"Understood. I'm ready, Instructor Zephyr."
Kuzan, a third-generation trainee at the training camp and the future Marine Admiral Aokiji.
He was not lazy and listless yet. On the contrary, he was full of drive.
People did not change overnight. The lazy Kuzan of the original timeline was a Kuzan who had experienced much and become lost.
Right now, he was still a Hot Blood youth. He had joined the Marines with burning passion, hoping to contribute something to the future.
Although he did not understand why the first official class at the Marine training camp involved fighting stick figures, he still took his assigned position.
"Instructor Zephyr, what if I break it?"
"If you can manage it, go right ahead. I'll personally apply to Headquarters for your early graduation."
As training robots, Oran's creations were primarily meant to gather data, not serve as weapons for the Marines.
Their combat power was therefore not particularly high, but they were sturdy enough. Even a training unit was a solid iron shell.
There were records of graduating trainees destroying training robots. Sakazuki and Borsalino had each scrapped one, and some creature named Garp had once broken one because his hands were itching.
This meant total destruction, beyond repair.
The others had more or less left their marks on them as well. By now, those robots had undergone several rounds of replacements, and the most frequently used one no longer had a single component that looked the way it had when it left the factory.
But no one who had just enrolled had ever managed that, and the farther things progressed, the harder it became.
These robots simulated and recorded the combat movements and methods of others. After being tempered by two generations of trainees, the current robots possessed even richer combat experience.
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