Chapter 67 Life Is Simple

Evening, in the base commander's office.

Darren was still naked from the waist up, with a lit cigar in his mouth, standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling glass window, overlooking the situation of the entire 321 branch from a high position.

Warships were patrolling the island on a fixed route, and the figures of the navy formations were looming on the parade ground, with occasional shouts and beatings.

Navy soldiers in military uniforms were doing daily preparations and maintenance on the gun turrets and docked warships.

The setting sun shone in from the floor-to-ceiling glass window, reflecting on the tall figure of the navy colonel, casting a long shadow.

The smoke shrouded his face, making his eyes look deeper.

"The progress of strength is indeed getting slower and slower..."

At a certain moment, Darren exhaled a puff of smoke and sighed helplessly.

He looked down at the wounds on his palms and chest.

The wounds had completely scabbed over, and it was estimated that they would be almost healed after a good night's sleep tomorrow.

The superhuman physique gave him strong defense and also greatly enhanced his recovery ability.

The previous "conventional" training could basically no longer improve his various data.

In short, his body has completely adapted to this intensity of external pressure and stimulation.

So after he came back from the Germa Kingdom, he decided to take Flying Squirrel, Gion and Kake for "special training".

On the one hand, it can help them realize their talents and improve their strength faster.

On the other hand, it also puts new pressure and stimulation on himself.

Although the three of them working together are far from enough to put enough pressure on Darren, when fighting and sparring with them, the various data of his body have finally loosened and increased.

In any case, the talents of the three Flying Squirrels are at the forefront even if they are placed on the entire ocean.

Thinking of this, Darren gradually immersed himself in his mind, and through the talent of "perception", he clearly understood his physical condition and obtained his own "data panel".

Physical fitness: 61.753

Strength: 57.192

Speed: 59.241

Fruit: 72.111

In addition to the ability of the devil fruit, in the past month, the three values ​​of physical fitness, strength and speed have increased by 0.5-0.8, but have been infinitely stagnant.

Most of this is due to the "special training" with Kaji and the other two in the past ten days.

As for the development of the devil fruit, the progress is even slower.

Knock knock knock...

At this time, a gentle knock on the door suddenly sounded, interrupting Darren's meditation.

"Come in."

He replied softly.

The door of the office was pushed open, and the flying squirrel wearing a neat military uniform and a military cap strode in.

Darren poured a glass of iced whiskey and handed it to the flying squirrel, saying with a smile:

"How do you feel?"

The flying squirrel took the glass and grinned bitterly:

"Not very good, not everyone is like you, a madman, who likes to enjoy the pleasure of fighting and pain."

In the past ten days of "special training", he didn't sleep well at all... After the special training every day, all the bones in his body seemed to fall apart.

Even if he was lying in bed, his muscles were sore.

Darren shrugged and smiled:

"Pain is a good thing, it can remind you that you are alive."

"And in battle, using your own flesh to feel the opponent's attack, which can make me more clearly perceive the opponent's strength, speed, physique, and even will, so as to find flaws."

The flying squirrel rolled his eyes unhappily.

He picked up the glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Darren is like this. Many times he can rely on his own speed and instant burst to avoid the opponent's attack.

But he is often unwilling to do so.

His rough and wild fighting style forms a sharp contrast with his flexible, cunning and smooth political skills.

Between dodging and head-on collision, he always chooses the latter.

This is the fighting style he has developed over the years, perhaps influenced by his former boss Sakaski.

Like to exchange injuries for injuries, and fight with opponents at the most dangerous moments...

This kind of person is the most difficult opponent you never want to meet.

Like a crazy, hungry wolf,

even if the internal organs are crushed,

even if the hands and feet are broken,

before dying, he will grin and bite off a piece of meat from the opponent with the remaining sharp teeth.

Hearing the squirrel's complaints, Darren smiled disapprovingly and refilled him with another glass of wine.

"It's not a good habit to dodge in battle. It will make you cowardly, timid, and indecisive."

"Once you form the habit of dodging in battle, you will subconsciously rely on it, and it will be easy for the enemy to predict your actions."

"If you are used to leaving a way out in battle, you may have a way out, but you will also lose the chance of winning."

"Habit of dodging is not a good thing for the growth of personal strength."

"Will, courage, determination to win, crisis between life and death... these are the biggest keys to improving combat power."

After thinking about it, Darren couldn't help but add a sentence.

"On this sea, there is only one Borsalino."

The weird face of the "monster" appeared in his mind, and even a serious flying squirrel couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

He sighed and said with emotion:

"But every time you risk your life without leaving any way out, how many lives do you have to risk?"

Darren picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

"Who knows?"

His deep eyes drifted to the distant sea, the smoke of the cigar lingered around his flawless and cold profile, and his steady and powerful voice echoed in the empty office.

"But people only live once, I just want to live happily."

"I think life is actually very simple, either move forward or retreat."

"Retreat... naturally not a problem."

"Even when it happened for the first time, you would hypocritically comfort yourself 'It's okay, just bear it and it will pass, just like this, hide first, and then find the place again...', but in fact, there will be a second time after the first time."

"Retreat again and again, avoid again and again, compromise again and again... Can you still be the same person as before?"

"There are too many reasons to retreat, and there is only one reason to move forward, but this one is enough."

Darren's mouth gradually curled up a smile.

"I'd rather die than lose."

He clenched his fists.

"I want to win."

The flying squirrel was silent.

Listening to these meaningful words, he knew very well that Darren was talking about more than just fighting.

The meaning of these words is also a reflection of the choices Darren has made countless times in the past?

One step back, every step back.

When fighting, it's like this.

Facing the world's leading military power Germa 66, it's like this.

Facing the supreme power of the Celestial Dragons, it's the same.

The four words "swallowing anger"... have never been in Rogers Darren's life dictionary.

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