Chapter 150: Shock-Resistant King Project

Though Akainu's words were deafening, hearing them, Kizaru felt an indescribable strangeness in his heart.

Dignity must also distinguish the situation.

Ordinary soldiers cannot even keep consciousness clear, facing death almost directly; what dignity is there left to demand?

Kizaru always felt that Barzab Seven must have left some psychological shadow on Akainu previously; whenever encountering Barzab Seven, Akainu was like a completely different person.

"Ordering ordinary soldiers to withdraw is not being a deserter; if they cannot even maintain consciousness, what else can they do but stay and merely increase casualties?"

"Become sandbags for Barzab Seven?"

"Or, when Master Tenghu summons meteors, let the unconscious Navy serve as flesh cushions?"

Kizaru and Akainu joined the Navy in Akainu's Era; they were friends who had spent many years together, yet they now had a disagreement on whether ordinary soldiers should participate in the battle.

Akainu was refuted by his friend until he had no words left to say.

Conqueror's Haki!!!

If Barzab Seven did not possess Conqueror's Haki, how could the Navy be so passive; ten thousand elite Navy soldiers could simply exhaust Barzab Seven to death.

Damn Heaven!!!

Why is it that a pirate brat like Barzab Seven, naturally evil, could awaken Conqueror's Haki at nine years old, while within the Navy only Sengoku and Garp possess it?

Does the Navy, whose duty is obedience to orders, naturally have a weaker head?

While Akainu was silent, Sengoku made the final decision.

"The Donghai Dihuang will most likely descend from the sky; order fifty thousand Navy to board warships and surround Marineford, and after we capture Golden Lion, conduct a blockade."

"The remaining Navy will be responsible for holding the line."

Sengoku secretly made a resolve: after annihilating the Morning Star Pirates, the Navy soldiers' training program would add an extra item: enduring Conqueror's Haki.

With Conqueror's Haki, if you faint enough times, you might just get used to it.

This training will be entrusted to Garp.

As long as they can withstand Garp's Conqueror's Haki, at that time Sengoku will join in with a two-pronged approach,

not seeking for all Navy soldiers to remain conscious, but only for one percent of Shock-Resistant Kings to be born; facing such situations in the future, the Navy will be much more relaxed.

The instant this thought flashed through his mind, Sengoku immediately issued the order.

"There are three days until the public execution.

Ten thousand Navy soldiers must immediately assemble in batches; Garp and I will test the shock resistance of Conqueror's Haki, and gather the soldiers who meet the conditions together."

"From now on, all training programs for the main base Navy and all promotion assessments for all officers must add one item: Conqueror's Haki shock resistance."

Hearing these words, Kizaru's corner of the mouth twitched slightly.

Sengoku-san, no wonder you can be the Fleet Admiral; you really found a solution.

From another perspective, Barzab Seven actually forced the Navy's officer promotion assessment content to change in order to cope.

"Execute the order immediately!"

After this battle ends, regardless of the result, regardless of whether the World Government agrees, even if it must be done secretly, Sengoku will conduct a world-wide massive conscription.

At least find several instructors possessing Conqueror's Haki to train the main base soldiers and generals.

It might even be possible to go to Impel Down and pick some prisoners, reaching a cooperation agreement to hire them as main base instructors.

"Meeting adjourned!"

After Kizaru and Akainu left side by side, the other generals left in batches according to their ranks.

Walking side by side to the shore, Kizaru very much wanted to ask out his doubts in his heart, yet did not know how to open his mouth.

"Sakazuki, you..."

Akainu lit a cigar, gazing mysteriously at the calm sea surface.

"Two years ago, he was only seventeen."

"Seventeen, yet he could subdue the somewhat famous Mihawk and Master Tenghu for a lifetime, fight me for a day and a night, and leave not even a single wound on his body."

"Borsalino."

"Have you ever heard of such a pirate?"

Akainu spoke on his own.

"Sometimes I even dream that Barzab Seven did not board Roger's ship, but instead joined the Navy, leading the Navy to suppress the Great Pirate Era."

"Let him continue to grow; do not say the Navy, the entire world would have no one capable of restraining him."

"When I caught Red Nose in the G5 Branch territory, I realized the opportunity had come; the Navy's last chance to strangle him had come."

"Even if we sacrifice more, even if I die in battle, I must keep Barzab Seven in Marineford."

"If we fail this time, there will truly be no more opportunities; in the future, the Navy on the seas can only look up to others."

"Old friend, help me!"

Kizaru's face drooped, his tone carrying a hint of banter between good friends: "A guy like you would actually beg someone."

"Alright, who else but you being my friend."

Kizaru strangely felt a bit of loss; the gold Barzab Seven promised four years ago has not yet been in his hands; back then he really should have taken the gold first.

"Thank you." Akainu's expression was firm.

"Old friend, I am also the Navy."

When Kizaru remembered Corazon, who was currently undercover beside Barzab Seven, he added another sentence.

"Sengoku-san has only one son undercover beside Barzab Seven; remember to show mercy."

"Do not kill with bloodshot eyes."

Akainu held the cigar in his mouth.

"I only target Barzab Seven alone; the other pirates will be locked up in Impel Down; at that time, Corazon will naturally be rescued."

Akainu held a very favorable impression of Rosinante.

He abandoned the life of an admiral's son to choose the most grueling undercover work—he is a brave Marine soldier.

Akainu would never have imagined that Kizaru had originally sent Rosinante undercover simply because he believed Barzab's side was safer.

One can only say fate is fickle.

After parting from Akainu, Kizaru deliberately approached Kizaru's side and whispered a word of comfort.

"Don't worry, Admiral Kizaru."

"We'll protect Rosinante."

Hearing these words, Kizaru finally exhaled in relief—so long as Sakazuki didn't kill Red-Eye, Rosinante would be safe.

He would merely suffer physical pain—first imprisoned in Impel Down, then rescued later.

"Thank you, Borsalino."

But for some reason, despite receiving assurances from the Three Admirals, Kizaru still felt uneasy, as if he were about to lose Rosinante forever.

Had Xiao Mi Guo been exposed?!

How could that be possible?

Barzab couldn't read minds; Rosinante could not possibly have been exposed. Perhaps it was just the pressure from the impending public execution.

As Kizaru grew restless, over a thousand elite Marines had already assembled on Marineford Square.

Garp, clad in his white cloak of justice, stood at the front of the Marine formation when suddenly crimson-black lightning erupted around him, then precisely engulfed the entire Marine unit.

Boom～ Boom～ Boom～

One after another, the Marines collapsed—none of the thousand remained conscious or standing; all had fainted.

Seeing this, Garp scratched his nose.

He silently resolved that when he returned to Windmill Village, he would train Ace this way—and someday, when Dragon had a son, he'd train him the same.

The voice of his aide, Boggart, rang out.

"Take them away. Next batch."