New Slacking Identity: Becoming Zephyr's Student

After all, Mu Chen's combat power was really just average, and Zephyr disliked marines who didn't train hard.

Kibin, Kibin, stop playing dead and get over here!

I-I'm coming, Instructor Zephyr!

Kibin, whose head was still buried in the dirt, immediately got up upon hearing Zephyr's call, patted the dust off his face, and hurried over.

Kibin had wanted to lower his presence by playing dead, but he hadn't expected Zephyr to call him over anyway. Helpless, he didn't want to get beaten again and could only rush over.

Kibin, didn't you say you were very strong?

Come on, have a match with this rookie!

Zephyr directly made Kibin and Mu Chen fight each other. Mu Chen, however, felt a bit helpless; although this Kibin would later become an admiral candidate and possessed considerable strength, looking at him now, Mu Chen found it somewhat hard to believe he was called very strong.

Instructor Zephyr, you're making me fight a rookie?

Are you kidding me? At the very least, my combat power is at the rear-admiral level. Isn't this just purely bullying a newcomer?

Kibin wore a reluctant expression. Although he liked bullying newcomers, Kuzan was standing right beside them now. Wouldn't this ruin his handsome and dashing image?

Onigumo slowly spoke to Doberman beside him, Although that guy's skin is thick, his strength is still pretty good. I just happen to want to see what level this rookie is actually at.

How could Zephyr let that idiot Kibin go?

Any newcomer that Vice Admiral Garp has his eye on can't possibly be weak in strength. I actually want to spar with him myself.

As battle-maniacs, the two of them were more than happy to fight others.

Kuzan, on the other hand, maintained his usual plain expression, as if nothing at all was happening.

Hahaha, Mu Chen, put on a good show!

Garp walked over to Mu Chen and patted him on the shoulder.

Garp's head leaned in close to Mu Chen's ear and he whispered, Kid, put up a good fight! Sengoku and Zephyr are just waiting to make a fool out of me!

Beat him hard!

With that, Garp retreated to the side. Mu Chen was feeling very helpless right now; he had been put on the spot just like that, with everyone watching him. New slacking mission activated: become Zephyr's student, enter the Elite Training Camp as a trainee, and slack off in the identity of a trainee to increase points by double.

The system he hadn't thought of in a long time actually piped up at this moment, which caught Mu Chen off guard. Judging by the looks of it, this double-point reward seemed pretty good—wouldn't that mean piling another double on top of the 3-hour triple points?

Since things had come to this, running away was simply no longer an option. "That Admiral Zephyr, if I win, I wonder what benefits you'll give me?"

As soon as Mu Chen said this, everyone was dumbfounded. Even Zephyr hadn't expected that someone would actually dare ask him for perks. Upon hearing this, Garp burst into loud laughter, Hahaha, you've got some nerve, kid, daring to bargain with Zephyr! Rookie, who do you think you're looking down on?

I'd say I'm this handsome and dashing, Kibin muttered to himself. The one least willing was naturally Kibin.

Mu Chen certainly ignored Kibin, as he was waiting for Zephyr's answer.

Good, hahaha, Mu Chen, you've got some guts! What if you win against me?

I'll let you enter my Elite Training Camp.

Zephyr also said with a faint smile.

To be honest, he really didn't think much of Mu Chen. After all, how strong could someone who only knew how to be lazy and slack off possibly be?

One had to know that in his Elite Training Camp, eighty percent of the people had combat power that had already reached the commodore level, and the rest were basically rear admirals. Above that level of combat power, Mu Chen was merely a colonel—how strong could his combat power possibly be?

If he really won, worst-case scenario, he would just let Mu Chen enter the Elite Training Camp. What harm could that do?

Yet Mu Chen didn't want a condition like that. His previous remark was merely a lead-in; after all, he knew he couldn't escape entering the Elite Training Camp anyway, and he also knew that entering the Elite Training Camp meant endless training. Therefore, the things he wanted were quite different.

If it came down to it, he would naturally enter the Elite Training Camp, but that was just letting things take their natural course and didn't count as a reward.

Upon hearing Mu Chen's words, Zephyr grew a bit curious. Did Mu Chen really have that kind of confidence?

Fine, then what do you want? I'd actually like to hear it.

Actually, it's very simple. I like to slack off, and you definitely know that. My request is actually very simple: give me 3 hours of slacking time every day.

Mu Chen shrugged and said casually.

Since he couldn't escape, he had to secure some slacking time to save himself from being interrupted while slacking off later. What?

You want to slack off even after entering the Elite Training Camp, and for a full 3 hours? Do you think just anyone can enter my Elite Training Camp?

Zephyr instantly grew displeased upon hearing this. Initially, he had just been thinking that if Mu Chen won, he would take him in; laziness was no big deal, and worst-case scenario, he would properly whip Mu Chen into shape later.

But look at things now?

Mu Chen was actually using slacking off as a condition to negotiate with him! Ah, Mu Chen, you rasble, you still can't shake off that bad habit of yours of slacking off. I like it—you've got personality.

Garp didn't have any particular thoughts on the matter, but Sengoku was watching from the side. At this moment, Sengoku took a deep breath, shook his head helplessly, and had no idea what was going on in Mu Chen's head. Kibin could no longer sit still.

Mu Chen, is it? Do you think you're amazing?

Entering the Elite Training Camp, taking things as they come—do you think you can beat me?

And slacking off?

What on earth is slacking off anyway?

Kibin hadn't read Mu Chen's file and had no clue what slacking off meant.

The others were the same; they just felt Mu Chen had quite a bit of personality, but likewise had no idea what slacking off was.

Doberman didn't understand anything either and asked Onigumo, "Do you know what slacking off is?"

"How would I know? Hey Kuzan, do you know?"

Naturally, Kuzan didn't know either.

"I don't know. Talk after you win; I don't like people who talk big."

Zephyr said flatly, in a bad mood.

Seeing this, Mu Chen didn't want to say anything more. If he didn't win, he probably wouldn't be able to propose conditions for a long time. Even if Zephyr didn't honor the agreement, what could he do about it? Could they really police him when he slacked off?

Then Mu Chen walked over to the side of the training ground.