Tina and Smoker's faces were filled with shock and disbelief. Had the other marines heard of Teya's words, it would undoubtedly have caused a storm. But between these four, their past battles together and Teya's teachings served as a solid shield, protecting them from the storms of the outside world.

Like a beacon in the fog, Thea's intentions gradually became apparent in Long's mind. He realized that Thea had left them behind, perhaps to light a lamp of hope in this chaos, to guide them to see their true enemy—the gigantic and corrupt World Government.

"The mission of the Revolutionary Army," Long said, silently echoing Thea's unspoken words in his mind, "is to gather all forces that desire change and jointly fight against the greatest fallacy of this era. The Navy may be on the other side of our conflict, but if it weren't for the oppression of the World Government, why would we embark on this thorny road?

Just like those who were forced to become pirates, their choice was nothing more than the instinct for survival and the yearning for a better life."

Teya's eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts. He smiled gently and asked Xiang Long: "Does what I said make sense, Mr. Long?" At this moment, there seemed to be an inexplicable resonance in the secret room, and the hearts of the four people were closely connected by the same belief.

As the dawn broke over the ocean, Long's voice, like the tolling of an ancient bell from afar, was steady and profound. He didn't directly refute Teya's words, but instead posed a question in a manner that bordered on philosophical inquiry: "Even so, as a member of the navy, you understand the truth beneath the deep blue better than I do. How can I easily place my trust in someone within an institution?"

As soon as these words were spoken, it was as if a stone was thrown into the lake of Teya's heart, and ripples spread out. His gaze involuntarily sank to the mottled deck under his feet, which seemed to reflect the history of the navy, which was intertwined with glory and darkness.

The navy, once a synonym for glory, is now like an old ship sailing on the eve of a storm. Every step seems so heavy and it may be swallowed up by the huge waves of the times at any time.

"Indeed, the navy's situation is like walking on the edge of a cliff. If we are not careful, we may fall into the abyss." Teya's voice was low and powerful. He slowly raised his head, with an undying light flashing in his eyes.

"But just like the brightest star in the night sky, even in the endless darkness surrounding us, we must strive to shine. I, an insignificant lieutenant general, may not be able to change the world, but I firmly believe that every drop of water that flows into the ocean contributes its own strength to changing the tide."

At this point, Teya's gaze gently passed over Tina and Smoker, two young rising stars of the Navy, their eyes gleaming with the ignition of hope. "We are not only the sharp blades in the hands of the World Government, but also the flames that protect justice and light.

What we need to do is not just to execute orders, but to find and train those who can lead the future and reshape the world order."

At that moment, Long's eyes seemed to be touched by some kind of warm power, like the first ray of winter sunshine penetrating the clouds and melting the frozen heart. He nodded slightly, and an indescribable resonance surged in his heart.

"While I haven't fully foreseen the path to achieving your vision, I sense the determination and courage behind it." Long's voice was filled with approval. "However, between ideals and reality lie countless difficulties and obstacles. How do you plan to bridge this gap?"

Teja smiled, a smile that showed both a calmness about the unknown and a desire for victory. He looked up at the boundless blue sky, as if he could penetrate the clouds and see the outline of the future.

"My goal may coincide with yours, Mr. Long. I want to build a navy that truly belongs to the people and upholds justice. I will not only overthrow the corrupt world government, but also eliminate those hypocrites who claim to be righteous but actually trample on justice!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the air around them seemed to freeze, and everyone's expressions changed from shock to admiration. Teya's eyes gleamed with an unprecedented determination, as if he had already seen the path to a bright future, even if it was long and full of thorns.

Then, Teya turned his gaze to Tiger, the warrior from Fishman Island, a trace of deep thought flashing in his eyes. "But before that, perhaps we have a more pressing task to complete..." His voice gradually faded away in the morning light, leaving behind a series of thought-provoking ellipses, foreshadowing the beginning of a new journey. Chapter 279 Dancing against the Current, the Sea of Heart

In that air woven with complex emotions, everyone's gaze converged into an invisible bridge, spanning the space and gently touching Tiger's figure. He, once a lone wolf in the deep sea, now became the focus of everyone's attention.

Tiger, the silent traveler, finally slowly raised his head which had been lowered for a long time, with a deep light flashing in his eyes, as if he could see into the deepest secrets of human heart.

Tina's eyes were filled with confusion, like a traveler searching for directions in the fog; Smoker's brows were furrowed, his confusion as elusive as the smoke swirling in his hands. Thea's eyes revealed unconditional trust, like the brightest star in the night sky, giving Tiger the strength to move forward.

The dragon, always a curious being with a touch of mystery, was now trying to penetrate the fog inside Tiger's heart with his sharp gaze, while the bear, with his characteristic indifference, watched quietly, as if everything was under control.

Tiger's heart was a vast, turbulent ocean. Past hardships, like undercurrents, were invisible, yet constantly impacted his soul. He remembered that every breath he took was accompanied by a longing for freedom, and every time he closed his eyes, he yearned for his fallen companions.

Those tragic memories, like a brand, were deeply engraved on his heart and became his motivation to live - the flame of revenge burned fiercely in his chest.

But beneath the flames of revenge, there is also a touch of tender concern. Fishman Island, the place he has dreamed of thousands of times, where his roots are.