Sharpshooter of One Piece World

When Zefa heard the officer in charge of logistics reporting this incident in his office, he was almost overjoyed.

To be able to make a disciple like him who doesn't care about anything get so angry, Yi Wen is considered to be the first of his kind.

"Chief instructor, what should we do with this place?"

Because it concerns the Lieutenant General of the headquarters, the logistics officer must also seek Zefa's opinion.

Besides, Porusalino is the disciple of Chief Instructor Zefa. He has to take into account the relationship between master and disciple, so he came over to report as soon as possible.

"What else can I do? I'll compensate you according to the price."

Zefa put away his smile and said to the logistics officer with a very serious face.

"Okay, I know."

After receiving Zefa's instructions, the logistics officer was confident and planned to sort out the bills while Kizaru was still around.

Otherwise, after he leaves, this debt may become a bad debt amid constant disputes.

"Wait a moment!"

Zefa thought for a moment and stopped the logistics officer.

The logistics officer immediately stood still. He knew that Zefa would favor his disciples, so it was the right time to report.

But what he didn't expect was that Zefa opened his mouth and said: "Don't pay the original price, double... no, triple the compensation! You don't need to pay the bill to him personally, just put it directly on the desk of the Warring States General. "

"what?"

"Am I not clear enough?"

"Yes……"

When the logistics officer exited Zefa's office, he happened to catch a glimpse of the unfading smile on his face.

He had not seen that level of happiness for a long time.

……

"I'm not here for fun this time. I have serious business to see you."

Looking at the potholes on the ground and walls of the training ground, Kizaru regretted accepting the mission given to him by the Warring States General.

In fact, it doesn't matter even if you come, it would be better to just call Ivan over in Teacher Zefa's office. As long as you don't have to guide the juniors at the training ground, then the following problems will not occur.

"Busy?"

After sighing, Kizaru revealed his true purpose of coming, "The request you made before has been satisfied. Now come with me."

"studio?"

Ivan was a little excited for a moment. He had been looking forward to a place of his own for a long time.

Every time I make and modify weapons, I have to sneak in the dormitory, for fear of accidentally blowing up the room.

"Correct."

Ivan left the training camp under the leadership of Kizaru and walked to a remote corner overgrown with weeds.

It looked like an abandoned warehouse, with vines covering the outer walls.

The mottled door panel is covered with moss and covered with random post-modern graffiti written by someone.

Only the iron lock hanging on the door was newly replaced. I don't know if the contents inside are as valuable as the lock.

"This is the studio you prepared for me?"

Ivan's previous request was that the studio should be located in a slightly remote location, preferably with no one coming and going.

But this place is too remote. If it weren't for Kizaru's leadership, Ivan wouldn't be able to find this place even if he was exhausted.

It doesn't matter if it's just remote, it needs to be tidied up anyway, at least it should look like a place where people can stay.

Those who didn't know better thought that Kizaru brought him here to throw his body into the wild.

"Go in and have a look."

Kizaru took out a key from his pocket and threw it to Ivan, and said angrily: "If the Warring States General hadn't asked me to give you the key, do you think I would go to the training camp to scold you? I would have to pay you so much money. !”

Now Kizaru is working under the Warring States Period. Although there are not many things, it can be regarded as paving the way to take over as general.

Zefa already had some objections to Kizaru, and after he went to work for his old rival Sengoku, he had to scold him every time they met.

Therefore, Kizaru has been avoiding seeing Zefa to avoid being said all kinds of bad things.

But I don't know what Sengoku was thinking, insisting on letting Kizaru make this trip instead of leaving this errand to Aokiji.

Qingzhi has a good relationship with Teacher Zefa and is also the person who led the way for Ivan to join the navy. It should be natural for him to come to run errands.

Even if Taotu came over, it would be reasonable. After all, Ivan's design drawings and manufacturing requirements were also handed over to Warring States through Taotu.

But Kizaru underestimated Aokiji's determination not to see Ivan. He even directly applied for a mission in the new world and was unwilling to come and give Ivan the key.

I don't know why, but as long as Ivan's affairs are involved, Qing Pheasant's bad luck will never go away.

Peach Rabbit is a very busy person, and he may not return to Malinfando only once every ten days and a half.

Sengoku didn't want to come to the elite training camp in person, so he left this matter to Kizaru, who was very idle every day.

If Kizaru had known this outcome, he would have gone on a mission to the New World with Aokiji.

You can earn wages by fighting pirates, but you can only lose money by dealing with Ivan!

Ivan took the key and opened the door, with an expression of joy on his face.

Compared with the outside environment, the inside is really unique.

In the center of the room were two workbenches, which were neatly filled with tools that Ivan might use.

On the left side of the workbench are two rows of wooden shelves, which can be used to place raw materials or finished products.

The area on the right is stacked with various instruments, some already installed, and some that Ivan can assemble according to his own needs.

"How's it going? Are you satisfied?" Kizaru asked slightly proudly.

"Satisfied!" Ivan replied with a glowing face.

More than satisfied, I couldn't be more satisfied.

I don’t know who helped prepare this studio. Not only was the location chosen well, but the layout inside also won Ivan’s heart.

"This place belongs to you now. You can do whatever you want here."

During the discussion just now, Kizaru saw the destructive power of those firearms and ammunition, and he also understood why the Sengoku paid so much attention to Ivan.

Kizaru had also heard about what the Navy's scientific force was researching. Although that thing could enhance the navy's combat effectiveness, it could not reduce the casualty rate of ordinary soldiers.

And the things Ivan created can actually enhance the survivability of naval soldiers, and can greatly reduce casualties during battles with pirates.

Others don't know what this means, but Kizaru knows it very well.

If an ordinary soldier dies on the battlefield, the Navy will not only provide him with a large death pension, but also provide monthly death allowances to his family members.

If by luck he didn't die on the battlefield and was just disabled, it would be even more difficult for the navy to accept.Not only are the pensions and subsidies mentioned earlier indispensable, but the Navy also has to help him with treatment.

This is not only the welfare of the navy, but also their obligation. Otherwise, where would they recruit so many people to work for the navy?

If the casualties of naval soldiers can be significantly reduced, how much military expenditure can the navy save every year?

This does not mean that the research of the Naval Scientific Force is useless. After all, no matter how armed ordinary soldiers are, they can only be used to fight ordinary pirates. Those powerful pirates still need special weapons developed by them.

"But as a senior, I still want to advise you. Your fighting talent is very outstanding. It's best not to waste too much energy on it."

When Kizaru was persuading Ivan, he remembered Zefa's words when he said that he relied too much on the fruit's ability.

Teacher Zefa's every word was for his own benefit, but developing fruit abilities was also the way for Kizaru to become stronger.

Everyone has their own path to take. From someone else's point of view, no matter how close they are, they can't think things through.

After saying that, Kizaru realized that he was really nosy.

So he said: "Anyway, this is your place. You can come anytime you want in the future. But I only asked Teacher Zefa for two hours of leave for you. You should pay attention to the time."

After saying that, Kizaru left here.

Ivan was still excitedly looking around in his heart's studio, trying out the tools and instruments to see if they worked well. He didn't even know when Kizaru left.

Only your feet know whether the shoes fit your feet or not.

Whether the studio is going smoothly or not will only be known after it is actually put into use.

The first thing Ivan had to do in this new studio was to repair the hand cannon that was damaged in the battle just now.

This Imperial Army hand cannon was a design blueprint that Ivan exchanged for all his remaining merit points. Then he found someone to forge the parts in the blacksmith shop and assembled it himself in his dormitory.

Since it was a hastily made weapon, the handgun was only fired three times, and the fourth shot almost exploded before it was fired.

The main reason is that the sealing of the barrel is too weak, and the matching of some internal parts is not very good. Repairing it is no less difficult than building a new one.

But Ivan had no money to buy new materials, so he borrowed the materials to make this handgun from Smoker.

Fortunately, the tools and instruments in the new studio are very complete. All the parts of the handgun can be disassembled and re-polished. Only some damaged parts need to be replaced directly.

"Great, it worked!"

After working for a long time, when Ivan reassembled the Royal Capital Army hand cannon, it was completely flawless and would not break even if it was used intensively in a short period of time.

It's just that Ivan was so obsessed with repairing the hand cannon that he almost forgot the time. Looking out through the window, the sky was already full of stars.

Firearms are a man's romance, so it is understandable that Ivan forgets time.

But today there was a physical training class taught by Teacher Zefa himself all afternoon. Ivan vaguely remembered that when Kizaru left, he said he only took one hour off?

It's over, extreme joy brings sorrow, and now it is inevitable that he will be given additional training.

There are too many lice but it doesn't itch. I'm already absent from school anyway, so I might as well stay up all night.

It just so happened that some of the firearms in Ivan's hands needed to be adjusted, preferably a complete upgrade.