There was no one in the document room, there was a faint smell of ink mixed with the smell of dust. Yarlin closed the door, there were three wooden shelves in front of him, on which there were yellow covered documents.
Ya Erlin walked over and casually pulled one out. He pressed two faint fingerprints on the cover. He gently shook the dust off the cover and flipped it open. Inside was a page that looked like a letter. There were black words printed on it and a red seal at the bottom corner.
Glancing at the seal, some of the colors were a bit light, but Yarlin could still recognize from the words that these were some documents issued by the Marine Headquarters.
"Navy Branch 153's patrol area is replanned and deployed!"
The name of the document, Yarlin roughly glanced at the content, it was roughly about several nearby islands, such as Fengche Village, Silobu Village, Shuangyue Village, and other inhabited islands were all under the jurisdiction of Navy Branch 153, and then it was separately proposed because of the application of Captain Mouse of the 16th Marine Division, the island of Cocosia Village was taken away from the jurisdiction of the 16th Marine Division.
Yarlin didn't take it to heart, he put the document back on the wooden shelf, and looked at the rows of simple bookshelves, his eyes were shining with greed, the feeling was like he had found a treasure.
He casually pulled out a few documents, opened them, and put them back. Sure enough, these documents were some orders or announcements issued by the Marine Headquarters. These things fell into Yarlin's eyes, they were more valuable than pure gold and silver. These paper words can let him understand the face of the world at the fastest speed, especially for the Marine Government, he has a real sense of touch and understanding.
Suppressing his excitement, Ya Erlin first browsed through the entire bookshelf. Finally, he found a few thick stacks of newspapers in a dusty corner. They were crudely tied up with rope, and the newspapers at the bottom were stuck to the wood due to the passage of time.
He untied the ropes and picked up the topmost newspaper and spread it out. The words "Le Monde" were printed in large and bold black font. The date was April 11, 1516 on the Haiyuan calendar. The date was last year. He flipped through a few pages. This newspaper was the date closest to him.
"It's an inexplicable surprise, even if there is no confidential information in it, many things are expired, but it is enough for me to have a rough understanding of the world." Yarlin's eyes faintly stared at the words and pictures in the black newspaper.
In his previous life, he was in an era of information explosion, and suddenly came to this chaotic world, he was like a headless fly, exploring in the dark, testing the feedback of the world. But now, he could finally sweep away some of the fog and understand the world. Even with Yarlin's calm personality, his eyes were emitting a bright light at this moment.
"These precious treasures are just left here for people to peruse, and in the end no one cares about it, gathering dust and mold, what a terrible ignorance, but this is good for me, heh ~" Yarlin deeply understood that a person's degree of protection and importance to the knowledge and knowledge greatly determined the person's vision and structure, and obviously, Colonel Monca's vision stopped at 153 Branch.
But Yarlin was different, he had always been a man who longed to see the world, and for him, Navy Branch 153 was just a starting point for him.
Suppressing all the distracting thoughts in his mind, Yarlin calmed his mind and focused his attention back on the newspaper. He casually sat on the ground, and began to read the words in the newspaper line by line, like a dried up sponge greedily absorbing the nourishment of water.
Yarlin was unprecedentedly focused and serious, so much so that he didn't notice a black shadow quietly leaning against the door of the document room.
For the next 20 days, Yarlin's life was extremely disciplined, as if he was possessed, even his original plan to target Navy Branch 153 was temporarily shelved. Every day, other than simply exercising his limbs on the field, he stayed in the document room until dinner time, went to the cafeteria to eat, and then returned to the dormitory to sleep.
Fick, on the other hand, spent his excess energy on the playground every day. He tried all the exercise equipment once, and at the same time, he became familiar with the Marines in the dormitory next to him. In addition to his ferocious appearance, his personality has always been forthright and carefree, so he wasn't rejected by the soldiers.
Every day, Fick would hide under the shade of a tree and secretly follow the veterans to practice their killing moves. One day, when Ya Erlin came out of the document room, he discovered that Fick had already joined the marines in their training. His forehead was covered in sweat, and he was extremely excited as he roared "Ho Ho Ho Ho".
Yarlin smiled, but he didn't take it to heart. His face was expressionless, as if he had facial paralysis, but god knows what kind of stormy waves were set off in his heart these days.
He had a premonition that the waters of this world were very deep, but he never thought that it would be so chaotic. Moreover, the current era was surging with great momentum. This was an unimaginable world, a great era with surging winds and thunder.
"Motherfucker!"
Ya Erlin was slowly digesting the shock in his heart, so much so that Jiagu had appeared twice to report to him, but Ya Erlin absentmindedly ignored him. First Lieutenant Senjerry, on the other hand, hadn't come even once. He was currently busy with the recruitment of soldiers, so his head was in a mess.
Slowly closing the newspaper in his hand and putting it on the bookshelf, Yarlin stretched his sore neck and shoulders, and slowly stood up. In the middle of the narrow bookshelf, he took a long breath, then slowly walked to the window, looking at the Navy flag fluttering in the middle of the field, the corners of his mouth slowly opened, revealing a row of neat teeth.
"Do you want my treasure? If you want it, I'll give it all to you. Go and find it, on the Grand Line, I put everything in the world there! "
Yarlin repeated this sentence in his ear with a voice that only he could hear. After a long while, he stopped, and then squeezed out a name from between his teeth. "Gol D. Roger, using death to create the beginning of a great era, it's really enviable!"
"The Great Era of Pirates!"
Although Yarlin heard it more than once, but at this moment, he really understood the deep meaning of this term. His eyes were deeply focused on the thin Navy flag. His eyes seemed to penetrate through the flag to the endless sea, and in the depths of the blue sky, there seemed to be a majestic shadow that shrouded the whole era.
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