The Corpse with the Highest Attack Power

Loguetown.

Marine base.

Wilton's group had already returned here.

Earlier, Zoro and Sanji had tried to resist, but they were swiftly subdued. They were now locked in the base prison, while the two groups of pirates who had started the trouble were also arrested by Tashigi.

Wilton had remained tense the entire way, though nothing showed on the surface.

Who would have thought that even after reaching the base, Monkey D. Dragon still had not appeared? Perhaps he was not in Loguetown yet, or perhaps he had not acted because he knew Luffy's life was not in danger.

Facing a big shot like that...

Even Wilton and Smoker together would not be enough for him to hammer into the ground. Rescuing Luffy would be effortless for him.

There was no helping it.

The man was a big shot, and his strength was utterly overbearing!

"Major General Wilton, I've already contacted Colonel Smoker. He's on his way back."

In the reception room.

Tashigi brewed a cup of tea and placed it on the table beside him. Watching Wilton warm up like a bodybuilder, she saw him rhythmically hopping back and forth in place, swaying his upper body and head to the beat with an expression of pure enjoyment. From time to time, he spun around while balancing on one leg, or did one-finger push-ups, sit-ups, and more.

The entire routine flowed as smoothly as silk, reaching the peak of visual enjoyment.

"No rush."

Supporting his tall, sturdy body with a single finger, he bounced up and down in a handstand. His feet nimbly spun dumbbells like circus monkeys, producing a rattling sound like helicopter rotors.

Tashigi's cherry lips parted slightly. She did not know whether it was an illusion, but she felt as though Wilton was about to take off.

It was her first time seeing such a difficult training method.

It was certainly unique.

"Petty Officer Tashigi, life lies in movement. Interested in transferring under me? I'll teach you how to work out."

Rattle, rattle, rattle, rattle~

A fierce gust swept through the reception room. Under Tashigi's slightly stunned gaze, Wilton truly began slowly floating upward while upside down, his feet nimbly spinning the dumbbells. It completely defied everything she had learned before.

At that moment.

The door to a new world opened, violently shattering Tashigi's understanding.

"Well?"

"If you join my command, I'll promote you straight to colonel, on the same level as Smoker."

Seeing Tashigi standing there blankly, Wilton exerted force with both feet. The dumbbells spinning so fast they had become a blur hovered in midair. Then he flipped over and landed on the ground, accurately thrust both hands into the whirling dumbbells, grabbed them, and spun his body wildly until he lifted off the ground again.

At a glance.

Wilton looked like a human propeller.

Anyone who did not know better would have thought he had eaten the Paramecia: Spin-Spin Fruit.

"Major General Wilton, I'm sorry."

When Wilton asked again, Tashigi suppressed her shock. Her expression turned serious as she shook her head and continued, "I don't want to transfer for now."

"What a pity. You've missed your chance to roam the world with me."

Wilton did not press the matter. He had only said it casually anyway.

"Um..."

"Major General Wilton, is this how you usually train?"

After hesitating for a moment.

Tashigi still voiced the curiosity in her heart. She had seen plenty of training methods—the most basic ones being push-ups, pull-ups, weight training, and so on—but she had never seen anything as outrageous as Wilton's.

Spinning dumbbells with his hands and flying was one thing, but he could even do it with his feet.

"This isn't training. It's fitness!"

Wilton stopped spinning and extended his right hand in front of Tashigi. That lump of bicep actually rolled back and forth inside his arm. Tashigi's eyes widened and her mouth fell open as if she had witnessed something unimaginable, her mind buzzing.

Then she slightly raised her head and looked at the dumbbells endlessly spinning in the air without ever falling. Tashigi fell silent.

Perhaps.

The vibrant man before her was a monster.

Fitness? What the hell kind of fitness was this? Who worked out like that?

"Well? Want to work out with me? Give me one year, and I guarantee you'll become the beauty with the best figure in the world."

After showing off his biceps, Wilton raised his right leg and showed off his thigh muscles, shoulder muscles, back muscles, and even his butt muscles, which were perkier than Tashigi's. The key was that those muscles could even bounce rhythmically.

To be honest.

Tashigi really wanted a butt just like Wilton's.

"N-no, thank you!"

Tashigi forcefully pulled her gaze away, and her pretty face became serious again. She could not stay here any longer, because she had truly been tempted. Bodybuilding itself was not important at all; what mattered were those excessively perfect lines.

"Major General Wilton, I still have some matters to handle. Please wait here for a moment. Colonel Smoker should be back soon."

"Hahaha."

"Go on!"

Wilton was exceptionally open and cheerful as he continued performing all kinds of absurd fitness moves. With so many pirates appearing in Loguetown lately, Tashigi, as a petty officer, was surely busy. Besides, he did not need anyone to keep him company.

Over all these years, he had never felt lonely.

Because whenever he had free time, he worked out. If he went even one day without exercising, he felt uncomfortable all over.

It could be said that he was obsessed with fitness. Along with Iron Body and the Two types of Haki, if he had any hobbies, these were them. He would never grow tired of them.

All he felt was freshness and obsession.

"If Major General Wilton needs anything, just call for one of the colleagues outside. I'll get back to work first."

Tashigi let out a slight breath of relief.

She was an upright person who did real work and did not flatter others. Rather than waiting around here pointlessly, she would rather arrest more pirates, resolve more disputes, and protect more civilians.

Besides, Major General Wilton did not seem like the kind of man who nitpicked or threw his rank around. On the contrary, he was bright and magnanimous, giving off a warm and enthusiastic feeling.

Especially that spirit of overflowing passion.

It even gave her motivation.

She was brimming with energy.

"No problem."

Once Tashigi left, Wilton was the only one remaining in the reception room.

He worked out while his thoughts wandered.

Five years ago.

He had transmigrated into the body of an unknown young man named Wilton somewhere on the Grand Line. Coincidentally, he had been twenty before transmigrating, and the young man named Wilton had also been twenty.

At the time, he had nearly broken down.

Because this Wilton had been living miserably. Despite being three meters tall, he had starved down to skin and bones. The moment he transmigrated, he experienced what true hunger felt like. It was genuinely worse than death.

Wilton could not understand how a twenty-year-old young man could starve himself into such a state. He was not disabled. He could have found any job, collected garbage, or even sold himself. There was no way he should have been on the verge of starving to death.

But this was the world of pirates.

At the time, Wilton understood.

This world was not easy for ordinary people to survive in, especially in chaotic places beyond anyone's control. The original Wilton should have counted himself lucky that he had not been sold into slavery.

It was neither good nor bad.

At first, Wilton had panicked. With a trash modern guy like him starting with such a terrible hand, there was a 99.9 percent chance he would end up meeting God's wife. It was only a matter of time.

Before transmigrating.

He had been staying up late playing Cheng Yaojin, the tough guy from Honor of Kings. As long as he won that match, he would reach King rank. That was King rank! And Cheng Yaojin was also his signature hero.

Though he was not as strong as other heroes in the solo lane, the hero was annoying enough and incredibly slippery. He excelled at split-pushing and healing, making him especially difficult to kill.

He was even known as the corpse with the highest attack power in the entire canyon.

For that reason, he had spent a huge sum of money on the Glory Collection Vitality Assault skin.

Thinking it over.

He had probably died suddenly from staying up too late.

To die young at such an early age... perhaps he had really cuckolded God in a previous life. He had actually transmigrated into the world of pirates.

Most importantly, he discovered that he possessed Cheng Yaojin's abilities.

Unfortunately, it was not the Vietnamese server version of Cheng Yaojin. That was truly regrettable.