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Happy training time always passes quickly. Vashto took off the weights on his body and the two hypoxic masks he had changed one by one.

"Brother Wa, the food is cold"

Rossinandi's face turned pale. He could feel that he was much stronger than before joining the navy, but he still couldn't handle the double training.

"Good food is never too cold, good things are never too much, and those who board the ship last will go ashore first."

Vashto picked up the bowl and chopsticks and began to wolf down the food. Thanks to the buff, he did not suffer from symptoms such as gastric wall sagging even though he was eating at a very intense level.

"Okay, Wago, eat slowly, chew more, and spit some bones into the plate."

Rossinanti shook his head slightly and gave earnest advice like an old woman watching her child eating carelessly.

"I'm not that hedonistic guy like Borsalino. When we were in the Advanced Camp, every time we left him some food, he would not eat it. He would rather eat it after hunting. He said that the food would lose its flavor after a while. Without the hot fireworks, the food would lose its meaning."

Vashto quickly finished most of the food on his plate and began to eat the rest slowly.

"Mr. Borsalino is a son of nobility after all, so I can understand his persistence. However, I find it hard to imagine that he, who is always reluctant to move, would go through the trouble of having a hot meal."

Rossinante met Borsalino once at the Navy Headquarters to report on his work. He heard that he had completed a secret mission for the World Government and was promoted to a certain Navy branch.

At that time, he was serving tea to Mr. Zhan Guo, while Borsalino was lazily leaning back in his chair, trimming his nails with a nail clipper, complaining about how far and troublesome the branch he was assigned to was.

"That guy is the same. He didn't even say hello to me, his old friend, when he came to the headquarters. It's just that the noise during the training on the island was too loud and disturbed his training. As for being so angry, not only did he not treat me to a drink after his promotion, but he also ran away so fast. Next time I see him, I will break his nail clippers and make him cut his nails every day when he has nothing to do."

Vashto put down his bowl and chopsticks and burped a few times. It turned out that only the food after training was the most delicious. It didn't matter whether it was hot or cold.

While Borsalino invited him to dinner and drinks, he actually didn't care that much, but what he cared about was whether he could trick the Flash Rat once.

Even a modest meal would be enough.

"Nandi, go to the night market and buy me some steamed buns or something. You can decide how much to buy. Bailey is under my bed, take it yourself. Here is the key."

Vashto smacked his lips as if he was not full, and threw the key hanging on his waist to Rosinante.

"Uh-huh"

Rosinante nodded obediently, without giving it any further thought, and walked out of the training ground with the key.

Watching Rosinante limping tiredly towards the dormitory to get the key, Vashto twisted his neck, making a creaking sound.

"Sir, you have been watching for a whole day. Do you want to continue watching?"

Vashto stood in the empty training ground and shouted towards the bushes outside.

The bushes shook a little and then returned to silence. The man hiding in them couldn't believe that his realistic disguise could be easily seen through by Vashto, who had been training so hard.

He is trying to trick me, he must be tricking me. I absolutely cannot leave here. It would be too embarrassing to leave here in such disgrace.

The man's thoughts were in turmoil, and he didn't dare to move. His breathing became even quieter, for fear that the other party would really discover him.

"In the morning, I started training for about an hour when you came. At that time, you were looking down from the corridor window on the second floor of the administrative building, then the third floor, the window of the men's bathroom on the second floor, the window of the warehouse on the first floor, and the men's bathroom on the first floor."

"At noon, you went to the cafeteria to eat a meal, which took about half an hour. When you came back, you brought eight large buns, four with meat filling, two with leek filling, and two with three fresh fillings. When you ate one of the meat-filled buns, you bit it so hard that the juice splashed outside the bushes."

"That night, I thought you would give up, but unexpectedly, you ate for more than half an hour and brought back three chicken legs to eat."

"During that time, you drew your sword 25 times. You drew it and put it down, put it down and drew it again. Not to mention the number of times your fists hardened and softened, softened and hardened again. I am too lazy to count them."

"You'd better come up and stab me twice with your sword. Otherwise, I'm tired of watching you being so indecisive."

Vashto stood with his hands behind his back, waiting for the next move.

"I, I have heard of Major General Vashto's great name for a long time, and I have come here specially to pay my respects to him. It is true that hearing about him is not as good as meeting him in person. Major General Vashto is indeed radiant and dazzling."

The man hiding in the bushes heard Vashto tell him everything he had done while hiding, so he stopped hiding.

He jumped out and stammered a greeting.

"I'm curious if your commander's brain is broken. He sent a young man full of loopholes to assassinate a rear admiral at the Navy Headquarters. Should I say he is cruel or stupid?"

For a moment, Vashto couldn't remember who among the people he had offended was so brainless.

Or is this boy a user of a special devil fruit ability?

Washto's eyes became serious. Although his expression was still mocking, he was already prepared to fight with all his strength if the opponent made a move.

"No, Jiyuan is a very smart person. She didn't send me here. I heard that you humiliated her, so I came here on my own initiative. It has nothing to do with her."

When Kaji heard that Vashto dared to slander his goddess, he quickly shook his head in defense.

"Jiyuan? That woman?"

Washto frowned. Why is it that it’s about that woman again? Is it never going to end?

He's already apologized and kowtowed, why are you coming again? Do you really think he has no temper?

"I just heard that you treated her badly, so I came over to chat with you. Maybe there's some misunderstanding."

After witnessing Vashto's "useless" training for a whole day, Kaji didn't dare to take action. He was worthy of being one of the outstanding students that Instructor Zefa had always praised. This kind of hard work, perseverance and strong endurance were definitely beyond his reach.

Since we can't fight head-on, we might as well choose to encircle them from the side.

Kaji was quite confident in his eloquence. After all, he was of noble birth and was well-informed.

His eloquence must be much better than that of Vashto, who was raised in an orphanage and kidnapped by evil scientists for experiments when he grew up.

Just watch him use his eloquence to talk down a rear admiral and make him apologize to Ji Yuan willingly.

By then, Ji Yuan will definitely praise me very much, so the wedding night will not be far away?