Intelligence

"That felt amazing." Li Ziming patted his stomach with a satisfied look.

"Was it really that exaggerated? You made it look like you'd never had a full meal in your life." Robin rolled her eyes at Li Ziming helplessly. "Do you know how everyone around us was looking at me just now? Like I was some vicious woman abusing you."

"Don't sweat the details. It wasn't easy for me to get a chance to eat this well." Li Ziming no longer used the word "full" to describe himself. He used "amazing."

"So Jiahui here was a secret foodie." Robin spoke helplessly. "You really are compatible with Luffy."

"He just has the advantage of being a rubber man. He has a stomach that never gets full, no matter how much he eats." Li Ziming sounded deeply envious.

"Better not. If there were two foodies like Luffy, our chef would cry, and so would our navigator." Robin thought about it. "With just one Robin at the table, it's already like a battlefield. Add another, and we won't be able to eat at all."

"That's true." Carrying his things, Li Ziming pushed open the door to the house Iceburg and the others had built for them. "Honestly, I expected this." Looking at Luffy still eating with a snot bubble hanging from his nose, Li Ziming could only feel reverence for him.

"Honestly, I don't think this has anything to do with Luffy being a rubber man." Robin said with amusement.

"Robin!" Sanji spun over with stars in his eyes. "I made some new dishes. Would you like to try them?"

"Thank you, Sanji." Robin smiled and nodded.

"Something tasty? I want some too!" Chopper said excitedly.

"What are you all doing?" Nami looked exhausted. "Is there anything that can wake me up?"

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