Second more.

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Half a day passed in the blink of an eye, and more than 600 navies completed the assessment. Contrary to Simon's expectations, about 400 navy operators stood out, more than 100 more than expected.

This group of navy has completed the assessment, although most of them are not injured, but the original white clothes are covered with dust and smudges, and they are quite embarrassed. They are divided into two groups who pass and fail. downturn.

The navy who passed the test was in high spirits, but when he realized that there were more than 400 people who passed, he thought that there might be a second assessment to finally determine the 300 people needed by Lieutenant General Simon, so the high mood turned into It's a must.

Simon stood in front of the navy, watching the more than 400 people still in high spirits, he couldn't help laughing with satisfaction.

These 400 people are the cornerstone of the future, and the initial development into the new world is inseparable from these 400 people.

"I said before that only three hundred people are needed."

Simon folded his arms, looking at the navy and said lightly.

The more than 400 navies who passed through were nervous when they heard the words, waiting for the following.

As if feeling the nervousness of his subordinates, Simon couldn't help laughing: "However, it is not bad to make the warship crowded."

"…"

The navy was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that what Simon said was that all four hundred people could board the ship, and after a short silence, they cheered loudly.

Compared with the depressed mood of the more than two hundred people, these four hundred people are extremely excited.

After all, it was the navy that was summoned by himself, and Simon also made a relief to the more than 200 people, that is, he boarded the ship and returned to the voyage.

The personnel preparation is complete, the next is the warship...

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Back at Marin Vando, Simon did not immediately go to the laboratory to find Vega Punk, but came to Karp's residence.

At sunset, the twilight illuminated the sky, and when half of the sun disappeared, the temperature dropped a few points in vain.

Garp, with white hair, was sitting on the wooden aisle wearing only a loose robe, with his feet on the stone steps below, and the dim sunlight reflected a sunset on his wrinkled face.

"Boom...boom..."

The water flow on the rockery made the bamboo tube keep knocking on the stones, making the only sound in this lonely courtyard, and after a few stars appeared in the sky, in the constant thumping sound at regular intervals, always It was mixed with a low sigh.

He raised his head and framed several stars in the sky into his eyes. The rich gloom not only did not drown the stars, but made them brighter.

How many people have come from that era?

The only thing left is the remaining will, or a remnant that is about to be buried.

Every time when the sun sets, Karp always feels an unbearable feeling without realizing it.

It's been like this all my life. At this moment, I have been reduced from the authorities to the bystanders. I can only watch all this from the outside, and I can no longer participate in it. It is a kind of sadness.

Instead of doing this, it is better to end the situation built with a lifetime of time as an authority.

Like Roger, like Whitebeard...

Unconsciously, when the sun completely set on the horizon, the dusky cloud sky was covered with darkness, the stars were all over it, and even the evening wind became cooler.

When it was blowing on his body, Karp felt a chill.

"It's getting old after all."

In the sigh of self-talk, whether it is cold in body or cold in heart, who knows?

Even if the first person does not know it, will others know it?

At this moment, a warm coat was gently draped over Karp's broad shoulders, and the coolness brought by the evening wind was all dissipated at this moment.

Karp turned his head slightly and laughed silently when he saw the person coming.

Simon carried the teapot and sat silently beside Karp, pouring hot tea into the already empty teacup.

The thumping sound is still the same, and even a little insect chirping has been added.

Putting down the teapot, Simon asked, "Have you eaten?"

Karp shook his head and said, "No appetite."

Simon looked seriously at Garp's face eroded by time, and said, "You have to eat if you don't have an appetite."

Karp gave a wry smile, took a sip of the tea cup that was emitting a burst of heat, and said, "I didn't nag at my children and grandchildren like ordinary people when I was old, but I was nag by young people. old?"

Simon paused for a moment, then stopped, and was silent.

There is always a time when a person's journey will come to an end.

What is scary is not the end that is about to be reached, but the most scary thing is that you can't go through the end with all your strength.

Some people set the end point to be as simple as living a life in peace.

Some people set the end point to be extremely difficult, such as ending the era of pirates.

Is the old man hailed as a naval hero a loser?

Perhaps in a sense, it is a loser, but at the same time it is not a loser, but a winner who is known as a naval hero.

Defining failure or success is the end point that is set against itself.

Simon doesn't know if he can walk past the end point in the future, or maybe like the old man, the end point is where the eyes can see, but he is no longer able to walk, and he can't see it. How helpless it must be.

Perhaps at that time, like the old man, looking at the lonely courtyard, recalling his life, and lamenting that when he was about to grow old, he would unconsciously give birth to a sadness.

Previously, Simon clearly felt the sadness emanating from the old man, so he turned around to make a pot of hot tea and brought a coat.

"The inheritance of will is endless..."

In the silence ~lightnovelpub.net~ Simon suddenly said: "I have accepted the will of the old man, so when I am not old, you will not be old."

The corner of Karp's mouth twitched, and he nodded indistinctly. Then, he patted Simon's head with a big hand, and said with a big smile, "You are just a little boy, you have a long way to go. Very well, the old man can live to see you finish this road, and I will be very satisfied."

Simon lowered his head, rubbed his slightly aching head, and did not look up, just stared at his feet like this.

"Yes, definitely!"

The voice went from low to high and firm, but within a second.

Karp looked at Simon with his head down, his eyelids drooping slightly, and his old eyes flashed a touch of relief.

In vain, I remembered the conversation with Smoker that day.

"Fortunately, Simon met you, and it was really good that Simon met you."

Garp looked up at the stars, and the night sky was full of stars before he knew it.

"Smog, you're wrong... I was lucky enough to meet Simon. It's really nice to meet Simon."

The evening breeze was blowing, but Garp didn't feel the cold anymore.

Maybe it's a coat, maybe it's a teacup with heat in his hand, or maybe it's the young man sitting next to him.

As a person who dedicated his life to the navy, his son is actually a revolutionary army, while his grandson is a pirate. This is not a kind of sadness, a kind of sadness that cannot feel the warmth of home.

Fortunately... there was someone beside me who brought a coat and a cup of tea, and said something to dispel the sadness.

Since the package was unloaded on Simon's body, there must be an obligation to see if Simon can deliver the package.

Yes, there is this obligation, the obligation to see if Simon can pass the finish line.