"As for the fact that the Roger Pirates' ship is equipped with a jet propulsion system, that's an important discovery."
"We'll need to account for it moving forward."
The laughter died down, and the office returned to a serious tone. Even Fleet Admiral Kong and the others hadn't paid enough attention to the matter of the Roger Pirates.
After all, Roger was a slippery bastard, and with a ship made of the legendary Adam Wood, its performance was exceptional.
Only that lunatic Garp could keep up with him on a daily basis.
"Hmph, next ti I see that bastard Roger, I'll give him hell."
"Oi, gotta say, those weapons that brat Hamr made? Damn useful!"
"Roger always used that busted sword of his to annoy , but now that I've got the Windbreaker Gauntlets, I turned the tables on him. Finally gave him a taste of his own dicine, BWAHAHAHA!"
Garp absolutely loved the Windbreaker Gauntlets; he was still wearing them, flexing them around, much to Sengoku's annoyance.
And not just Garp, Fleet Admiral Kong even had that longsword Hamr made strapped to his waist.
Tsk tsk tsk.
"Mm… that's true."
"Here's what we'll do, Sengoku: don't assign Hamr to any missions at sea for now. Let him focus on forging at headquarters for a while."
"What do you think, Hamr?"
Hamr, who had been zoning out in deep thought, was instantly pulled back to reality.
"Sure! I actually have a lot of new ideas I want to try. Staying at HQ works perfectly for !"
Seeing Hamr's ever-changing expressions, the others couldn't help but wipe away cold sweat.
"Hamr, don't get too excited. You can stay at HQ, but you won't just be forging weapons."
Hamr: '…Knew it. They'd never let off that easily.'
"Zephyr's elite training camp is short one assistant training instructor."
"The gear you've been crafting, according to Zephyr, is very helpful in learning the Six Powers. So we're assigning you to assist him."
Training elites?
Hamr instantly recalled that ti he fought one against a hundred. His fists suddenly felt warm with anticipation.
'Oh, this'll be fun.'
Ever since that day, he finally understood why Teacher Zephyr loved "disciplining" him so much.
That righteous beatdown disguised as tough love was just so addictive.
"Alright! No problem! Just a TA, right? I'll bring all my "teaching aids" and report to Teacher Zephyr!"
Hamr's inexplicable enthusiasm shocked everyone.
"Oh? Is couch-potato Hamr finally motivated?"
"Good! Now this is what a real Marine should look like!"
Sengoku was quite pleased with Hamr's passion and energy.
Too bad he didn't realize Hamr's true motivation was ssing with people, using those so-called elite recruits as test subjects for his new inventions.
"And that's all for mission updates. Let's move on."
"Hamr, how feasible is it to mass-produce those burst-fire rifles and MiaoDao you've made?"
Here cos the main topic.
This was the real reason they summoned Hamr.
"The repeating gun is like the Windbreaker Gauntlets, its abilities co from my Devil Fruit powers, so it's not easily mass-produced."
"But the miaodao is easier. As long as the steel plate I modified is forged into shape, it can be turned into those blades, or even standard longswords."
"As for forging... well, the steel plates are very tough. If it's anyone other than doing it, it'll be quite difficult."
Hamr's words left Fleet Admiral Kong, Admiral Sengoku, and Chief of Staff Tsuru in silence.
They had witnessed the power of the burst-fire rifle and the miaodao firsthand, it had truly shocked them.
They all thought: if these weapons could be mass-produced and distributed to the Navy, it would revolutionize the firepower of the Marines.
And it would also bring unprecedented support to stabilizing the seas.
But now they understood how high the bar was.
"Hey, don't stress too much, folks. The burst-fire gun might be tricky, but I do have a shortcut for the miaodao."
As soon as Hamr finished speaking, everyone, even Garp, locked their eyes on him like predators.
Hamr flashed a devilish grin, sending chills down their spines.
Later That Evening
"Big Bro Hamr! You're back!"
After a full day of training, Shirley returned ho and spotted Hamr cooking in the kitchen her eyes lit up with joy.
"Yup. Just got back today. I reported in and picked up so groceries. I'm cooking dinner for a certain little leopard."
"Hehehe~"
The white-haired girl giggled as she skipped across the room.
Shirley was truly happy Hamr was back. To her, he was like her only family.
"Hurry and wash up. Look at you, training made you look like a little mud monkey."
"Tch. That's all, Teacher Zephyr's fault. Running, jumping, sparring… and boring classroom lectures."
"So annoying…"
"Oh? Is that so? Little Shirley, I didn't expect you to have so many complaints about !"
Just as she was grumbling, a deep voice ca from the doorway.
Shirley and Hamr both froze.
Hamr nearly dropped his ladle in shock.
"Old man! Can you not yell out of nowhere like that?! You almost ruined my braised beef!"
Hamr glared at Zephyr, who had just walked in, while quickly tending to the pot.
"Hahaha! Hamr, I heard you did well on your mission this ti, though you got swindled out of 90 million berries?"
Zephyr walked in grandly, pulled out a chair, and sat at the table, grinning as he watched Hamr cook.
"Hmph! Can we not bring that up? I'll get my revenge soday!"
"Hahahaha! You really ssed up, running to the black market to buy ammo. Of course, they'd rip you off."
"Anyway, Sengoku talked to you about the TA role, right?"
Hamr brought out the beef, grabbed so bowls and chopsticks, then pulled up a chair for himself.
"Yeah, he told . I agreed. Just an assistant training instructor, right? Thinking of all the cute junior recruits, I'm actually kind of excited!"
Hamr's blatant excitent left Zephyr speechless.
"By the way, Teacher Zephyr, why are you wearing the Windbreaker Gauntlets to dinner like Vice Admiral Garp?"
Sure enough, Zephyr was still wearing the black gauntlets, now dusty from the day.
Zephyr laughed loudly.
"They're too useful! Sotis I sneak up to Sengoku's office window and punch it. You should see the look on his face!"
Hamr: '…Yep. Bastards always flock together. The three clowns.'
"Alright, ti to eat. Shirley, why are you taking so long to wash up?"
Hamr couldn't be bothered anymore and urged Shirley to co eat.
The white-haired girl slid into her seat, still slightly embarrassed.
After all, getting caught badmouthing your teacher? Super awkward.
"How's Shirley doing in training lately, Teacher Zephyr?" Hamr asked while chewing on a piece of beef.
"Pretty good. Shirley's very talented, the Mink Tribe are natural-born warriors."
"If I'm not mistaken, she's already started to grasp Soru, right?"
Shirley nodded while eating.
Mmm, Hamr's cooking was too good. Must eat more!
"Not bad. Oh, by the way, during my mission, I managed to forge so steel plates imbued with Seastone properties."
"Yeah, Sengoku ntioned it. He said you might even be able to turn them into weapons?"
Zephyr already had so idea about the miaodao. If such powerful weapons could be mass-produced, it would be a ga-changer.
Hamr suddenly leaned in with a sly look, dragging Zephyr into a hushed conversation full of shady whispers.
"Hehehe... but for this to work, I'll need your approval, Teacher Zephyr…"
"So here's the plan… first we'll... then we'll... hehehe…"
Zephyr was left completely dumbfounded after hearing it all.
Only one thought echoed in his mind:
'Hamr… you really are a bastard. Rotten to the damn core!"'
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