Comrades for Life

In the days that followed, they finally experienced the second layer of pressure that came with self-study after training. Many people did not manage their time well, which made the training the next day even more painful due to lack of sleep.

But Professor Zephyr didn't scold them at all; instead, he ignored them.

When the results of the first exam in the first month were released, a group of people gathered at Cathedral No. 404, looking at the grade sheet hanging on the wall, which showed everyone's score and ranking.

At that moment, they looked more like students than soldiers.

"Oh no, I'm only number forty-six! This is terrible!"

"Haha, I'm thirty-ninth!"

"Wow, you're incredibly lucky."

Vidal was also looking for himself, and soon he saw his name after eighth place, a result that relieved him.

It seems he hasn't forgotten much of his memorization skills; of course, this is probably related to the fact that he only sleeps three hours a day.

Since he's in a vegetative state, it's not a problem for him to sleep a few hours less than others, but he can't completely stop sleeping.

Plants also need sleep.

He then looked at the other people's rankings and was surprised to find that the first place was actually Borsalino!

How is that possible?

Didn't they know they lived together? This guy just lies in bed all day, casually flipping through textbooks like he's reading a novel.

She doesn't even have a set study schedule; she just falls asleep whenever she feels sleepy. How can someone like that get first place?!

Vidal looked at Borsalino beside him incredulously and asked, "How did you do that?"

"Didn't you notice that the test questions were all from the first three chapters of those books? Not a single one was outside that scope." Borsalino looked at his name, which was ranked first, with nonchalant expression.

That's a full dozen or so professional books of various kinds!

Vidal silently complained to himself, even if it were all from the first three chapters, memorizing it wouldn't be an easy task.

"Hey, how come you're only thirty-fifth?" Borsalino turned to look at Dragon with a surprised expression.

Dragon ignored him expressionlessly. He knew it wasn't a good result, but it wasn't too bad either; at least he wouldn't be banned from participating in the Z Island melee.

This is understandable. His father threw him into the mountains or jungles when he was young, and apart from basic literacy and math, he had never been exposed to these professional skills.

According to Garp, as long as you are strong enough, you can become an excellent Marine. What's the point of knowing these useless things!

At this moment, Vidal suddenly froze, because he saw Sakazuki's name after the third to last!

Not only did he notice it, but many people saw this ranking, Sakazuki suddenly received a lot of attention.

Sakazuki's face was also very ugly, his fists clenched tightly at his sides, he was angry at his own uselessness.

His situation was similar to Dragon's; he also had no affinity for studying from a young age, but his academic talent seemed to be much lower than Dorag's.

Dragon, who was beside him, found it strange. He knew very well how hard Sakazuki had worked for the past month; sometimes, even when he turned off the lights, the lights in Sakazuki's room would still be on.

Dragon led Vidal and Borsalino to their cabin, where the four of them gathered together.

Then he briefly told Vidal and Borsalino about Sakazuki.

Vidal looked at Sakazuki and asked, "Is it possible that your study methods are wrong? Can you tell me how you study?"

Sakazuki didn't say a word, stood up and went into his room, then came out with a thick stack of notebooks and placed them on the coffee table.

Dragon and the other two exchanged glances, then picked up the papers one after another and began to look through them. They immediately discovered that the papers were filled with familiar content.

These are just sentences from those books, and every word is written meticulously and neatly, showing that the writer was indeed attentive and serious.

But

"You actually copied the entire book once, no, three times!" Vidal continued flipping through the notebook and saw that the same sentence had been written three times.

Borsalino gaped in astonishment and asked, "So you copied them from book after book?"

"Hmm." Sakazuki nodded, leaving the three speechless, but they understood what was going on.

Even if you work six hours a day using this method, you won't memorize much in a month, and most of what you'll memorize will only be the contents of one or two notebooks.

The exam questions were chosen from over a dozen books, so it's already quite impressive that they didn't get last place!

Vidal thought for a moment and said, "You can't go on like this. Someone needs to guide you and teach you the correct way to memorize."

As he spoke, he glanced at Dragon, who was Sakazuki's roommate and naturally the first choice.

Dragon smiled wryly, "My skill level isn't that great either, so is it really appropriate for me to teach?"

"And you, Borsalino, you came in first place this time." Vidal turned to his roommate.

"What method do I have? Don't you know perfectly well?" Borsalino said with a sneer.

He just couldn't understand why memorizing texts was so difficult; it's such an enjoyable thing, why bother looking for methods? It's really funny.

"Well, then I guess I'll have to do it myself." Vidal sighed.

"No need, I'll just watch how Dragon learns and follow along." Sakazuki shook his head in refusal; he didn't want to trouble Vidal and the others.

"Don't you want to get up from the bottom ten as soon as possible?" Vidal asked.

"This..." Sakazuki hesitated. He was a resolute and strong-willed man, and today's experience was a great humiliation for him.

"Since you want it that way, then so be it." Vidal felt this was a good opportunity to get closer to the other party.

Although Sakazuki has a terrible temper, he is a very competent naval officer with extraordinary goals that require the combined strength of the entire navy.

And the future Admiral Akainu is an indispensable fighting force!

"Dragon, how about we take turns staying here for the next month?" Vidal looked at Dragon, who nodded. "Sure, I'm also curious how Borsalino became number one."

"Heh, believe me, you'll have very mixed feelings when you find out," Vidal sighed, then stood up to leave.

"Where are you going?" Borsalino looked up curiously.

"I'm going to the Navy Academy to see how my son is doing," Vidal said as he walked out of the house.

It's been a month, and I can finally go see Bullet with peace of mind. I've been so busy with training and studying these past few days that I haven't had a chance to go.

Now that the exam results are in, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Your son?" Borsalino asked, intrigued. He stood up and said, "I'd like to meet him too."

Dragon and Sakazuki exchanged glances, but eventually followed silently, and before they knew it, the four of them had become friends.

I should definitely meet my friend's son. After all, barring any unforeseen circumstances, they'll likely remain comrades for life!

Just like the Sengoku Admiral, Zephyr, Vice Admiral Garp, Vice Admiral Tsuru.

I wonder what Bullet's reaction will be when he sees Vidal, Dragon, Sakazuki, and Borsalino watching. The thing is, he can't beat any of them right now, haha.