"Tom, are the drinks ready?"
Lin Qi called toward the kitchen.
"Meow~"
Tom had transformed into a feline chef, carrying a tray in each paw with two drinks on them as he slowly walked over.
"Thanks, Tom."
Gion patted the cat's head and took a blue sparkling drink filled with ice cubes.
"Thanks, Little Cat."
Kujaku and Hina each took a pink drink with lime slices.
"Hahaha, Tom, give us a smile. Look at all that belly fat—shouldn't you be doing some work?"
Lin Qi patted Tom's chubby little belly and took the last glass of iced cola.
Having completed his task, Tom slumped onto the floor, sighed, pulled out a can of cat food, and began eating.
Life was hard; even cats had to perform for a living.
After the fun, Gion dragged Kujaku off to practice swordsmanship.
Hina went to practice Fruit Development.
Lin Qi began his daily body-training routine.
"Let's start with 200,000 push-ups to warm up."
As Lin Qi thought this, his push-ups became a blur of afterimages.
Every standard Marine Headquarters soldier had to do two thousand push-ups a day.
Lin Qi doing a hundred times that was perfectly normal.
"Next, I'll run a hundred laps around Marine Headquarters, then punch three mountains flat!"
Time flew by in a flash.
In the blink of an eye, a year had passed.
It was now Marineford Era 1510.
During that year, whenever the Marines were out on missions, Lin Qi took the opportunity to visit Little Garden and learn the Giant Tribe's ultimate technique, Hagoku, from the two giants.
Other than that, the year had been exceptionally peaceful.
Nothing unusual had happened.
Lin Qi's life followed the same routine every day.
Missions—vacation and rest—missions—vacation and rest.
Every now and then, he used a Teleportation Scroll to