Even Yoriichi Tsugakuin himself didn't know how much effect his persuasion on Zoro would have.
But what Yoshiichi Tsugikuni knew was that children like Zoro, who had clear goals since childhood, were often much more mentally resilient than children of the same age.
People like them find it difficult to get lost in frustration.
Zoro didn't stay with Yoriichi Tsugakuni for long. After eating his noodles and sitting for a while, he left Yoriichi Tsugakuni's office.
That night, Zoro heard a lot of so-called "truths" from Yoriichi Tsugakuni's mouth. Although the fog in front of his eyes had dissipated a little, it would probably take him some time to fully understand the meaning of Yoriichi Tsugakuni's words.
After suffering failure, Zoro did not give up on himself, but became more diligent in his daily training.
Jiguo Yuanyi's life has become stable now. Sitting in charge of Wan Guo, he has almost devoted all his attention to managing his territory.
With Mihawk and Kuma absent, Ji Guoyuan has two fewer people he can use.
Yixiao and Abel have become extremely busy recently. Under the instructions of Yoriichi Tsugikuni, they began to lead people to open up the waterways from Wanguo to places such as Thunder God Island, Readchiled Island, Dressrosa, and Migo Town.
In the New World, pirates are as numerous as the fish in the sea, and there are too many of them to count. These pirates often occupy land and act as kings, hunt passing ships, and attack prosperous towns.
The route pointed by the Eternal Record Pointer is often the shortest. If he wants to connect the territories under his control, it is necessary to open up the route.
Yoshikazu Tsugikuni didn't want the new navy's warships and supply ships to face the threat of pirates all the time.
The emergence of fixed routes can not only shorten the travel time between various naval branches and strengthen connections, but also expand the influence of the new navy in this way.
Once the official roads are formed, some small merchant ships will spontaneously choose the routes maintained by their new navy to trade between the islands and feed back to the economic situation of the islands where the various naval branches are located.
With the financial support of Desolo, the new navy is developing very rapidly, and construction work on the islands of the Ten Thousand Nations is also progressing steadily.
Just when the world was stabilizing its power, a big news was published in the newspaper.
A unit of the Navy Headquarters encountered an unprecedented tsunami while performing a mission at sea. Five well-known vice admirals, 10 major generals and brigadier generals, as well as countless colonels, lieutenants, and ordinary sailors, a total of nearly 3,000 sailors were swallowed up by the tsunami.
Buried in the sea.
In response, the Navy Headquarters issued an obituary to mourn these brave sailors.
This report is a bit vague in the details of some things, but when such a big thing happens, people will not bother about those details at all.
A large number of sailors were killed, and the people expressed deep sorrow.
Bathed in the warm morning sunshine, Ji Guoyuan sat on a rock, holding a newspaper in his hands, silently reading the contents published in the newspaper.
When he saw thousands of sailors died in a shipwreck, Jigoku Yoshiichi's expression couldn't help but darken and he looked a little sad.
"Did you choose to conceal the news?"
"Are you relying on concealing information to maintain your powerful image in front of the public?"
Yoriichi Tsugikuni was thinking secretly in his heart, and his eyes moved away from the newspaper to look at Zoro who was practicing swordsmanship alone on the beach not far away.
The young Zoro was shirtless, and as he moved around, the two swords in his hands danced with great force.
Just some sword moves to enhance proficiency, nothing special.
However, Zoro's expression showed some pain when he was swinging the sword. The sword moves did not look difficult, but he used them with great effort.
During the practice, Zoro's posture also showed some deformation.
"Zoro, breathe."
"The essence of sword techniques is to familiarize you with the rhythm and method of applying force when striking the sword."
"Don't just imitate the moves; that's useless."
"Putting the sword away is defense, drawing the sword is attack."
“The process of exerting and retracting force is a process of regulating breathing and adjusting strength.”
“Understand with your heart.”
Breathing technique, this is what Yoriichi Tsugikuni is teaching Zoro now.
It may seem like some high-end breathing method, but its essence is just to enhance physical fitness and coordinate with sword moves to generate power.
It's nothing special.
For the vast majority of people in the pirate world, the effects of breathing techniques are actually not very significant.
Because there is such a "ability" as life return in this world, people who master the ability of life return can have explosive growth in their physical fitness. Relying on this ability, they can easily break through the limits of the human body.
However, breathing techniques are a very good "enlightenment" tool for children of Zoro's age. Breathing techniques can enhance physical fitness to a certain extent and help Zoro quickly master the power and rhythm of sword moves.
Will Zoro be born with markings and thus have a short life?
According to Yuichiro Tsugikuni's judgment, it is highly likely that this will not happen.
Because in this world, the human body has long surpassed the so-called "biological limit." Zoro only needs to master the life return in the future to make up for the side effects of the breathing method.
This point, Tsugikoku Yoriichi, as the owner of the ancestor's breath and transparent world, has already deduced.
Yoriichi Tsugakuni's Sun Breathing was not suitable for Zoro, so Yoriichi Tsugakuni deduced a new breathing method based on Zoro's physical characteristics and his habit of using dual swords.
As for the name, Tsugumi Yuichiro hadn't even thought about it.
They are just little gadgets for enlightenment.
"yes!"
Zoro could feel a strong burning sensation in his chest, lungs, and heart. He felt as if his internal organs were being burned by flames, causing him great pain.
But after hearing what Yoshiichi Tsugakuten said, Zoro took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality, recalled the breathing method taught by Yoshiichi Tsugakuten in his mind, and continued to practice sword moves meticulously.
As the training time got longer, a thin mist began to rise from Zoro's body, and his energy was being consumed rapidly.
"After practice, eat this breakfast."
Ji Guoyuan glanced at Zoro a few times, shook the newspaper in his hand lightly, then pointed to the sumptuous breakfast placed on the reef beside him and shouted at Zoro.
Next to Yuichiro Tsugikuni was a breakfast that was enough for three adults. The portion was so large that it didn't look like it was prepared for a little kid of six or seven years old.
When Zoro, who was practicing, heard this, he glanced at the breakfast next to Yoshikazu Tsugakuin, a hint of desire in his eyes, and then the rhythm of his sword dance became faster.
"If we continue training like this, we should be able to master life return within two years."
When Ji Guoyuan looked at the newspaper in his hand, this thought flashed through his mind.
“Gulala!!”
“It’s really a nice place!”
A large snow-colored ship with a whale head carved on it slowly sailed into Milk Island under the guidance of port personnel. There was a small town called Cheese Town on the plain near the port.
This is an island located in the north of Wan Guo. As the name suggests, there are many cheese workshops on the island. Almost every family living on the island raises dairy cows, and every family can make cheese.
After the White Whale entered the port, the blond middle-aged strong man wearing a pirate hat standing at the bow took a deep breath, smelled the milky fragrance in the air, and couldn't help but smile brightly on his face.
Whitebeard has been to many places in his life, but this is his first time to visit Milk Island.
“ohhhh!!!”
"Is that building in the middle of the island made of cheese? I've never seen that before. Interesting!"
Behind Whitebeard, the crew members of the Whitebeard Pirates lay on the fence at the bow of the ship, looking towards Milk Island. Seeing the houses on the island made of cheese, they couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.
The port of Cream Island is bustling with people and vendors.
The white whale ship entered the port, attracting a lot of people's attention.
The sails of the ship were slowly being folded up. The merchants and people at the port took a quick glance and saw the logo on the sails and recognized the origin of the ship.
"The Whitebeard Pirates?!"
"It's the Whitebeard Pirates. Why are they here?"
"Hurry, report quickly!!!"
The appearance of the Whitebeard Pirates inevitably caused a riot. After recognizing the Whitebeard Pirates' ship, the laborers and the people on the dock ignored their work, abandoned their goods, and fled in all directions.
Whitebeard didn't care about the chaos at the dock. There were more than one or two people who feared his reputation. He had seen the same thing too many times.
"Marco, go up and buy some local specialties."
"Hmm, it smells pretty good."
Whitebeard chuckled, and he became very interested in the specialties of this island. He was not a person who was very particular about food, but the milky aroma that permeated the island also made him want to try it.
In the center of Cheese Town, there is a construction site.
The construction site is only about 15 acres, and hundreds of people are busy working on the site.
These workers are basically young people, many of them look strong and healthy, and they are very skillful and quick when working.
Some large pieces of wood that would normally require three or four people to carry can often be carried by just one young and strong man.
Terry Black, 28 years old, is a lieutenant commander in the new navy and is responsible for building the new naval branch above Cheesetown.
Originally, his task was to guide the workers in their work, but he was not a person who could sit idle. There was a lot of physical work on the construction site, and he didn't mind helping the workers and putting in a little more effort, just as training.
Nearly a hundred sailors with him also joined in the work of building the branch. A group of people took off their snow-white military uniforms, put on linen shirts, and worked together with the craftsmen, without distinction.
“Bang!!!”
Terry Blake slowly placed the giant tree in his hand on the ground. Several craftsmen came over and began to pile soil around the giant tree to reinforce it.
While they were busy, a young man dressed as a laborer quickly jumped out from the street in the distance and ran into the construction site:
"Major!"
"Big, big things are going to go wrong!!!"
"The Whitebeard Pirates! The Whitebeard Pirates have appeared at the port!!!"
The young laborer ran into the construction site, and his sharp shouts attracted everyone's attention. When the busy workers heard this, their work suddenly stopped, and everyone turned their heads to look at the young man standing in the open space.
Major Terry Black was the first to react. He quickly dropped the huge tree in his hand and ran to the strong man. He widened his eyes and shouted:
"What did you say?!"
"What pirate group?!"
"Whitebeard? The legendary pirate, Edward Newgate?"
Major Terry Black behaved a little out of control after hearing the name Whitebeard. He had a deep voice originally, but at this moment, he made a sharp sound because of shock.
"yes!"
"yes!"
"It's absolutely true, it's the Whitebeard Pirates' ship, the Moby Dick!!"
"The Moby Dick has entered the port!!!"
The strong young man confirmed it again and again. As soon as he finished speaking, the workers on the construction site immediately started talking, and the feeling of fear quickly spread among the crowd.
"Moby Dick!"
The young laborer is Terry Black's subordinate. He hides at the dock as a laborer. On the one hand, he monitors the situation at the dock, and on the other hand, he secretly investigates the passing ships to see if anyone is doing anything illegal.
Although the world is relatively stable now, in this chaotic world, many things must be prevented.
If you wait until something happens before making arrangements, it is often too late.
In this world, human trafficking is extremely widespread, and the Wan Kingdom is a multi-ethnic country. There is no guarantee that human traffickers will not take risks and dance on the edge of a knife.
What they didn't expect was that they were unable to detect any illegal crimes, but instead waited for the Whitebeard Pirates to arrive.
"Whitebeard, Whitebeard."
A person's name is like a tree's shadow. Even the new lieutenant commander, who had experienced many storms in the New World, was shocked when he heard this name, his pupils trembled, and his eyes were full of disbelief.
Terry Black clenched his fists, his nails digging into his flesh. Blood flowed, and the pain made him suppress the fear in his heart and force himself to calm down.
"Notify headquarters!"
"Everyone else, prepare for battle, follow me!"
Major Terry Black turned his head and growled at everyone in the construction site, then quickly rushed to a corner of the site where their equipment was placed.
"Hmm?"
"What is this?"
"Boss? Boss!"
"Come out, don't hide behind the counter, there's business!"
The news of the Whitebeard Pirates' arrival quickly spread throughout the island. Upon hearing the news, the people hid in their homes, and many shops on the streets closed their doors.
Marco and a group of White Corps cadres got off the boat for sightseeing and shopping, but the deserted streets left them with fewer choices.
Marco walked into a shop that had not yet closed. His eyes fell on the milk slices on the shelf. He picked up a slice, sniffed it, and started talking with interest.
The shop owner didn't have time to close the door and was hiding behind the counter in fear. When he heard Marco's slightly impatient shout, he raised his hands and stood up from behind the counter tremblingly.
"Mr. First"
"I'm closed."
Before he finished speaking, Marco frowned and asked doubtfully, "Huh???"
"Well"
"What's in front of you is a milk flake, made with milk, sugar, and cooking oil."
“It’s very delicious.”
"Just take as much as you want."
The shopkeeper forced a smile and explained.
"Milk slices?" It was a new thing. Marco picked up a piece and put it into his mouth. He savored the taste of the milk slice in his mouth, and a slight smile appeared on his face.
"I'll take as much as I want?"
"Don't you want money?"
Marco asked with a smile while chewing the milk slice in his mouth. The boss couldn't help but tremble slightly when he heard this. He thought it was a threat from the other party, nodded frantically, and said with a forced smile:
"yes!"
"yes!"
“No money!”
After hearing what his boss said, Marco simply stopped being polite. Since the other party didn't want money, he could only accept the other party's kindness.
With a cloth bag in his hand, Marco began to "purchase goods" with a small spoon beside him.
"We have a lot of people on board."
"That's not enough!"
"Buy more."
Marco muttered as he cleared out all the milk slices in the shop. After tying the bag, Marco weighed the bag in his hand and left the shop mumbling. Before leaving, he didn't forget to say thank you:
"Thank you, boss!"
"You're such a nice person, and you don't even need money."
Marco felt the "human warmth" and left the shop.
However, as soon as he went out, a strong gust of wind blew over Marco.
A young man in a snow-white military uniform and a red cloak swooped down from the eaves the moment Marco walked out of the shop and kicked Marco in the head with a whip kick.
(End of this chapter)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com