Chapter 791
This sea is very vast. For the top strongmen, perhaps the general-level combat power is just the entry threshold for fighting on the high-end stage.
Even in the direct intelligence agency CP0 under the World Government and the Knights of God, Darren is sure that there are many general-level combat powers.
But even so, the general-level combat power is still an achievement that countless people in the world can only dream of.
Once you enter the general-level combat power, it means that you have enough foundation in this sea and have the ability to stand on your own.
According to Darren's judgment, the flying squirrel now has the potential for general-level combat power. As long as he develops and practices step by step, he will be able to enter that realm sooner or later.
In this way, as long as he is not surrounded and killed by the strong men of the same level or fights with those legendary combat powers, with the flexibility and advantages of the thunder fruit, he can always be invincible.
In this way, Darren is also relieved.
If he wants to deal with the World Government, he has too many things to do, and it is destined that he cannot stay in the North Sea Fleet all the time to perform tasks such as guiding training, commanding operations, and even protecting the fleet.
In most cases, Darren is busy outside, charging into battle, while the flying squirrel, as the commander of the fleet, is responsible for handling all military and political affairs within the fleet and ensuring that the North Sea Fleet remains in normal operation.
Putting aside the fact that the flying squirrel can recharge the fleet, this is also a more reasonable and safer strategy to a large extent.
The farther Darren is from the fleet and the more he makes trouble outside, the safer the North Sea Fleet lurking in the sky will be.
And the same is true in reverse.
The more secretive the whereabouts of the North Sea Fleet are, the more it can serve as a potential deterrent, so that the World Government and other forces will not dare to act rashly because they are afraid of the possible attack of the fleet.
In this way, Darren, who is tossing outside, can be more presumptuous.
Darren, the commander of the North Sea Fleet, and the fleet itself must act separately as much as possible... This is the most ideal situation.
Separate actions also mean risks. The North Sea Fleet itself can only exist as a weapon of mass destruction to deter the world, but if it faces those powerful fighters with flying capabilities, it lacks sufficient counterattack capabilities.
Once the traces of the fleet are discovered, any admiral-level combat power can stage a violent scene of dismantling warships with bare hands.
This is what Darren is most worried about.
But it is different now.
As long as the flying squirrel reaches the level of admiral-level combat power, relying on the advantage of high-altitude combat of the Thunder Fruit, there are only a handful of people who can take him down in this sea.
At that time, Darren can be completely relieved and no longer have any worries.
"Only a lunatic like you would have such an idea."
The flying squirrel smiled and shook his head, sighing:
"The Tianlong people feared by the whole world, the gods high above in the hearts of countless people, have become a whetstone for your spirit in your eyes."
"You have no respect for the so-called authority and system... Darren, sometimes you give me the feeling that you are not like a person from this world at all."
Darren glanced at him and smiled:
"I just don't want others to step on my head."
"The will of freedom will last forever."
The flying squirrel listened At this point, he seemed to remember something, and said with a strange look:
"In addition to me, there are about 70 officers in the 20,000 members of the entire North Sea Fleet who have awakened the Conqueror's Haki."
Darren frowned and murmured:
"Isn't there even a 1% chance? It seems that there are only one in ten thousand talents with the potential for Conqueror's Haki."
You know, the selection mechanism of the North Sea Fleet is even stricter than that of the elite of the Navy Headquarters. Only after going through many rounds of screening and receiving strict training at the 321 Branch Base are they qualified to board the elite of the Flying Fleet.
Everyone is one in a hundred.
But even with such a group of top young people, even under the strong emotional and mental stimulation of killing the Celestial Dragons, there are still less than 100 people who can awaken the Conqueror's Haki.
It has to be said that this ratio is already very low.
Flying Squirrel listened to Darren's slightly disgusted tone and said unhappily:
"This is already exaggerated, okay? Those who awaken the Conqueror Haki are one in a million."
Darren laughed:
"But this so-called one in a million, in the New World, there are many people who possess Conqueror Haki."
Flying Squirrel: "..."
"I have arranged these people to important positions and provided them with sufficient training resources."
Darren nodded:
"Well, the next thing is a matter of time. We can only wait patiently."The cultivation of talents is not a process that can be accomplished overnight. To cultivate a talent to a level that can stand on its own, it takes three to five years at the shortest and ten to twenty years at the longest... This is the norm.
Under normal circumstances, the strong people in this world will reach the peak of their strength at around 30 to 40 years old, and then maintain the stability of their combat power until they grow old naturally if there is no disease or accident.
Whether it is Roger, Whitebeard, Golden Lion or even the Navy's Sengoku, Zefa and Garp, they all fully conform to this rule.
Of course, a freak like the Sun God Nika who has been at the top for two and a half years is not within the scope of common sense.
"By the way, when you were in Pangu City, did you find any flaws and opportunities?"
Darren seemed to remember something, and his face suddenly became serious.
The flying squirrel's eyes instantly became fearful, and his tone was extremely solemn:
"In the deepest part of Pangu City, I seem to have sensed something."
Thinking of the chilling and terrifying feeling of falling into hell, as if being stared at by the cold eyes of some god, a layer of fine cold sweat oozed out of his forehead.
"That place... seems to hide an unprecedentedly powerful aura."
Darren's eyes moved slightly, and he asked:
"So you took action?"
The flying squirrel said in a deep voice:
"I used my strongest trick, but unfortunately it didn't work."
"Didn't work?" Darren frowned.
The flying squirrel nodded and said:
"Marshal Ganggukong intercepted it, and with just a light punch, he defeated my attack and even injured me."
Darren was stunned for a moment, his eyes flashed, as if he understood something, and slowly exhaled a turbid breath.
"So that's how it is... It seems we owe that old man a favor."
The flying squirrel nodded and did not deny it.
He knew very well that if Kong Kong had not taken action in time to repel him, the aura hidden in the deepest part of Pangu City would have taken his life.
Although the Thunder Fruit gave him a powerful ability to roam, the flying squirrel had such a feeling in his heart.
If that existence took action, he would definitely die!
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