Chapter 137

Besides, no one said that you can only project your own image, right?

In addition, it can project various moves.

Wow, that's really interesting.

The next day.

Although he had entered a completely new realm and was confident that even his true form would be unafraid of enemies at the level of the Four Emperors, Naito still began his training early for the day.

We'll start with strength training.

At Naito's level, mere physical strength is no longer sufficient; compared to ability and Haki, the benefits of strength are negligible.

But physical strength is the foundation of all abilities, and a strong physique is absolutely indispensable.

Ain and Binz had long since adapted to Naito's schedule; they would get up almost simultaneously and begin their training beside Naito.

Both of them started by training their bodies before honing their Haki. They are still working on the technique of Armament Haki Hardening, and they should be done soon. After all, neither of them is mediocre; both are among the top performers in the recruit training camp.

Moreover, their Haki power isn't that great, making them easier to control. Hmm, that might sound a bit hurtful.

After breakfast, Naito began his Haki training.

First, there's the usual familiarization with Internal Destruction techniques. Although this move has been learned, it doesn't mean we've stopped there. We can still allow the Haki to penetrate deeper and faster.

Then there are Observation Haki and Conqueror's Haki. The importance of Observation Haki's Future Sight and the Coating of Conqueror's Haki goes without saying. These two are also Naito's main training recently.

Naito was certain that once he mastered these two techniques, the only threat to him on this vast ocean would be Imu.

Meanwhile, the four siblings of the Vinsmoke Family also began their training in this training ground.

It's clear that Judge was very strict with them. They had to run with heavy Tekkai on their backs, then do deep squats while carrying huge barbells, and finally fight each other.

A true battle is an all-out attack launched with the intent to kill the other, but both sides have extremely strong defenses, making it impossible for them to actually harm each other.

Well, that's not surprising. Even cyborgs need to train hard to truly unleash their potential.

However, Judge's biggest mistake was erasing the bond between the three brothers. Without a passionate heart and a firm will, there would be no powerful Haki.

Without Haki, these three brothers would never amount to anything.

On the contrary, Reiju was made as a prototype, had more potential. It's just a pity that she couldn't disobey her father's orders, so naturally she didn't have a strong heart. Even if she mastered Haki, it wouldn't be very strong.

So, it still has to be Sanji.

Undoubtedly the Vinsmoke Family's greatest masterpiece.

"Hey Naito, look! There's a really interesting ship out there!"

Binz's giggling voice came through.

Interesting ship?

How many right fists can he throw?

Naito glanced back casually.

There was indeed a ship on the sea in the distance, a large ship that looked like a fish.

Naito's lips instantly curled into a smile.

I just thought of Sanji.

Is fate really that kind of kind to me?

Since that's the case, there couldn't be a better opportunity than now, right? Judge is right there supervising the Vinsmoke siblings' training.

"Is that the Baratie?"

Ain began, "I saw it in the newspaper; it's said to be the most famous seaside restaurant in the East Blue, and many nobles travel great distances to dine there."

"Eh? Really?"

Binz stroked his chin. "Then I'd like to try it too."

Ain rolled her eyes.

Don't you know Naito's personality? How could he tolerate such a waste of time?

"Then let's go."

Naito said, "I'm curious too, what does the food at that restaurant taste like?"

Sanji's cooking, along with Ichiraku Ramen from the neighboring Hidden Leaf Village, were the two things Naito most wanted to taste in his previous life.

"Huh?"

Ain looked at Naito blankly.

Is this something Naito should say?

Chapter 97 Sanji

After several years of operation, the Baratie has become one of the most renowned restaurants in the East Blue, thanks to its outstanding cuisine and distinctive maritime business model.

Local newspapers in East Blue have reported on it many times, and have given it very high praise.

Although it wasn't even noon yet, Baratie was already bustling with activity, with over 70% of the tables occupied by guests.

Of course, not all guests travel thousands of miles by boat just to taste the deliciousness of Baratie.

There are two main types of customers.

The first type is the residents of nearby islands. Baratie is a floating restaurant that has been wandering around the East Blue Sea. Every time it arrives at a place, it publishes its coordinates in the newspaper, and then the residents of nearby islands often come to patronize it.

These kinds of customers often return before Baratie leaves, because the food here is truly delicious.

The second type is passing merchant ships. Many of the wealthy merchants or nobles on these ships don't mind taking some time to Baratie to taste the flavors that are sought after by the powerful and wealthy in the East Blue.

These types of guests are simply there to try it out and check it off their list.

However, for the restaurant's chefs, all guests are the same; they are all honored guests who need to be treated with 100% sincerity.

Restaurant kitchen.

Because he was lame in one leg, he wore a wooden prosthetic leg. The man, wearing an extremely tall chef's hat that was almost as tall as a person, skillfully stirred the thick soup in the pot in front of him with a spoon. After scooping up a little and tasting it, he nodded almost imperceptibly.

Immediately, as he took the food out of the pot, he tilted his head to the side and said, "Sanji, get ready to serve."

Beside him, a blond-haired boy was chopping potatoes with a clattering sound. He turned around irritably, "You old geezer! How many times have I told you! I'm a chef! Not a waiter!"

"Stop talking nonsense! The worst cook has no right to argue!"

The old man, whose beard was braided into two pigtails, suddenly bent over, and his long Zeff's hat hit the young Sanji directly on the head.

Wow!

The boy cried out in pain.

It was a soft chef's hat, but when it hit his head, it felt just like a stone.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Laughter immediately erupted from the side, "Sanji, you're still a long way from being a real chef!"

"Shut up!"

Sanji rubbed his forehead, glaring angrily at the bearded, fierce-looking man who resembled a pirate more than a chef. "If someone like you is considered a chef, then I'm the God of Cookery!"

"Just serve the food already, Master Chef!"

Another chef, with an equally menacing air, grinned and forcibly handed a food cart to Sanji. It already contained two servings of freshly made cream of mushroom soup, along with two servings of soft, toasted bread.

"Hateful!"

Sanji gritted his teeth.

But they had no choice but to obediently serve the dishes.

Despite the annoyance and complaints, the head chef's authority is absolute in the kitchen.

However, Sanji still believes that among all the chefs in Baratie, only that old man's cooking skills are superior to his!

Sanji, who had been gritting his teeth, instantly calmed down the moment he pushed the food cart out of the kitchen.

We must not spoil the guests' enjoyment; we must provide them with a perfect dining experience—this is the rule at Baratie.

However, the situation inside the restaurant left Sanji somewhat bewildered.

Everyone rushed outside the gate, crowding onto the not-so-wide seaside walkway, chattering away.

Sanji frowned slightly.

No matter what happens, wasting food is never a good thing.

"Guest,"

Sanji released the food cart, pushed open the door, and went outside. "Excuse me, what happened?"

Because of his short stature, Sanji couldn't see what lay beyond the crowd.

"So many snails!"

Such a voice came from the crowd ahead.

"Yes, there are actually such big snails in the world!"

"They even have buildings on their backs! What are they?!"

Sanji's face turned deathly pale in an instant.

Snail, giant snail, a giant snail with a structure on its back!!

An indescribable fear made his legs go weak.

But Sanji squeezed into the crowd immediately, using his size and strength to push his way to the front.

As Sanji clung to the railing and looked ahead, what he saw were giant snails rapidly breaking through the water and completely surrounding Baratie.

He saw it: a flag fluttering above the head of a giant snail.

It's them!

They're here! They've come after all!

Sanji's pupils were dilated, and his entire body was trembling uncontrollably.

No, I can't let everyone in Baratie get dragged into this!

Almost instinctively, he pushed his way back into the crowd and rushed into the restaurant.

He needs a boat!

Now he has no choice but to pilot a boat away himself and lure those guys away!

However, Sanji, rushing through the door, bumped headfirst into the restaurant's head chef.

"What are you doing, Sanji?!"

Zeff looked down at the boy in front of him with an annoyed expression. "What if you bump into a customer?"

But the next moment, when he saw Sanji raise his head, he froze.