Half a day later.
The return voyage was naturally uneventful. After all, on the Grand Line, no one dared to stop Vice Admiral Garp's warship. Of course, that also had something to do with the old man Garp's ridiculously flashy modification—a giant dog head mounted on the bow.
With such an obvious feature, pirates throughout the sea who spotted this highly distinctive warship would basically flee for their lives.
Passing through the battered Enies Lobby, which had nearly vanished from this world, and through the Gates of Justice, the warship returned to Marineford in just half a day.
"Attention, all units. Vice Admiral Garp's warship is about to enter Marineford's second port. Logistics personnel, prepare yourselves. I repeat..."
Before the warship had even entered the harbor, an announcement was already blaring from the loudspeakers. Logistics personnel stood in a long line, waiting at the port.
"Did you remember what I just told you?"
On the warship, Garp glared wide-eyed at Wu Biao and roared.
"Yes, yes, yes."
Wu Biao's listless voice came out. Yet he was clearly not in a normal state. His face was full of exhaustion, his eyes barely open to slits, and even his eyelids trembled faintly.
"Are you done already? I'd just fallen asleep when you dragged me up, then spent hours repeating the same useless crap. I'm a patient right now, you bastard!!"
A patient?
Garp shot Wu Biao an extremely doubtful look. He had never seen a patient as easy to care for as this guy—he slept after eating and ate after sleeping... Other than not picking fights, he was exactly the same as usual.
But...
"I'm asking whether you remembered what I said!"
"Hm?"
Brother Biao nodded weakly and looked at Garp. "What nonsense. You said it so many times, how could I