Both start in hell: but their talents are multiplied a hundredfold.

The blue sea ripples with countless waves.

An astonishing blade of energy! It sliced ​​through the splashing waves of the sea.

Shen Jue's warship sails on the sea.

After his trip to Drum Island, Drake went on an even more intense training regimen.

By cutting through the sea and cultivating domineering aura, Drake has already reached the pinnacle, except for the difficulty in strengthening his physique on a warship.

His frenzied actions also inspired the sailors on the warship.

"97, 98, 99..." Chopper was now in his beast form. Accompanied by many marines, everyone was doing squats while holding solid iron balls bigger than a person to strengthen their bodies.

"Bang!" A Marine, exhausted and at his limit, collapsed. Shen Jue, wearing a cloak of justice, caught the solid iron ball with one hand and lifted it up.

It was as if Shen Jue had already been by the navy's side and foreseen that the navy would not be able to hold on any longer.

Seeing this, Chopper trained even harder to improve his physique.

That's an ability that can only be obtained by having sufficiently strong Observation Haki, Chopper thought to himself.

After tearfully bidding farewell to Dr. Kureha on Drum Island, Chopper had been training on Shen Jue's ship for quite some time.

The ship is on its way back to naval headquarters.

The failure to capture Nico Robin, the Devil's Child, requires someone to take responsibility.

Shen Jue naturally became the target of criticism from the World Government.

However, Fleet Admiral Sengoku firmly rejected the decision to punish Shen Jue.

They believed that the mission failure was not Shen Jue's fault, but rather due to unforeseen and unknown factors.

Shen Jue was naturally unconcerned; he had already anticipated this situation.

At this moment, Shen Jue had some spare time to guide the naval personnel on the warship in their cultivation.

Chopper's stamina reached its limit, and the large iron ball slipped from his hands, only to be caught by Shen Jue.

Exhausted, Chopper reverted to human form, regaining his small and adorable appearance.

Panting heavily, Chopper had no strength left to move and could only lie on the deck of the warship, staring blankly at the sky.

Chopper seemed to see a phantom of Kureha.

"Doctor, is being a Marine this tiring? Can I really find a panacea?" Chopper whispered.

Shen Jue smiled and squatted down, poking Chopper's cheek and saying, "Chopper, there are no shortcuts to achieving your dreams."

"A strong physique, solid Haki, and the development of Devil Fruit abilities are the cornerstones of becoming a strong person."

"Without great power, one cannot embark on the journey to find a panacea."

Shen Jue's words reminded Chopper of Hiruluk.

Even though he was completely exhausted, Chopper was full of energy again. He lay on the deck of the warship and started waving his hooves.

"I will try my best!"

Silence fell, and the surrounding navy personnel were also engaged in high-intensity training.

The only response to Chopper was the sound of sweat dripping onto the deck and the roar of the massive waves as Drake cut through the sea.

Seeing that Chopper had perked up, Shen Jue nodded and continued to protect everyone as they pushed their limits in their training.

Don't be fooled by how exhausted these sailors are now; after just one night's sleep, they'll be full of energy again the next day.

This is the perpetual motion machine-like physique unique to humans in One Piece.

This is also the foundation upon which humans in One Piece can become like superhumans through simple physical training.

The crew on the warship practiced their cultivation all day long, and only when night fell did they begin their dinner, feeling extremely exhausted.

Chopper ate his sweet food heartily at the dinner table, venting all the day's fatigue in his meal.

Hina sat next to Shen Jue, took a sip of soup, and glanced at Shen Jue.

Shen Jue was carrying a large pot of spicy soup made from sea monster meat, sipping it slowly. His injuries had long since healed, and the bandages on his chest and abdomen had been removed.

"Brother Shen Jue," Chopper said, stuffing a sweet treat into his mouth. He ran to Shen Jue, handed him a piece, and asked, "Is Colonel Hina your wife?"

"puff!"

At the dining table, Drake and Smoker simultaneously spat the food they were eating into their plates.

The sailors eating at the various tables stared wide-eyed, dropping their chopsticks and meat onto the table.

The atmosphere in the entire restaurant became subtle.

All the sailors, and even the cooks responsible for serving the food, held their breath, pricked up their ears, and waited quietly for what was to come.

Chopper realized something was wrong, and after swallowing the dessert in his mouth, he laughed and was about to run away, wagging his antlers.

But Shen Jue grabbed his cheek and stuffed the dessert into Chopper's mouth.

"Hey, Chopper, what are you saying?" Shen Jue said helplessly, gently pinching Chopper's cheek.

"Colonel Hina is my friend and one of my most capable assistants."

"She is not my wife."

"Phew!" All the marines present breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. They were so nervous that they forgot to breathe, and then they started to eat again.

Little Chopper, Little Chopper, if those female officers and female sailors at Marine Headquarters hear what you've said, you're not having an easy time.

This was the thought that arose in the minds of many naval personnel.

Drake and Smoker breathed a sigh of relief and both looked at Hina, wanting to see her reaction.

Hina seemed not to hear what he said; she remained expressionless, mechanically sipping her soup.

Drake, with his superior observation skills, noticed a small detail.

Hina's eyes are already heart-shaped.

"Oh no! Could this guy have gotten so excited he lost consciousness?" Drake thought with some trepidation. He tried to gently call out to Hina, "Hina? Are you alright?"

Hina continued to sip her soup as if she hadn't heard anything.

Smoker then noticed something was wrong. He nudged Drake beside him and said, "Why is Hina still swallowing air even though there's no soup in her bowl?"

Drake slapped his head and said, "Smoker, you bastard, go get the ship's doctor. I suspect Hina needs anesthesia."

"To prevent her from getting overly excited."

If this continues, Hina, if you do something outrageous, your prestige as the second-in-command on the ship will be completely ruined, right?

Even one of those dreams will quietly vanish!

Smoker touched his hair, somewhat confused. Just as he was about to get up, he saw Hina snatch Chopper from Shen Jue's hands.

Then she stuffed all the desserts in front of her into Chopper's mouth.

"Eat more, Chopper! From now on, I'll take care of all your desserts!"

"You're so cute! Eat more!"

Hina shouted happily as she stuffed a large amount of sweets into Chopper's mouth.

Chopper swallowed hard, not even having time to grin foolishly, sitting in Hina's lap, eating big mouthfuls of all kinds of sweet snacks that weren't available on Drum Island.

Shen Jue found it amusing to watch Hina stuffing snacks into Chopper's mouth, and just watched quietly.

Drake pulled Smoker back down to sit and continue eating. Smoker, speechless, gave Drake a hard elbow, making Drake look like he was in a pained expression.

The restaurant was filled with laughter and cheerful conversation.