War

After a satisfying morning run, Sirius was once again so exhausted that he could only lean on Jack's shoulder, letting him carry him forward.

However, Jack and Black Maria weren't doing much better. Both were drenched in sweat, panting like cows, and their steps were unsteady. Jack was slightly better, walking more steadily, but ultimately, he hadn't lived up to his boast of running ten laps.

Black Maria had to lean on the wall just to walk.

The one in the best condition was Yamato.

The girl only had a fine layer of sweat on her forehead. She had indeed inherited Kaido's bloodline, making the morning run that had left Sirius twice unable to recover merely a warm-up for her.

After the morning training came breakfast. The four of them headed to a small dining hall specially prepared for them.

Black Maria looked at Sirius, who was motionless on the table, with concern. "Sirius, do you still want to eat?"

Sirius shakily raised his right hand and with difficulty gave an OK sign.

"Hahaha, Sirius, let's have another showdown then!"

Yamato said with full of spirit, "This time I definitely won't lose to you!!"

She was still bothered by losing to Sirius in terms of appetite last night, even though she had won against him in running earlier.

Sirius laboriously lifted his head, resting his chin on the tabletop, and weakly said, "Bring it on!"

After issuing the challenge, he listlessly rested his face back on the tabletop.

Jack couldn't help but say speechlessly, "You're already this weak, just stop talking."

"Can't lose the momentum," Sirius said with a faint breath.

"You've already lost completely looking like this!" Jack rolled his eyes.

Yamato burst into laughter, "Sirius, you're really super interesting!"

Just then, the chefs pushed several food carts over and placed steaming hot food on the table.

The spread was incredibly lavish, to the point where it shouldn't even be called breakfast.

A mix of fish, meat, cakes, bread, and desserts. It could only be described as a calorie bomb.

"Alright, let's eat first."

Black Maria said with a smile, "Sirius, do you need me to feed you?"

Sirius waved his hand, slowly raised his head, and in the next instant, his head transformed into a black wolf's head again. His mouth expanded immensely, and with a slight inhalation, a gale swept across the table, and all the food flew directly into his mouth.

"A vacuum cleaner?" Jack's mouth twitched.

The same thing that happened before occurred again. Sirius, who had looked completely drained moments ago, immediately became spirited and energetic. His back straightened, his legs stopped feeling weak, and even his complexion turned rosy.

"It's back to normal?"

Black Maria marveled at Sirius's transformation, "Is this also your ability, Sirius?"

Sirius returned to his human form and nodded, "Yeah, that's why I said it, I'm very confident about my appetite!"

"It's not about your appetite!" Black Maria said helplessly.

This was the last ability of the Devil Fruit Sirius possessed, and likely the most crucial core ability.

Devour.

In mythology, Fenrir's two sons devoured the sun and moon, heralding the beginning of Ragnarok.

And Fenrir, the wolf himself, broke free from his chains and rushed to the battlefield, devouring the great god Odin, making the king of the gods the first deity to fall in Ragnarok.

The core of the Old Fen family's ability lay in the word "devour."

This ability could be simply summarized as: Sirius could eat anything, and whatever was eaten would become sustenance for his growth.

Until one day, he truly became a giant wolf that could devour the heavens and earth!

Restoring stamina and healing injuries were merely supplementary abilities.

But undoubtedly, it was already powerful enough.

After all, this meant that as long as Sirius had something to eat, he could continuously recover his stamina, easily despairing any stamina monsters in battle, and in training, it was like having an endless supply of Senzu Beans.

"This is practically cheating."

Jack exclaimed, then seriously said to Sirius, "Sirius, Boss Kaido was right after all. You truly are the one most capable of inheriting the title of Disaster!"

"Mhm, mhm, mhm,"

Yamato, with her mouth stuffed full of food, nodded repeatedly, "Sirius, your ability is super amazing! This way, you can keep training non-stop, right? You'll get strong very quickly!"

Keep training non-stop?

Sirius shivered, a bad premonition suddenly struck him.

What good was this!

This was hell! He didn't get a chance to experience 996 in his previous life, so he got it in this one?

"What are the plans after breakfast?"

Sirius quickly asked, lest they really go for all-day devil training.

"After breakfast is Uncle Queen's class."

Black Maria picked up her napkin and wiped her mouth, saying with a smile, "Until lunch, we'll all be learning from Uncle Queen."

"Learning?" Sirius took a bite of bread and asked indistinctly, "Learning what?"

Jack said, "Lots of things. Literacy, math, navigation, geography, probably those."

Oh, I get it, cultural lessons.

Sirius thought, understanding.

Uncle Kaido is very foresighted.

Being strong isn't enough; overall quality needs to keep up too.

Isn't there some Bucket Theory?

"That's great."

Sirius said with a grin. This way, he could slack off for a bit. "What about the afternoon?"

"From afternoon until dinner, it's Uncle King again!"

Yamato shouted, counting on her fingers. "Hmm, first Uncle King demonstrates, then we practice ourselves, then we spar with Uncle King, and finally, there's combat training."

"Spar with Uncle King?"

A sudden ominous premonition rose in Sirius's heart.

"Brother King is very dedicated," Jack said quietly.

Sirius instantly understood what Jack meant by "dedicated."

The afternoon physical education class might be a bit troublesome.

After quickly finishing breakfast, Sirius followed his companions to find Queen.

Although that fatty looked greasy, he was actually one of the most brilliant intellectuals on the sea, with a very high scientific literacy. He was more than capable of being the teacher for Sirius and the others.

However, when they found Queen, he was adjusting his Mechanical Left Arm.

Seeing the four of them arrive, Queen, with a cigar still in his mouth, blew a smoke ring. Under Sirius's curious gaze, he loaded bullet after bullet into his mechanical arm.

"What are you brats here for? Didn't I tell you the lessons for the next few days were canceled?"

"You never said that," Black Maria said with a smile.

"Oh, well, I'm saying it now."

Queen waved his hand impatiently. "Go play by yourselves. I don't have time to deal with you right now."

"Uncle Queen, did something happen?" Sirius asked curiously.

Uncle Queen pushed his sunglasses up and gave Sirius a malicious grin. "This isn't something a kid should worry about. What you should be doing right now is having as much fun as you can these few days!"

"After seeing your abilities, that bastard King said he'd make the most of your recovery ability! Mwahahahaha!"

The ominous premonition came true.

Sirius felt a chill run down his spine. The days ahead would likely not be easy.

"However, if you really want to know, I'm not saying I can't tell you!"

Before Sirius could say anything, Uncle Queen, who had just said he wouldn't spill the beans, suddenly said with a grin.

This guy definitely has a screw loose.

I didn't say anything though.

"War is about to begin."

Uncle Queen said.

"War?"