Lost His First Kiss!

The deaths and injuries on the first night did not seem to deter the local monsters and demons. The nights continued to be lively for the next two weeks, but the residents of the Inn Street and shipyard had more or less gotten used to it a week earlier.

Anyway, when I woke up in the morning and went outside to check, there was basically nothing wrong, except that I could occasionally see one or two bullet holes in the wall.

This is no big deal!

The locals have witnessed countless instances of people being hacked to death in the street.

But they also gradually discovered that with the appearance of naval patrols and watchtowers on the streets, the security in the area had improved a lot; at least there were far fewer fights and harassment of women in the streets.

Furthermore, the bounty pirates that were once frequently seen have all disappeared.

This is certainly good for ordinary residents, but it also greatly affects the revenue of various 'hotels'.

Those pirates who have completed a sea route are generally very wealthy, and Sabaody is the last place they can spend their money before entering the New World!

The navy's current actions are preventing these major clients from coming to their door!

The businesses most affected were not the hotels and shops that ran pink-themed businesses, but the shipyards.

These days, every few days two warships take turns anchoring at the estuary of Area 50, and they require ships entering and leaving to provide identification.

In that case, pirate ships and the like definitely can't get in.

Some ships that were not suitable to be displayed in the open had to be diverted to other areas, since Sabaody is an archipelago and not completely sealed off.

However, repairing the ship and applying a coating has indeed become much more complicated.

They can only secretly hire coating craftsmen to apply the coating now.

Of course, prices will definitely rise significantly, but that won't be enough to offset the losses.

This has caused distress to all parties involved.

It wasn't that they couldn't find stronger individuals to deal with the troublesome navy personnel on the streets, but rather that the risks of escalating the situation might be beyond their means.

But relying on his underlings wasn't enough.

I've learned a bit about what's happened at night over the past few days.

They're not idiots. Vidal's Woods-Woods Fruit ability has been reported in the newspapers. A little thought will tell them that it must be this new adjutant's doing!

The Marine Base where Area 60 is located.

"Come on, the weather's nice today, let's bring all the wounded out to get some sun!"

The training session had just ended at six o'clock that morning when Vincent, who was in charge of the day's training, began directing a group of demoted 'errand boys' to do a routine task that had only recently been assigned and could only be done when the weather was nice.

The unrest these days has been relentless.

Even though Vidal acted as a guardian deity, there were still some seriously injured.

Fortunately, no deaths or disabilities have been reported so far.

However, having too many wounded soldiers was also not a good thing, and now was the time to win people's hearts, so Vidal chose to take action again, using a move he had only used once at the naval academy, 'Nature's Gift', to turn the base's Sports Field into a lush green lawn.

Nature's Gift, it automatically absorbs sunlight to provide Photosynthetic Energy for the injured!

However, this only applies to those with minor injuries; those with serious injuries still need to be treated by a specialist doctor first.

At this point, Nacil's role was fully demonstrated. No one knows how she did it, but first she surgically treated the wounds, then she fed each of the seriously wounded a bowl of dark Chinese medicine, and after sleeping for one night, they were basically cured of minor injuries!

[Knock knock knock]

"Come in."

"Sir, you wanted to see me?"

Nacil, still wearing the same white lab coat and pink cheongsam, walked into the office with a smile, but as soon as she entered, she cautiously looked around before leaning over the desk.

"Is this what you want?"

"Why are you contacting me in broad daylight? Can't you do it at night?"

Vidal, who was being teased, was exasperated. He found that this woman had become even more unscrupulous since she became a naval officer, and would tempt him every now and then. This made him glare fiercely at the snow-white expanse in front of Nacil, as a warning.

Stand still. I have important business with you!

Actually, he's starting to wonder if he's being a bit too dramatic.

He's already twenty-two, and he still hasn't... well, he's never had a girlfriend.

Since Nacil is being so proactive, perhaps we could consider... well, that's the persona she's created for herself, and she'll probably be wearing this mask for decades to come.

It has to be said that Vidal was somewhat tempted by the beautiful woman in front of him, who was older than Vice Admiral Tsuru.

After all, he's only human.

But he was very worried about one thing: he was afraid that if he kept wearing this mask, he wouldn't be able to take it off!

Humans not only have desires, but they also change.

"Ahem, first of all, thank you for your hard work these past few days." Vidal composed himself, suppressing his distracting thoughts.

Because the main disturbances occurred late at night, doctors like Nacil have been sleeping during the day and treating the wounded who have been brought in at night.

"I'm fine."

Nacil casually sat down in a chair. "Drinking a sleep aid before bed will allow me to sleep well and replenish my energy, but the doctors and nurses are truly suffering."

"Can't you share some of your Chinese medicine with them?" Vidal asked, puzzled.

Nacil helplessly spread her hands. "I want to share too, but they thought it was too bitter before. Once they can't stand it anymore, they'll probably be willing to drink it."

"Alright, please pay more attention to these things." Vidal nodded and then got down to business.

"I called you here to ask if your traditional Chinese medicine techniques include any remedies or medicinal baths that can improve a person's physical constitution."

"Yes, my secret medicine Goryeo Newcomer,' is also of this type, except that its purpose is not improvement, but maintenance." Nacil naturally confirmed this.

"As for traditional Chinese medicine methods to improve qualifications, they do exist, but the effects are minimal and slow. In our Flower Country, we often have children soak in these medicinal baths for several years."

Vidal smiled. "Then find some time to get a bucket of it and let me see. I have an experiment I'd like to do."

"This is very simple."

"Okay, then that's settled."

Nacil seemed oblivious to Vidal's gesture to leave, biting her lip as she leaned closer, "My lord~ is age really that important?"

"Even if you're fifty, my body can still maintain the youthful appearance of a twenty-year-old!"

The latter stared in stunned silence as the face and lips drew ever closer, his Adam's apple bobbing involuntarily.

Holy crap, what is this woman trying to do?

The moment the pink lips touched his cheek, Vidal had only one thought: So soft!

[Poluporu, Polluporu]

Just then, the Den Den Mushi on the table suddenly beeped, and the two immediately separated.

Nacil glanced at the Den Den Mushi, then turned and walked out of the room without a word, causing Vidal to swallow the words of reprimand he had intended to say.

Everyone's gone, so let's wait until next time to yell at them.

[Smack!]

"Hello?" Vidal had just picked up the Den Den Mushi when he saw a familiar face appear.

"It's me, Antoine. Come to my office."

"OK."

If your boss calls you, you should obediently go. Vidal won't go too far, since he won't be the base commander anytime soon. As long as Antoine doesn't openly oppose him, it'll be fine.

As soon as Vidal arrived at the other party's office, he heard Antoine give the order.

"We just received news from the Holy Land that a Celestial Dragons will be arriving the day after tomorrow. You will be in charge of arranging their guards."

Vidal is twenty-two, which seems quite old now. What do you readers think? Should we take in this prodigy, Nacil?