In the large office, Zefa was sitting in front of his desk, meticulously handling some documents. These documents were all information about the soldiers in the training camp.
Zefa read through the information in his hand carefully and quickly memorized the information in his mind so that he could deal with the students he needed to face next.
In fact, Zefa had already read these materials more than once, but in order not to make any mistakes and not let his first instructor career have any flaws, he still reviewed them again before the teaching began.
Zefa was so focused on what he was doing that he didn't notice the passage of time. It was only when a soldier came in to remind him that he suddenly woke up.
Looking at the time, Zefa realized that he had unknowingly exceeded the time he had set.
A sense of awkwardness welled up in his heart, but Zefa's expression did not change as he led his bodyguards to the training ground.
Stopping outside the training ground, Zefa felt a rare sense of nervousness when he thought about how he was about to become an instructor. This was a feeling he hadn't felt in decades.
Shaking his head silently, Zefa could not help but laugh when he felt the sudden surge of emotions in his heart. Then, he strode into the training ground without hesitation.
Walking into the training ground, he saw that all the soldiers were quietly waiting for the arrival of the Kazawa Method, and they consciously lined up in a neat square.
Seeing this, Zefa couldn't help but nod his head, a hint of satisfaction appearing in his eyes.
Walking to the front of the square team, Zefa glanced at the imposing team in front of him and said slowly after a long while.
"From today onwards, I will be your instructor. My name is Zefa. I believe you all know this name. I don't need to explain it anymore!”
After hearing Zefa's words, the quiet team instantly became chaotic. Almost everyone looked at Zefa excitedly!
What a joke! How could anyone in the navy not know the name Zefa?
The former general of the navy, a super expert who had awed the sea for decades, and a naval hero who made countless pirates tremble in fear-Zefa Blackwrist!!!
Why did these elites of the navy rack their brains to join this training camp? It was all because the instructor of this training camp was the legendary Blackwrist Zefa!
Being able to become Zefa's student meant that one's strength would definitely be greatly improved. Just the identity of being Zefa's student was basically a golden signboard in the navy.
Because with the identity of Zefa's student, it was extremely easy for him to stand out.
More importantly, almost all of the soldiers who joined Zefa's training camp were fans of Zefa, so to be able to become Zefa's student was a supreme honor that surpassed any benefits.
Looking at the chaotic troops in front of him, Zefa didn't feel angry. Instead, he felt very gratified because the excited reaction of these soldiers proved that his efforts over the years weren't meaningless.
Zefa cleared his throat to let the team return to their original state before continuing.
"In the next year, I will do my best to train you all so that you can become stronger. "At the same time, I only have one request for you. That is to absolutely obey my orders and everything I say. Can you do it?"
"I can do it!"
He immediately shouted excitedly. On the wide training ground, a team of 100 people made a loud sound that only 1000 people could achieve.
"It's good that you can do it! Next, I'll call the names."
Nodding in satisfaction, Zefa took a list from his bodyguard and read out the names one by one.
"Madak!"
"Here!"
"Rhode!"
"Here!"
"Nicholas!"
"Here!"
………………..
Zefa read the names of the students one by one. Every time he heard a response, he would look at the other person and compare the student with the corresponding student in his mind to see if there was any difference.
Not long after, the names were almost all called. Only two students had not been called yet.
Looking at the two names on the list, Zefa's eyes flashed, and he immediately read out the two special names.
"Porusalino!"
"Here!"
"Sakasugi!"
"Here!"
Two voices rang out as Zefa called out his name. Zefa immediately turned his gaze over. This was the first time he had seen Sakasugi and Porusalino, the two Devil Fruit ability users who had caused chaos in the navy.
Zefa couldn't help but frown when he saw Porusalino. This sloppy and lazy guy didn't look like a soldier at all.
Zefa was an old soldier who had been in the army for decades. After many years of being influenced by what he heard and saw, he paid great attention to things like the military style. He believed that a soldier should have the appearance of a soldier.
Therefore, Zefa didn't like people like Porusalino, who had the aura of a local gangster and was even more powerful than a soldier.
If it wasn't for the fact that Borusalino was a Devil Fruit user with boundless potential, Zefa would have kicked him out of his training camp the moment he saw him.
Unlike Polusalino, Zefa's eyes lit up when he saw Sakasugi.
He had a straight posture, an iron-blooded temperament, a serious look in his eyes, and a serious expression on his face…
The person who appeared in front of Zefa was Sakaski, who had a natural military temperament. He couldn't help but have a natural good impression of him. This was the feeling of mutual appreciation between soldiers.
Zefa looked at Sakasugi with admiration, then thought of Borusalino. He shook his head silently.
" They're both Devil Fruit ability users, but why are they so different? Be it their personalities or other aspects…"
Zefa couldn't help but shake his head again. He closed the list in his hand and said seriously,"
"Alright! The roll call is over, and I've more or less remembered all of you. Let's begin our training…"
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