On an island in the Grand Line.
Somewhere on the island, a large group of navy personnel were gathered, led by a man with a small mustache.
It's Marine Vice Admiral Momonga!
He was sitting in a chair with his eyes closed, resting. Next to him were several sailors sitting at a table with a registration form on it.
On the other side of the table was a long line of people that seemed to stretch endlessly.
This is where the Navy is conducting a World Military Draft. The Summit War had a huge impact on the Navy, and they urgently need fresh blood to fill the vacancies.
Furthermore, the World Government underwent a complete reshuffle of the Five Elders after this war, which instilled a deep sense of fear in them.
They were very supportive of the navy's recruitment plan, and even promised Sengoku funding to improve the navy's welfare and benefits.
Sengoku was completely stunned when he heard the news. When did this damned World Government become so kind?
It seems those five old geezers who took office before died a good thing. Look at the current Five Elders, how reasonable they are, aren't they?
Sengoku didn't bother to figure out what they were thinking; he only knew that his navy was the one benefiting now.
The reason for such long queues now is that the Navy's benefits have improved significantly compared to before.
This led to a sudden surge in the number of people joining the army.
What's your name?
"Stephen George!"
Where do you live?
" Java Island!"
"..."
"..."
The navy officer at the table asked the person in front of him without looking up, and only slowly raised his head to look at him after understanding all the necessary information.
He pointed to a machine over three meters tall, entirely black and gold, next to him and said:
"Go test your Doriki on the machine over there, and unleash your strongest attack on it!"
"The strongest attack? Are you sure?"
Stephen George asked the Navy, making sure to flex his arm muscles as he spoke.
Navy personnel in charge of recruitment:...
I'm absolutely certain!
Upon hearing this, Stephen George had no more reservations and walked towards the Doriki testing machine, saying:
"You said it yourself, so if I smash this machine later, don't come looking for me to pay for it!"
Upon hearing this, not only the recruiting marines, but all the other marines around, and even the Momonga, couldn't help but open their eyes and scan the area.
But after only a glance, the Momonga closed its eyes again.
A frog at the bottom of a well!
The other marines and Momonga had similar thoughts, feeling that the person in front of them was like a monkey, yet also possessed a strange self-confidence.
You think you can destroy the Doriki testing machine with those useless muscles on your arm that look like they've been bitten by Nezumi?
That's wishful thinking!
Others may not be aware of the capabilities of this Doriki testing machine, but they, as members of the Navy, are very clear about it.
This Doriki machine can withstand a maximum of 10,000 Doriki of power.
This is a level that most Vice Admiral cannot reach. (This is a prediction based on Rob Lucci's 4000 Doriki in human form two years ago.)
That's why they scoffed at the man's threats, because it was simply impossible.
The people queuing behind him also looked at the man with curiosity, wanting to see what kind of strength this man possessed that made him so confident.
In contrast to the Navy's distrust, Stephen George, who was now standing in front of the Doriki testing machine, was full of confidence.
Stephen George was incredibly confident in his abilities, because he trained every day in the deep mountains and forests, and could easily shatter a boulder tens of meters high with a single punch.
The wild beasts in the mountains and forests were no match for him!
He only recently emerged from seclusion, and upon his return, he heard news of the Navy's and the World Government's crushing defeat.
In an instant, he was filled with immense anger, because his family had been killed by pirates, and he harbored an irreconcilable hatred for them.
He was also furious with the Navy for its incompetence; he never imagined that the seemingly invincible Navy would be so badly defeated by pirates.
And I heard that it was just one pirate who beat them to this state, while the other pirates didn't even put in much effort.
For a moment, he was extremely disappointed with the Navy, and just then he heard the news of the Navy's World Military Draft.
An idea suddenly came to mind.
Since the navy personnel are incompetent, then... let him take over!
Let him end this era of pirate chaos! He wants to be Admiral, a Fleet Admiral! He wants to lead the navy to a stronger tomorrow!
He believed he had the ability! Just based on his Iron Fist, capable of easily shattering boulders over ten meters tall.
Stephen George stood in front of the Doriki testing machine, crouched slightly, bent over, and made a punching motion.
Although he is very confident in his abilities, since he has already come here to perform, he might as well show his strongest side.
Therefore, he still needs to build up his strength; he needs to unleash his strongest punch so that everyone here can feel his power.
As time slowly passed, Stephen George's aura grew stronger and stronger until it reached a certain limit, and his body... moved!
Stephen George's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and then he unleashed a punch, gathering all his strength, directly at the Doriki testing machine.
"Bang!"
The fist struck the machine with a dull thud, and at the same time, the numbers on the display screen jumped rapidly, finally settling on...
"526!"
"Um?"
Stephen George showed a hint of surprise at not being able to destroy the machine with a single punch.
"This machine is pretty sturdy. It seems the navy doesn't just have junk. The personnel might be lacking, but the equipment is still quite good!"
Then Stephen George confidently turned his head to see the expressions on the faces of the sailors.
According to his estimation, this group of people should be dumbfounded at this moment, unable to believe that there was such a powerful human being as him!
Come, praise me, worship me, look up to me!
Stephen George was thinking this, but what he saw when he turned around was a little different from what he had expected.
The sailors were indeed somewhat surprised to see him, but it was far from shocking or incredulous.
"Hmm? These navy guys have such good mental fortitude? They're still so calm even when they see a strongman like me?"
The thought involuntarily popped into Stephen George's mind.
" Doriki Value: 526!"
A few seconds later, the navy officer in charge of recording shouted loudly. The Momonga sitting in the chair nearby sensed the commotion and slowly opened its eyes...