An Incredible Elementary Schooler

"So the CP has started investigating after all."

Vidal looked down at the Den Den Mushi he had just hung up and sighed softly. He was sitting on his bed, with the bright morning sun streaming in through the window. Notably, the dozens of wooden boxes that had been in the room earlier were nowhere to be seen.

"However, apart from the Sleep Ancient Town, I don't need to worry about being discovered right now. If those CPs are just here to investigate and don't hurt anyone, there's no need to overreact."

The caller was none other than his friend Yixiao. He recounted what had happened last night and announced that he would be leaving Alabasta with Bruce and the others tomorrow.

Vidal didn't have much to say about this, only offering a few words of advice. "Have a safe journey and be careful." However, he specifically reminded them to keep a low profile and avoid making a big fuss, otherwise, if they were wanted by the police, things would get complicated.

Although if the matter wasn't serious, he could easily suppress it through his father Cornell's connections, as Cornell is currently in charge of this area, as mentioned before.

Vidal stood up, took a quick shower in the bathroom, and then, feeling refreshed, went downstairs and soon saw his family sitting around the dining table.

Enel and Rosinante, dressed in well-fitting blue and white sailor uniforms, sipped milk and ate bread and fried eggs. Cornell seemed to have finished eating and sat in the main seat reading the World Economy News Paper. In the courtyard outside the French windows Enid was squatting down, handing a plate of golden fried fish to the manatee. As for Bullet, he had already gone to school for training.

This scene was incredibly beautiful for Vidal, but he also knew that as he continued to move forward, things would become tense once Enel and the others were almost adults.

Sometimes he would wonder, was it really necessary to achieve that ultimate goal? Couldn't he just live a peaceful life as a Marine Admiral, going with the flow of the times?

Anyway, as long as he doesn't interfere with the Straw Hat Pirates, what's coming will come, and he can just find a chance to extricate himself when the time comes.

But then he wondered, could it really be that simple? Could he really guarantee that it wouldn't affect anything? That was impossible, because so many things had already changed.

Smile, Brook, Enel, Rosinante, Bondi Byrnndi World, Moonlight Moria, Redfield, and even Alabasta, so Vidal felt that he could only move forward now, to strengthen his power as much as possible, and to give himself a certain ability to maneuver in the current.

However, he felt he needed a more fundamental reason and motivation, something he was still searching for.

"Good morning, Daddy!" Little Enel called out, licking the milk stains from the corner of his mouth.

"Good morning, Father," Rosinante followed in a low voice.

"Don't you need to report to Sabaody?" Cornell, looking up from his newspaper as Vidal sat down.

Although the news of Ryokugyu killing Red the Aloof a few days ago is still making waves at sea, after experiencing several storms before, he and Enid have become much stronger and have now returned to calm. After all, life must go on.

Even though the Fleet Admiral's defeat had a significant impact, Cornell, who was busy issuing, canceling, and adjusting bounty lists every day, could directly see the changes caused by these effects.

For example, there has been a sharp increase in newly issued bounty posters and bounty posters that require increased bounties!

"I'll be taking over the base there in a few days, so let's wait until then to go, as a way of considering Antoine 'Vice Admiral feelings." Vidal took a sip of the milk prepared on the table.

Although he really didn't need to eat, Enid would still prepare a portion for him; since his mother had already prepared it, he had no choice but to eat it.

"Yes, indeed." Cornell nodded in agreement.

It's best for an incoming and outgoing official to avoid contact beforehand. Otherwise, it gives the impression that the former is impatient and is also putting pressure on the latter, which will inevitably make them uncomfortable.

It's December 24th now, and there are only a few days left until January 1st next year.

"You've been a bit too high-profile lately. It's good for you to stay home and relax, but you need to find something to do. You can't just sit around doing nothing, can you?"

"Well..." Vidal hadn't really considered that. Taking a few days off didn't seem like a big deal, but he couldn't just say it outright. After thinking for a moment, he replied, "I'm planning to visit Bullet and Enel's school, and also see Professor Zephyr."

"Dad, are you going to our school?" Enel exclaimed in surprise.

"Okay, go over there, and while you're at it, ask the teacher how you two are doing at school. If you're not doing well, don't blame me for spanking you when I get back!" Vidal looked at them with feigned seriousness, but inwardly he was quite pleased. Hey, it's funny to actually say something like that to himself one day.

"We weren't naughty," Rosinante said weakly.

"Yeah, yeah, those guys at school can't beat Rosinante in theoretical scores, and their physical skills are nowhere near mine. Plus, nobody can beat me!" Little Enel proudly raised his head.

Rosinante nodded repeatedly, "Yes, Enel is amazing. He's the only one in the whole school who can run ten laps around the Sports Field in one go!"

"Oh?"

Vidal raised an eyebrow, and at the same time, Cornell, who was in the main seat, and Enid, who had just returned to the room, also showed expressions of surprise.

"I remember the elementary school Sports Field had a standard 500-meter track, right? Is Enel- chan that amazing?" As she spoke, Enid sat down in the seat opposite Cornell.

"I couldn't do it before either, but ever since I started practicing the boxing techniques that Master Zephyr taught me, I've found that running laps is getting easier and easier," Enel candidly, then complained to Rosinante beside him.

"If you could also consistently play three times a day, you'd definitely be just like me."

"But I almost fainted after just one dose," Rosinante said, lowering her head in frustration. At that moment, Vidal looked at his mother, Enid, with a questioning gaze. "Did the bath recipe I gave you work?"

Enid was startled, then quickly covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Oh dear, I forgot! I'll go find it right now!"

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Vidal watched his mother's hurried figure speechlessly. No wonder Rosinante's physique hadn't changed much. If she had used the medicinal bath, it should have had some effect by now, considering how much time had passed.

"What kind of medicinal bath?" Cornell looked over curiously.

"It's a traditional Chinese medicine formula unique to the Flower Country that Nacil gave me," Vidal explained the effects of the medicinal bath. Cornell nodded repeatedly in agreement. If this stuff really had those effects, it would definitely be a good thing!

"I think this medicinal bath formula would make a perfect gift. The families in Marineford are all military dependents; they'd definitely appreciate something that can improve a child's health."

Cornell knew that Vidal wanted to become Fleet Admiral, so he thought it would be good to cultivate good relationships with officers at all levels of headquarters.

"Here's what you'll do: go back and ask Dr. Nacil if she can sell us some. I'll take care of things after you leave!" He just wanted to help his son a little.

"No need for that. I've memorized the ingredients and quantities of the recipe. I'll make you dozens of servings when I have time," Vidal said with a smile, but at the same time, he was thinking about the 'Green Dew Formula'.

He thought to himself, "Bullet should be able to use this now, otherwise it will be ineffective once his body is fully grown."

He felt that even if the 'Green Dew Formula' could only improve Bullet's physique by 10%, it would be good. The rest could be used by Rogers, Rabani, and the others. As for Enel and Rosinante, they were still young, and he could make it up when needed, although making this thing was a bit troublesome.

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