Another half month passed in the blink of an eye. After joining the Marines, Wu Biao did not disembark at the island midway through the journey. Instead, he rode the ship straight to Marine Headquarters. Though Brother Biao's original plan had been to take this warship and roam the four seas, punishing evil and upholding justice...
But when he considered the gap between himself and old man Garp, he gave up on that highly tempting idea.
Life at sea was boring and monotonous, especially since there was not even a television on the ship. The only entertainment was probably eating and picking fights. After half a month of that, Brother Biao had lost even the urge to fight.
That was because he had basically fought everyone on the ship. Of course... he wisely did not provoke those commodores and rear admirals who looked too strong for him.
Liking fights did not mean he liked getting beaten up.
"Brother Biao, why can't I control this properly?" Koby looked at the pile of collapsed stones in front of him, sounding rather discouraged.
As for Helmeppo, he was still carefully stacking stones one by one. He had not even managed the most basic task of piling them up without them falling over.
Wu Biao smoked a cigarette and basked in the sunlight, looking utterly lazy. He casually picked up a stone beside him and tossed it out.
Without making the slightest sound, the stone landed directly atop Helmeppo's wobbling stack. Not only did it not knock the pile down, it actually made it more stable.
"Just do it like that. It's so simple."
The two men, who had been staring in amazement, immediately darkened.
Was he really teaching them, rather than crushing their confidence?
Too lazy to ask Wu Biao anything else—this teacher