Several days later.
Benedict's office.
"You want me to train you specially?"
Benedict looked at the clown Buggy in surprise. Was the sun rising from the west?
He had been afraid to accept his special training before.
Had he been struck and stimulated?
Several nights ago, the World Government infiltrated the Xuanwu Naval Base, attempting to eliminate the captured CP7 and assassinate him, dispatching a higher-level CP6 and engaging in assassination at the Xuanwu Naval Base.
Buggy, leading his clown squad, encountered a squad of twenty CP6 members.
Buggy faced a CP6 member in that battle and was almost completely defeated.
If it hadn't been for the timely support and joint efforts of the special forces, Buggy would have truly met his end that night.
"Yes, I want to accept special training, I want to become stronger," Buggy declared with clenched fists, filled with unwillingness.
At the same time, Buggy was also very much looking forward to Benedict granting him strength, just as he had during the previous special training.
He loved the feeling of easily becoming stronger.
The only thing he disliked was the extremely painful process of adapting to that power.
Benedict stroked his chin, sizing up Buggy.
Frankly, in his original world, the moniker of Great Buggy was very well-known among One Piece fans.
But one thing was also very certain: Buggy's strength was truly weak, and his application of the Bara Bara no Mi showed virtually no combat effectiveness.
Even now, after his strength was enhanced, if he were to fight a hundred people alone, Buggy would definitely be defeated.
"Special training!"
"I will work hard!"
"I must become even stronger."
Buggy looked at Benedict, his eyes full of expectation.
"I refuse!" Benedict responded indifferently.
"Why?" Rejected, the clown Buggy immediately asked impatiently.
"Marshal, I truly want to become stronger, I will absolutely not back down," the clown continued to plead.
Benedict glanced at Buggy, stroked his chin, and said, "I really don't have time right now."
He still had a mission and had to go to the West Sea, so he didn't have time to train Buggy here.
"I want to become stronger!" Buggy insisted.
Benedict then thought of the special forces trainers and said, "If you want to become stronger, go to the training base. Master the Rokushiki first."
"Also, you need to study your Bara Bara no Mi properly. The techniques you've developed so far are truly pathetic."
Buggy was stunned upon hearing this.
Then he said unhappily, "I'm not going."
"Why?" Benedict asked curiously.
"I'm a Lieutenant Commander now," the clown replied calmly.
"The instructors at the training base are Colonels!" Benedict replied calmly. "Training you is more than enough."
"With your current strength, any one of them can easily handle you."
Upon hearing this, Buggy immediately bristled and roared at Benedict, "Them? They want to handle me? That's a joke."
"I can easily defeat a large number of them."
"Is that so? Then let's see what you've got," Benedict said with a smile, grabbed Buggy, and quickly left the office.
The training base was located northeast of the island, where there was a relatively flat area, very suitable for a training base.
About five minutes later, Benedict, arriving at full speed, threw Buggy directly into a training ground.
"Send a trainer to handle this clown."
Benedict was too lazy to waste words and directly ordered a trainer to act.
Although Buggy was thrown out by Benedict, he still landed gracefully.
But as soon as he landed, Buggy arrogantly shouted at Benedict, "Marshal, if I defeat them, will you personally train me?"
Buggy was confident because he had met and interacted with the instructors here, and had even tried to recruit them for his clown squad to strengthen his forces.
They would go easy on him and lose.
As for the reward, it was just a matter of hosting a few more banquets and letting them drink their fill.
"Them?"
"How many do you want to fight?"
Sakata Gintoki looked at Buggy playfully and smiled.
"Ten!"
"If I defeat ten instructors myself, you will personally help me train."
Buggy spread his hands and said proudly, "Taking them down is as easy as flipping my hand."
Benedict agreed without any hesitation, and said, "Alright, ten it is. If you win, I will personally guide you. If you lose, you will stay here until you master the Rokushiki, and then you can leave."
"It's a deal!" The clown Buggy smiled triumphantly, then began to select ten instructors to compete with him.
"Des, you ten, go!"
Benedict's voice rang out. Buggy, who was still selecting participants, was taken aback. Who was Des?
As ten figures in trainer uniforms walked out, Buggy's expression changed instantly.
He didn't recognize them!
Also, the aura they exuded, was this a joke?
When did the training base gain these ten powerhouses?
"Begin."
Benedict's voice echoed throughout the training base.
Des and the other ten special forces trainers, upon receiving the order, swiftly launched their attack on the clown Buggy.
Buggy, seeing the ten people charging at him, panicked and quickly flew up, screaming, "No!"
"Marshal, I didn't say I would duel them."
"Ah!"
The greater his boast before, the more miserable his plight now.
Flying into the sky was useless. Des, who was proficient in the Rokushiki, flew up and kicked Buggy down with a single blow.
Besides Des, there were nine others. One kick each, and no matter how much Buggy split, he would ultimately be kicked away like a ball.
To the point that Buggy could no longer control his body's division.
Three minutes later, Buggy's body, from being torn into pieces, was then collected and reassembled, his devil fruit ability nullified.
As a result, Buggy became a fat man.
A fat man who had been beaten until he was swollen.
"Train here properly."
"Keep an eye on this kid, don't give him any chance to slack off."
Benedict left after saying this, without looking back.
Returning to the Marshal's office, Benedict summoned Wang Zhi, Kijiro, Gin Axe, and himself.
"I need to go to the West Sea. Gintoki, you will accompany me. Kijiro, Wang Zhi, Gin Axe, you will stay at headquarters," Benedict's gaze finally fell on Sakata Gintoki as he said.
"To the West Sea?" Sakata Gintoki asked in surprise, "Is there something going on?"
Benedict's gaze swept over Wang Zhi and the others, and he said seriously, "To save historical civilizations."
"Save historical civilizations?" Wang Zhi and the others were stunned.
"Yes, the matter is like this..."