Zangjing Refuses to Know His Place!

"If I weren't truly lacking the talent to become Great Swordsman, why would I have given up the Seven Star Sword to someone else?"

After the call ended, Vidal snorted coldly, and the wooden hand extending from his shoulder placed the receiver back on the Den Den Mushi's back. He chuckled, thinking, "This guy got a good sword for free, at least Great Grade Sword, and he's acting like he's doing it reluctantly."

However, the style of the Seven Star Sword did indeed clash somewhat with Yixiao's style. A samurai who often wore loose-fitting Japanese robes, without a katana at his waist, but instead carrying a long, vertical, one-handed sword on his back—tsk tsk tsk, just imagining it made him suddenly want to see it for himself.

Of course, Yixiao doesn't necessarily carry a sword on his back. Although the Seven Star Sword is much longer than ordinary swords, Yixiao is 2.7 meters tall, so he can easily carry it on his arm.

Without being disturbed by anyone else, Vidal buried himself in the mountain of documents until the sun was about to set. Only then did he let out a long sigh and look up. It had taken him the entire afternoon to finally finish the work that had piled up for three days. Now he could finally relax starting tomorrow.

According to my plan, I will handle routine affairs and documents at the base from 7:00 AM to noon every day, exercise my muscles outside from 1:00 PM to 5:00 PM, take the little manatee into the parallel space and the Zangjing scriptures to learn Fish-Man Karate, hone my Haki through combat, and improve my combat experience. From 12:00 PM to 3:00 AM, I will sink underground to transform the entire Sabaody Archipelago, while transforming my physique from the Treasure Tree Adam to the Sunlight Tree Eve. I will sleep normally from 3:00 PM to 6:00 AM and get up to wash at 6:00 AM.

Of course, this is just a basic plan. Life is full of unexpected events, and we'll have to be flexible in dealing with them when the time comes.

"Is it already past six o'clock?"

Vidal subconsciously rubbed his neck, glanced at the clock on the wall, then stood up and walked out of the office. He then took a set of casual clothes from the logistics department and went to the wooden hut where the exercise equipment had been stored.

Sure enough, as soon as I entered, I saw the little manatee practicing punches, sweating profusely. I have to say, this little guy's willpower in this regard is quite perfect. He practices the 'Black Arm Fist Technique' whenever he has free time, while I, on the other hand, have been delayed in training by various things.

"Wow!"

As soon as the little manatee saw Vidal enter, it didn't stop its punching motion, but its face was full of joy as it cried out. Its favorite and most anticipated thing was to practice boxing with Vidal, even if they just practiced separately.

"Wait a moment, let's go inside," Vidal said with a smile.

He didn't explain it very clearly, but the little manatee understood it easily. He pushed hard with his little fist into the air in front of him, and a sliding portal appeared.

Soon, the two, one big and one small, disappeared into the house, and at the same time, the door of the wooden house was sealed shut.

Although no one would normally enter without permission due to his orders, it would be better to add an extra layer of security just in case the Door-Door Fruit was discovered.

"Yo, Mr. Zangjing!" Vidal greeted the penguin sitting on the Trampoline Flower sofa with a smile as soon as he entered, his attitude being very gentle and friendly.

"Look, I've brought you some clean clothes, but the base doesn't have any overcoats or robes, so please make do with these."

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Zangjing Jing looked at the trousers and shirt placed on the coffee table with disdain. "Isn't this the uniform of you naval janitors? And it's even a small size for kids!"

"There's nothing I can do, this is Marine Base. As for the smaller size, don't you know why?" Vidal glanced at the other man's short and stocky build and smiled.

He could have had someone buy him a few sets of clothes that fit, but clothes can't be worn the same way for a year. If he frequently had people buy them, especially small sizes, it would easily arouse suspicion and attention from those with ulterior motives, especially since the government ministry was right next door.

"No way! Get me a few decent robes. Don't tell me you, the base commander, can't do that!" Zangjing sneered, his face full of dissatisfaction.

But his arrogant attitude made Vidal's eyes turn cold. "Master of the Zangjing," he said, "I suggest you face your own identity and situation squarely, and don't be so ungrateful."

"You!"

Zangjing was furious, but just as he was about to say something, he felt a sharp pain all over his body. It was a terrifying sensation, as if a dozen worms were wriggling and biting inside his body, causing him to let out a shrill scream.

"Ughhh!!"

A heart-wrenching wail echoed through the desolate green space. Overwhelmed by excruciating pain, he tumbled off the sofa and began rolling around on the floor. Even the weakness brought on by the Seastone on his wrists could not stop his frantic struggle.

"Enough! Enough! Enough! I was wrong! I was wrong!!"

Vidal smiled, looking down at the other person, and asked, "So, are you going to wear this dress or not?"

"Wear it! Wear it! I'll wear it! Ahh--"

The Zangjing roared menacingly, and with his piercing reply, the 'worms' inside his body finally quieted down, and the excruciating pain quickly subsided. However, the cold sweat covering his body and his rapid, panting breaths reminded him that what had just happened was real.

"Then hurry up and put them on, and then teach us Fish-Man Karate and judo."

Vidal's eyes warmed again at some point, and he chuckled, "By the way, let me warn you, I just took on a Fish-Man subordinate who has practiced Fish-Man Karate for ten years, so I suggest you don't try to be clever in your teaching, otherwise I'll make you experience that kind of service for an hour!"

"Then why don't you just go and learn from him!" Zangjing said in a deep voice, suppressing his anger.

"Hey, that's not right. Since I have a master like you who has been immersed in Fish-Man Karate for decades and is also the former Governor of the Flying Pirates, why would I leave you unused?"

This principle is very easy to understand. If the cost is the same for both a college student and a professor who has been famous for many years, any normal person would know who to choose to teach.

"I understand. Take off these handcuffs first, otherwise I can't teach you."

Zangjing was furious, but he had no choice but to grit his teeth and agree, while comforting himself that this was only a temporary compromise to buy himself time to escape!

"Ah, that's right!" Vidal was satisfied. He produced a wooden key from his palm and tossed it to the other person. "You can open it yourself."

"They actually made the key this way."

The Zangjing was in despair. He had thought that Vidal would have a special key, so that he might have a chance to steal it in the future, but now even that tiny hope was gone.

Seeing the penguin's blank stare, Vidal's smile deepened. He could memorize a key after seeing it only once and then create it at any time using his abilities.

Just like during the Paramount War, when 'Mr. 3' Gardino used his Wax-Wax Fruit power to create a key, Luffy to unlock Ace's Seastone Handcuffs, it would be very convenient to use!

Moreover, these keys, created with special abilities, can be quickly disposed of after use, just like now. As soon as Zangjing used the wooden key to unlock the Seastone Handcuffs, the key withered and disappeared automatically, without any chance of being kept!

"Eh--"

Zangjing sighed and stood up. He had lived a whole life, only to be completely dominated by a kid in his early twenties. How pathetic!

"Come on, I'll teach you the basics of Fish-Man Karate first. Without this foundation, you can't learn Fish-Man Judo."

I didn't want to say this, but I'll explain anyway. A couple of days ago, I accidentally cut my right hand with scissors and made a big cut. I went to the hospital for disinfection and bandaging, but it still hurts, so typing is really painful right now. Ugh.