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In the lounge next to Zhan Guo's office.

Marshal Sora, Sengoku, Garp, Zephyr and Tsuru were preparing to enjoy breakfast this morning.

This was supposed to be a welcoming party hosted by Zefa when he returned, but just as they were setting up the food and drinks in the lounge, they saw Marshal Kong poking his head in from the door.

Since the leader is present, the banquet has to be changed into a meeting.

"After five months of getting along with them, I have carefully observed these four people. Sakaski, Vashto and Borsalino have the potential to become generals."

"I won't say much about the first two. I can't comment on their training attitude and learning ability. On the island, I always advised them to rest and let them combine work and rest."

"Borsalino has talent, but he always slacks off. I give him training goals, but he always finishes them at the last minute, no matter how much training he does. However, he is very good at developing and using the power of the fruit."

"Yue Er has the potential to be a mid-level lieutenant general. His talent and potential are a little inferior to the first three, but he is still okay. However, his character is too indecisive. He needs to be honed before he can take on important tasks."

"As for the specific performance and data of the four people during training, I have already handed it over to Zhan Guo."

Zefa gave a brief report before the meal.

At this point, his mission is basically over, and the remaining task is to wait for the next members of the advanced camp.

"Okay, that's pretty much what I thought. Zefa, you really didn't disappoint me. You found so many good talents for me in the first class. I hope you can keep up the good work and train more great talents for me. Then, when they grow up, you can retire with peace of mind."

"The task of arranging places for them in Sengoku is given to you. I have talked to the World Government and they said that I am old and can no longer do the work. I want you young people to do it."

"However, they still insist that your achievements are not enough. You also know that in the eyes of those old-timers, you are still too young."

"But you know me well. I fought too hard in the early years, and my body is full of problems. I have many illnesses, so you should encourage me."

"Maybe I suddenly become ill one day, and the position of Admiral of the Navy Headquarters will fall to you. You must be ready at all times."

Just when Marshal Kong was about to make another promise to Zhan Guo, a noisy voice was heard.

"Uncle Zhan Guo, there's no one at your house when I go there. Are you sleeping in the lounge again?"

"I brought you a breakfast set, but you have to listen to my advice. Your life is your own. Don't always work until late at night. It's not good for your health."

"Especially since you often skip breakfast, it's bad for your stomach. Alas, the only people who eat breakfast at this time are lazy bums like Yue Er, besides workaholics like you."

Holding breakfast in his paws, he bit the handle of the lounge door with his mouth, and then pushed the door open with his feet.

Vashto walked in talking to himself and saw a scene that horrified him.

A three-piece breakfast set for five people was placed on the table in the lounge, and the five people who were enjoying it were standing in a neat line looking at him as he came in.

Realizing that his joke on Uncle Sengoku had indiscriminately attacked almost half of the senior officials of the Marine Headquarters, Vashto decisively chose to escape.

"Hello everyone, I suddenly remembered that there is another important matter that I need to deal with."

Marshal Kong looked at Vashto, who seemed a little helpless, and asked while holding back a smile.

"What could be more important than having breakfast with a bunch of us lazy bums?"

Vashto put the three-piece breakfast set hanging from his paw on the table and answered seriously.

"Apologize, turn around, go out, close the door, find the navy, turn yourself in, advance into the city, LV.6, die of old age"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"

The people at the table finally couldn't hold back their laughter at such a straightforward answer.

"Hurry up and get to the table. Your first priority now is to eat your fill and then get beaten up by me."

Cap pulled out the stool next to him and motioned for Vashto to sit down.

"You came just in time. Your uncle Zhan Guo is considering the allocation of the four members of your advanced camp."

"Tell me where you want to go? I will allow your uncle Zhan Guo to open a back door for you."

Marshal Kong had a smile on his face. Although his speech was interrupted, it was nice to amuse the child.

"I am a brick in the navy, I will be moved wherever I am needed"

Washto didn't dare to touch the food on the table. His original plan was to take breakfast to consolidate his relationship with Uncle Zhan Guo. He didn't expect that he, a Husky, would encounter a pack of wolves full of big guys.

Fortunately, except for Marshal Kong, with whom he had almost no contact, he had more or less contact with the rest of the big guys.

He had been beaten by Garp, and Vice Admiral Tsuru had commanded the navy to send him to the hospital several times, not to mention Admiral Zephyr. The five months of living together and the relationship between master and apprentice were there.

"It's boring. You are so calm and frivolous at times. I would have thought you were the child of Sengoku and Capu."

Marshal Kong turned to look at Zhan Guo and continued his epic pie-in-the-sky project, and by the way, saw if he could throw some more trivial work to him so that he would have time to go fishing in the afternoon.

"Vashto, go to my office. There is a bottle of good wine in the second drawer of my desk. Bring it to me."

Zefa pulled the office key from his pocket and tossed it to Vashto.

"It's a rare occasion for us to get together. It would be no fun if we don't drink a little. This is good wine given to me by a noble as a bribe. It would be a waste if I don't take it."

Zefa didn't worry at all whether Marshal Kong would criticize his work style. He had already written down these little details in his report.

In the past, whenever he got together with these old friends, he always felt warm, but now no matter how he persuaded himself, he could not feel the warmth of the past when chatting with them.

The more they talked, the more he wanted to escape from them.

However, these words cannot be said openly, and one can only get himself drunk with wine.

"Come on, come on. You have wine to drink. Why didn't you say so earlier? I've been drinking porridge for half a day."

"Vashto, please sit down. You are slow on your feet. I will go get them. Take a few more from me. It is a banquet after all. Don't make it so shabby."

When Garp heard about drinking, he instantly perked up, stopped Vashto who was about to get up, picked up the key to Zefa's office and walked straight out the door.

Zhan Guo and He looked at each other. Years of tacit understanding made them both keenly aware that something was wrong.

Zefa's mood is not right. He should be happy about this, but why is there such sadness on his face?

Or that thing?

The two of them stared at Marshal Kong sitting in the main seat and guessed in their hearts.

"Washto, go train first. Let's catch up with each other. It would be awkward if you stay here."

Zhan Guo realized that this was a good time to talk about the matter openly, so he sent the younger Washituo away, as the following words were not suitable for him to hear.