After everyone calmed down, Vic led the group out of the cabin, leaving Konan to take care of her grandmother. The group followed Vic to the deck, back to their usual meeting place.
"I believe this will change everyone's perspective on the world, but that won't stop us from continuing to be marines."
Even if the Navy is an organization under the World Government, that doesn't matter. The Navy's mission is to uphold justice. As long as they act in accordance with that, the World Government can't say anything, as long as they don't openly oppose the World Government.
If we're truly unhappy in the navy, we can simply quit. With these skills, we can go anywhere. We can't suppress our true selves; suppressing them too much will cause problems.
However, much of the darkness on the sea is caused by the Celestial Dragons. Their sense of justice is too strong, and sooner or later, we will inevitably clash with them.
I'm talking about you, Rebecca! We'll all be wanted criminals labeled traitors by the Navy, so think carefully about the consequences before you act in the future. Don't act impulsively! I'm not too worried about the other three."
Vic sat cross-legged on the ground, holding Ain in his arms, and transmitted his voice to the others. In the Navy, having too strong a sense of justice is not a good thing. Sometimes you have to pretend to be blind. Only someone like Garp can say: I won't do things I don't want to do. I just like chasing pirates. Don't bother me with anything else.
"I can't control a sense of justice. It comes whenever it wants, what can I do?" Rebecca muttered softly, but everyone heard her.
Wendy's eyes shone brightly as she looked at Vic; Vic's words had given her a lot of courage!
Barnett. Today's events taught him a lesson: you can't get things done just by having a big organization behind you. In the end, it's your own strength that matters. If it weren't for Vic, everyone would have been killed. What about the Navy? Killing them is no different from killing ordinary people.
It was only today that Frodeku realized how the world's top powers operate. Entire countries are merely pawns in their eyes. He felt that someone like him was far too insignificant, and that following his captain was the best choice; he shouldn't think about anything else.
Vic knew that the people who had experienced these things today would definitely have different psychological changes, including himself. Although he knew a lot of unpleasant things before, he didn't have a direct feeling for them. All he saw and heard were cold words and numbers. He couldn't empathize with them unless it involved him personally. But today he witnessed it and would remember it forever, making it a powerful force to strengthen himself.
"This matter is now over. Everyone should adjust themselves accordingly and not give up on themselves because of this. Instead, turn it into motivation to become stronger."
Some rules in this world can be broken with strength. Once you reach a certain level of strength, you can do whatever you want, even if you want to go live on the moon for a few days!
Wendy, go back and get some rest. Your face looks a bit too red. After Barnett finishes his treatment, you should see a doctor. It might be an infection. Barnett can't treat internal inflammation right now, can he?
Of the group, Wendy was the most seriously injured. She paid a heavy price for Awakening Observation Haki, even suffering a knife wound to her chest. Fortunately, Barnett's ability prevented the scar from forming; otherwise, Wendy might have really been driven to despair, given the long scar on that spot.
"Yes! Vic is right. My current ability can only heal injuries. Inflammation is an ailment, and my ability can't cure illnesses right now, and I probably won't be able to in the future either. We'll have the ship's doctor examine you when he has time. Your face is indeed a bit red." Barnett confirmed Vic's statement.
"Okay, I got it!" Wendy was a little unconvinced, thinking to herself, "I just got a little excited after listening to what Vic said, how did that make me sick? That's ridiculous!" But she didn't argue.
" Vic! I will become stronger! I will strive to become stronger! Strong enough to do whatever I want!"
Rebecca's sudden shout startled the group, but they were all filled with admiration for Rebecca declaration.
Most people wouldn't shout out such thoughts directly; they would just keep them in mind and work hard silently. But Rebecca could shout them out, whether to become stronger or for a certain goal, unafraid of anyone's opinions or ridicule. It was a declaration of her firm belief, unwavering and resolute.
Rebecca was initially taken aback by Vic's words. If seeing something she disliked required considering whether she could intervene, shouldn't she be considering whether she had the strength to intervene?
If you're strong enough, just go for it. If you're not strong enough, bring Vic along. But what's the point of going for it if you can't even bring Vic? You might as well quit being a Marine and just find a place to live in seclusion!
But after hearing what Vic said next, Rebecca came back to life, and was even more motivated than before. Since there was a path ahead, she would just move forward on that path until she reached the end.
Rebecca's shouts also attracted the attention of the other trainees still on the deck, who all looked over with some curiosity.
Zephyr, fearing that Vic and the others were still discussing the World Government, quickly urged everyone else to return to their cabins to rest, as it was getting late. He then glared at Vic, Vic could only respond with an awkward laugh.
" Rebecca, it's not enough to just have a desire to become stronger; you also need the determination to never give up, even if it means facing countless failures and risking your life. Only with these two qualities can you go further!"
Vic knew that in this world, the power of the heart was exceptionally strong; it could bring about a tremendous transformation in an ordinary person, or reduce a gifted person to mediocrity, depending on where he placed his heart.
"Is this the key to Vic's strength? He actually told me without hesitation!"
Barnett felt he had gained a lot today, more than he had in several years of practice. Frodeku had always regarded Vic 'Vic words as profound truths, and he kept them firmly in mind.
" Vic is right. I almost died at the hands of the Lao Si today because I lacked resolve and the courage to fight to the death. I almost gave up!"
Wendy sighed. Sometimes you don't know how much potential you have until you push yourself. She turned to look at Vic, her gaze seeming to hold a thousand unspoken words.
"I will not give up on this goal. Failure is nothing. I've never won against you. I will show you my determination!"
Rebecca seemed to be glowing; at this moment, she appeared tall and composed, as if she could withstand any hardship.
"Okay, everyone go and rest. It's been a tough day. Frodeku, give me Lunar Eclipse, I'll get you a new scabbard."
"Yes! Thank you, Captain!" Frodeku quickly pulled out the Lunar Eclipse from his waist and handed it to Vic.