Into One Piece with Bleach Template System

Naval Headquarters

A well-organized young man in a white robe, wearing square-frame glasses on the bridge of his nose, and with his short white hair neatly styled, was walking steadily towards the Marine base.

"Naval Headquarters, it's truly extraordinary," remarked Varen as he observed the bustling activity around him, feeling a surge of emotion in his heart.

Yes, Varen was a time traveler equipped with a unique system.

His system was quite simple—it allowed him to inherit the powers of formidable individuals from various worlds.

His first inheritance came from the super villain BOSS in the Shinigami world—Aizen Sōsuke!

After careful consideration, Varen decided to make this place his first destination and enrolled as the inaugural student of the elite camp established by the Marines.

This wasn't the era when Luffy set sail in the original story, but rather thirty-two years prior.

In the same class as Varen were two future Marine Admirals, Sakazuki and Kizaru, who also joined the Marine Elite Camp!

Looking at the 1% words unlocked on his Aizen Sōsuke template, Varen felt uncertain about the comparison of strengths between himself and the two formidable individuals from the original storyline, the Admirals.

However, judging by his effortless completion of the elite camp's challenges so far, even possessing just 1% of Aizen's strength made passing these assessments a breeze.

"Attention!"

Suddenly, a loud roar echoed.

However, this intimidating roar failed to frighten everyone.

Especially among the elite camp's students, over 50% adopted a wait-and-see approach.

"As expected, monsters are not easily tamed," Varen casually observed the students who hurried towards the source of the roar and those who remained indifferent.

Even in an elite camp, there were individuals pretending to belong before they had passed the true assessments.

Of course, although Varen had reached a conclusion in his heart, the Marines wouldn't dismiss this group without reason, but the gap was evident from the start.

As Varen anticipated, the officer in charge of roll call merely narrowed his eyes slightly and proceeded with the roll call.

The roll call process was brief, and within minutes, the officer confirmed most names on the list.

"Sakazuki!"

"Present!"

"Kizaru!"

"Present!"

"Varen!"

"Here."

Varen's expression remained unchanged upon hearing his name last, responding in his usual calm and gentle voice.

This contrasted sharply with the resolute and authoritative voices of the others.

Hearing this voice, the officer raised his eyes in curiosity, spotting Varen walking calmly not far away.

"He seems amiable and easy to like. However, Admiral Zephyr's standards are strict. Let's proceed to the training camp," the Marine officer remarked thoughtfully before gesturing for everyone to follow.

Accompanied by the Marine officer, they passed several Marine fortresses and arrived at a colossal iron gate—the Marine training camp!

Five simple words, yet they carried immense gravity.

The atmosphere at Naval Headquarters was truly remarkable, especially in this elite camp designed to train future Marine senior generals and key personnel. The training camp exuded an extraordinary aura throughout.

"This is!" Suddenly, Varen's keen senses detected a phantom passing by, but even with his current strength, he could only capture an afterimage.

Boom!

In the next second, a student was sent flying by a punch.

"It appears that the freshmen's trial has begun. Will we select candidates to leave the elite camp?" Varen deduced the situation upon witnessing this.

Entering the elite battalion required more than simple tests; practical combat assessments were the most direct method.

"However, demonstrating sufficient potential here can lead to access to superior Marine resources," Varen smiled, his sunny and gentle demeanor unchanged.

Varen not only inherited Aizen's strength but also shared Aizen's experiences. For Varen, Aizen's experiences fostered significant mental growth—a testament to the law of the jungle, unchanging regardless of the setting.

"What's the matter? If this is the extent of the challenge, I can announce that you all are unfit for the elite camp," a towering figure interjected.

The overwhelming pressure caused many to pale, and some weaker individuals trembled.