Blue sky and white clouds.

The isolated island looks no different from other desert islands, but if you look closely, you will see that although the terrain of this desert island is chaotic, many places are artificially arranged.

It's just a small island on the Great Shipping Route.

The island doesn't even have a name, and it doesn't have the slightest trace of it on any of the world's charts.

No way, the world is too big, and the climate of the Great Voyage is lethal enough for most people.

It's no surprise that ordinary people know about this island.

If a secret training base is known to ordinary people, it will be troublesome.

As a training base, the personnel here have not been interrupted in recent decades, sending away batch after batch, and then sending in new batch after batch.

And so on and so forth.

And the instructors here have also changed one after another, and the cycle continues, constantly cultivating some well-known or unknown talents.

The only thing that hasn't changed in the past ten years is Sisto, the island's chief instructor and the head of the island.

Sisto was a middle-aged, emaciated man, no more ordinary than short black hair, with a mediocre face, the kind that would not even make a splash in the crowd.

His eyes didn't even look like an ordinary person, scattered, dazed, and a little numb, and if outsiders seemed to ignore him, because he was no different from the thousands of ordinary people in this world.

But there are no outsiders here!

Anyone who has trained here will understand what a horror this person really is.

No.

For them, it was a nightmare.

Because this place is also called Sisto Training Camp!

Sisto also has an unknown identity, well, everyone in the training camp knows it, and it is really unknown outside.

He used to be a member of Cp0, although he was not the leader, but he was able to step down from Cp0 and preside over this training camp dedicated to delivering blood to the Cp department, which shows that it is indeed not that simple.

Sisto specializes in assassination, interrogation, and intelligence.

Every student in the training camp was afraid of him, and this was the case for all the graduates.

This is actually quite normal, the training camp here is not the same concept as the Navy recruit camp, the training camp is started from a young age.

As a spy officer, training from an early age is a correct posture.

Every year, many orphans are sent here, ranging in age from a few years old to a teenager.

These orphans will focus on training according to their talents, and the talents who are good and useful will become talents, and the mediocre will gradually be eliminated.

This Sisto training camp is mainly to train assassination characters, and it is needless to say that it requires physical fitness.

After all, this is Sisto's old business.

The training in the training camp is very hard and cruel, so cruel that many people are disabled or even die every year because of various trainings. Sometimes it's a good thing to lose your life, because when you are disabled, you will be abandoned and left to fend for yourself.

The end result is usually not much better.

Because it is to cultivate instant combat power, this kind of training camp will seem to be a bit of a quick success, everyone has been practicing the six styles since childhood, except for the really talented seedlings, most people will use up their potential decades in advance.

In other words, even if it is cultivated, it is a kind of youth rice, and it is usually difficult for a person's body to enjoy his old age after middle age.

This is the boot camp, the infamous CP boot camp.

It's not just Sisto that camps, it's the same for everyone else.

Even relatively speaking, because of the remarkable results, the objective conditions of the Sisto training camp are even better than others.

I have to say that it is a real irony - the CP has never been short of funds.

Early in the morning, the sun rises over the sea, and the Sisto training camp has been starting its daily training for a long time.

This nameless island is not large, only about 3 kilometers in diameter, but the terrain of the island is very complex, and there are many specialized areas for everyone to train according to the complex terrain.

It is important to ensure that we can develop real talents.

Assassination is not an unskilled act of recklessness like killing all witnesses!

Instead, try to use all seemingly inconspicuous everyday events to make the subject look more like he died due to various unexpected circumstances, so as not to give any suspicion that it was an assassination.

This involves not only physical training, various assassination techniques, drug cognition, makeup and disguise, etc., which are also necessary training.

However, Sisto is not in charge of specific lessons most of the time, and only occasionally a few talented seedlings will arouse his interest and teach him personally.

But that's about it!

Genius is a creature that has never been lacking in this world, for example, Cp9 has been blowing about Rob who happens once in 500 years. Isn't that what happened to Luki?

- Well, Rob. The Luci men weren't from his training camp.

In his opinion, a true genius can only be worthy of such a title unless he is a legendary admiral candidate like the current one in the limelight.

Everyone else is younger brothers.

It's a pity that the Navy has never dealt with the CP department, and he can only bury this idea in his heart.

Not to mention that his commander and the legend seemed to have all kinds of contradictions...... cough, as soon as the thought arises, I quickly suppress it.

This is a big man who can't even slander himself, and it is also an instinctive caution as a spy officer.

After processing some information, Sisto appeared in a large hall after breakfast.

The hall was full of staff in white coats, and in front of them were rows of machines and LCD screens.

Surveillance phone bugs are all over the island, collecting all the effects here.

He glanced at it, and it was no different from his daily routine, this kind of work had been going on for many years, and he had long been familiar with it.

After making his rounds, Sisto returned to his office, where the assistant was already waiting.

"Lord Sisto, this is the graduation test results of this batch of graduates, all here."

The assistant saw Sisto walk in, and hurriedly handed over the information in his hand, don't look at the honest and kind look on the face of this chief, but there is no horror in the training camp that no one does not know.

Sisto nodded, took the papers, and sat down in his office.

The office became silent, except for the slight rustle of fingers rubbing against the paper, and even breathing was inaudible.

Syllable!

The data was still on the table, and the assistant's body trembled with fright from the sudden sound.

After reading it, Sisto frowned and said: "The results of this graduation trial are not ideal, 52 people graduated, and only 46 people passed the trial, those 6 people are really waste."

And there are not many people who have passed well, and there is still only one Jena. Rodson came out on top.

This is the worst performance in recent years, hum, it's really not as good as one session.

It seems that they need to be more strict, there is not enough pressure, no talent, no desperate work, is it a vacation. ”

The assistant cautiously said, "Fortunately, we have Jena. Rodson. ”

Sisto sighed, and said in a tone that didn't know whether to be happy or complaining: "Yes, it's good that we have Rodson, otherwise none of these people in this session can be better, and those adults are not good-tempered." ”

The assistant didn't dare to answer this, he stood still, like a sculpture, as if it wasn't him who was hunched over and careful just now.

As if Sisto didn't notice, he frowned and thought for a long time before speaking: "That lord said when he will not arrive, but fortunately we have a Rodson to deal with, otherwise I wouldn't dare to face the adult's anger." ”

"My lord, according to the news I received early in the morning, that lord is expected to arrive here in another hour and a half."

"Oh, well, now let's go meet the lads who are about to leave here, and teach them a lesson, lest we go out and lose my face when the time comes, I don't want to be ridiculed by those people for being unprofessional."

Sisto stood up, looking dissatisfied with this year's class of graduates.

In fact...... It's true that I'm not very satisfied, but I don't have other emotions, because there is a Cp0 chief who has a special explanation for Rodson, and he can already make a difference.

As for the others, sorry, they weren't worth his time.

As for what is shameful or not, heh, what is the matter with Sisto, his reputation is not given by these people.

Sisto's reputation for training camp didn't build overnight.

……

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"How long do you have to get to Sisto training camp?"

On the sparkling sea, a huge white ship sailed, with the flag of the World Government on the mast and the huge Cp0 logo painted on the white sail.

Standing on the deck were armed spy officers in black suits, sunglasses and white cloaks.

At the front of the deck stood a tall man in a white robe that covered his entire body, with a strangely large mask on his face.

The voice just now came from under the mask.

"Report to your Excellency, according to the current wind situation, the latest estimated time is about an hour and a half." A thug in a suit replied cautiously.

Recently, this adult's temper has not been very good.

To be precise, this adult's temper has not been very good in recent years, especially if there is any big news about the legend of the navy.

For example, when the legend fought to a draw with Big Mom, the Four Emperors of Pirates, this adult smashed the office all over the place.

Some time ago, the news of the legend and the One Piece Empress caused the lord's office to suffer again.

All of their subordinates are trembling now, and they don't dare to touch anyone's head, otherwise it may not be a punishment, and maybe they won't even have their lives.

"Send a message to Sisto training camp, tell them the arrival time, and then ask Sisto to get the people ready, and we will return immediately after picking them up."

The voice under the mask commanded faintly, as if there was no temperature, but if you listened closely, you could hear some dissatisfaction.

Originally, he was going to return directly after completing the mission, but he didn't expect to take someone back by the way, of course he was a little unhappy.

"Yes, sir!"

The subordinate replied and went to send a message, while the tall figure of the masked man looked at the sea in the distance and didn't know what he was pondering.

It took him a long time to shake his head, and the muffled voice under the mask could only be heard by himself.

"There's always a bad feeling, am I having too much heart?"

"Looks like we're going to have to speed up and get back to Mary Joy sooner."

He turned and headed back to the cabin, where there was still a remnant of the sound on the bow deck.

"Damn bastard!"

I don't know who I'm scolding.

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