One Piece: Adopting Akainu at the beginning, adopted son Barrett

Chapter 241 Don't disappoint your childhood wishes

"Keep working hard, kid! That's only 300 push-ups! Come on, our goal this time is 400!"

"Shut up, old man. Your comments are totally unnecessary! Ha—ha—"

Sweat was dripping on the deck of the warship.

On a naval ship, Smoker was doing push-ups with all his might. He was only wearing a pair of shorts. His thin body was shaking constantly, and it was obvious that he had tried his best.

But even though he was almost exhausted, he still gritted his teeth and fought back in the face of encouragement from temporary parent Mokasi.

Smoker admitted that he had a good impression of the uncle Mockathy at the beginning. In any case, he could be regarded as the guide who led him to the turning point of his life and one of his saviors.

However, this did not prevent Smoker from hating the other party's style.

He said that he was exercising hard on the deck, but he was lying on a beach chair on the side. When he was thirsty, a navy girl handed him iced juice, when he was hot, he had a parasol, and when he was hungry, he had fruit to eat.

It's really... so damn annoying!

"pat..."

Finally, Smoker couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground, almost fainting. This was the fourth time today that he almost fainted during training.

The orphan's physique was not good, and even though he had some talent, his old body was constantly dragging him down.

In addition, he is still young and his bones have not grown properly, so to be honest, such high-intensity training is not suitable for him.

This was also due to Mokasi's complete lack of experience. The only disciple he taught, Gion, had already finished the basic training and was seeking to learn more advanced swordsmanship.

He thought that Smoker was only about three years younger than Sakaski was back then, and the difference between the two should not be too big, so there should be no problem in training like this.

Back then, Sakaski didn’t stay in the “Impact Cloud” very often, and push-ups, stretches, weightlifting, etc. were the main themes of his exercise.

At the age of ten, Sakaski did 3,000 push-ups every day to warm up. Even if Smoker is less talented and three years younger, and provided that he has adequate food and medical care, it should not be a problem for him to aim to do 3,000 push-ups every day as basic training, right?
This was Mokasi's idea.

However, there is a huge gap between the idea and the reality. Ten days have passed since Smoker boarded the favorable warship from Rogue Town, but until today, he has only been able to do about 1,600 push-ups, which is barely half of his goal.

The sky was dark, approaching the final dusk.

Smoker was carried away by two military doctors for treatment. A sumptuous feast of sea king meat, which was slaughtered by Mockasi himself, was prepared.

He didn't know how to teach, but he knew that training and energy were closely related. No matter how good the training method was, it was not as good as a full meal afterward.

Because training allows humans to torture and destroy their own bodies, and eating allows these damaged areas to repair quickly, making them stronger and tougher!
If you only practice without eating, you will definitely die!
However, it is not impossible that there are navies capable of going into the East China Sea to hunt sea kings, but it is extremely rare. This small warship that is cruising point to point obviously does not have such "powerful" capabilities.

Naturally, he had to do it himself.

"Mmm, delicious, really delicious! I will never get tired of eating it no matter how many times I eat it!"

After walking out of the medical room, Smoker immediately lay down on the dining table and started eating. He held the huge bone stick in his hand and tore it apart with his mouth, wolfing down every piece of energy-filled meat.

But he does not have the ability to return pseudo-life. Although his digestion ability is far beyond that of ordinary people, it has its limits after all.

In a short while, Smoker, who was eating voraciously, lay down on the chair with a bulging belly. His eyes were fixed on the big bone and meat stick that he had not finished eating in his hand, and his other hand was patting his belly in an effort to help the food in his body digest faster.

"Hahaha, Smoker is quite a eater, but he's nowhere near as good as a real monster. He's probably about the same as I was back then~"

Mokasi was also enjoying the feast. The refrigerator on the warship was not enough to store a small sea king. Even if all the marines on the ship shared it, there would still be a large portion left. Naturally, he had to eat it instead.

The edible parts of the sea kings he hunted were twenty meters long and four meters wide, and he ate half of them alone.

Of course, this refers to the total amount of three meals today, eating one fish three times.

Smoker bit off the last piece of meat from the bone stick and looked at Mokasi not far away.

He had never thought that a person could eat so much food before, and he didn't even know that he could eat as much as he does now. He almost ate the same amount of meat as his own!

For the first time, his horizons were broadened.

But, can this only be called "edible"?
There is also Mokasi's evaluation that his appetite is about the same as that of his peers of the same age, and there are more than one person who can eat more than him!
In the past, Smoker didn't know the difference between eating more or less. Without any load training, his appetite was actually only about twice that of an average child of the same age.

But after ten days of training, he obviously found that his strength had increased, and his strength and stamina increased significantly after each feast!
From the beginning, I felt tired after doing 200 push-ups a day, and I couldn’t even reach exhaustion.

Now I have collapsed from exhaustion after doing 1,600 push-ups. This is a significant increase! It is visible to the naked eye!

Correspondingly, his appetite gradually increased!

Therefore, he seemed to understand that a big appetite means strong talent!
So, according to Mockasi, there are many people with greater talents than him.

"I'm no worse than anyone else!"

Smoker was stubborn and unconvinced.

Mokasi didn't take it seriously. It was normal for a child to be stubborn, so he poured cold water on him and said:

"It's no use being stubborn. Talent is something you are born with. It's very difficult to break through your own limits, kid."

"So what!? I never want to experience that feeling again. Without the protection of my ability, that kind of thing will never happen a third time in my life!
I want to become very strong, even if the strongest person in the world stands in front of me, as long as I want to do it, nothing can stop me!"

Smoker's appearance became that of a little fat man due to overeating. He put one foot on the dining table and one foot on the chair. His words and determined look were full of heroic spirit.

Mokasi wanted to pour another bucket of cold water on him.

What's the point of just shouting? He had thought about becoming a man as upright as Ross before, but after Sakaski appeared in his sight.

He gave up.

The child caught up with him in just a few years, which made him clearly realize the differences between people.

However, he did not give up on himself. After all, he now has a very happy family, a sister who loves him, a brother-in-law who takes care of him, an awesome junior brother, a free life to do whatever he wants, and even a nephew who can pay for his expenses.

If something goes wrong, you have family members to support you. So what is there to be upset about?

This is also the fundamental reason why he is willing to devote himself wholeheartedly when teaching Gion, because even if he does not try his best to become stronger, he has a solid backing to stand in front of him.

Whether he became a great swordsman or not had no effect on him. Once a person had a way out, he would no longer have the belief that success means life and failure means death.

Without this belief, perhaps my life would be dull and I wouldn't achieve much, but... it wouldn't be bad.

At this moment, Mockasi looked at Smoker and seemed to see his original self.

He and his sister were born into a declining noble family. As the only male in the family, he shouldered responsibilities at a very young age and relied on the remaining servants and inheritance to support the lives of his siblings.

He didn't practice sword fighting for fun! He practiced sword fighting to protect his most important family!
"He's a little kid with a lot of smarts..."

Mockaxi took a sip from a glass of ale, muttered softly, and then shouted loudly:
"Then you must stick to what you are saying now and don't let down such a good ambition. Of course, if one day you are hit by reality like me, I will laugh at you mercilessly, kid!"

"What? You're such a loser, old man..."

"Don't call me an old brat. I'm only in my early thirties. How cruel of the young!"

"Oh, so you're still an old bachelor~ I heard many uncles and aunts in town call uncles like you like this, hahaha."

"You are just a little old, what do you know? I am keeping all the happiness for myself! Don't be too proud, little brat. If you do the same in the future, I will definitely laugh at you!"

The dinner ended with laughter and joy.

midnight.

Mockaxi sat on the bow and smiled at Smoker who took the initiative to exercise himself in the cold night.

It felt like I was back in the old days, watching a group of kids secretly exercising despite being advised against it in order to repay or even help their brother-in-law in the future.

He was watching silently in secret, and would stop them if anything went wrong, sending those children who were overloaded to the medical room for treatment in time to avoid hurting themselves during training.

"A-choo! Hiss~"

Mokasi sneezed, wiped the underside of his nose with a finger, and said to himself:
"Huh, I actually caught a cold? I've been so lazy."

………………

"Honey, it's time to go to bed. We agreed not to work overtime anymore!"

At the same time, in Yundao, in the office building in the residential area center, Goli took a blanket and draped it over her lover, speaking words of reproach.

Ross was distracted. He picked up the clock on the table and looked at it, and found that it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

In his arms, soft and warm clouds wrapped the sleeping Robin, who was sleeping soundly. He kept mumbling the word "Grandpa" with a smile on his face, as if he was having a sweet dream.

"It's so late already? Sorry, Golly, I played with little Robin for a little longer today, so I didn't finish some work."

Ross was lying on the chair with his eyes slightly closed. Just by looking at her lover's actions, Goli understood what he meant.

He placed his two hands on Ross's shoulders and gave him a gentle massage. It was not professional, but it always made Ross feel relaxed physically and mentally.

"Third sister told me today that Xiao Mo is coming back?"

"Well, just these few days."

Ross nodded. He was very happy that Mokasi had returned home. This time he would probably not leave for a long time, so he could be caught and used as an initial teacher in the training camp.

A true swordsman is enough to attract many young men in the East China Sea. Plus with the upcoming success of another experiment, his training camp should be able to attract many young people from all over the world in the first phase.

Besides, three days ago, both Sengoku and Tsuru called me on the Den Den Mushi. That Mokashi guy is really not bad...

"It's good to be back! He's already in his thirties, right? He didn't even think about bringing a girl back. Third sister has been complaining about it for a long time, even though she's already grown up."

As Goli spoke, she began to recount what she had talked about with Mora and the others over tea today.

Just today, Mora told them that Mokasi called her and said that she would be returning to Cloud Island soon.

This made Mora, as an elder sister, very happy, but when she asked how many people had returned, the silence after hanging up immediately made her face darken.

Mora only has this one younger brother, so of course she values ​​his family very much. She thought that after being away for such a long time, he would be able to bring back a woman to start a family and continue the bloodline of the Morent family.

But...Alas...

"You can't force things like this. It's a good thing for Xiao Mo to have his own ideas, right? He's happy, and that's more important than anything else."

"That's what you think! Mo La is Xiao Mo's biological sister, that's different! How about this, I'll ask those little guys to keep an eye out for any good girls and then find him a blind date?"

As Goli said this, she stopped massaging Ross's shoulders and moved her whole body in front of him, snatched Robin from him, occupied his seat, and snuggled in Ross's arms.

Although Gloria is in her forties, she still has her charm, but no one can escape the traces of time. There are obvious wrinkles on her delicate face, and her makeup is thicker than before.

"You know I don't care about this, I will always love you..."

Ross stroked Goli's cheek, his hands stained with a layer of white powder. He said slowly:
"That's not necessary. It's not like that boy has done nothing in the past two years. There's a nice girl who likes him. Her parents told me about it three days ago. They asked me to talk to Mokasi first to see what he thinks."

"You don't care, but I do...these wrinkles are so ugly..."

Goli whispered softly in Ross's arms. She certainly understood Ross's feelings. Even if she got old, he would not despise her.

But she had once been in the aristocratic circle and was well aware of the darkness within it. Although news of him marrying an 18-year-old wife at the age of 60 or parting ways with his former mistress was rare, it did happen.

She had a sense of uneasiness of her own, which could not be dispelled no matter how much Ross exuded a sense of security.

Seeing and not seeing, hearing and not hearing are always two completely different inner experiences.

"In that case, I'll tell Third Sister, let's go, it's time to rest, dear."

"Well, I will always be with you, always..."

"That sounds nice...Okay, as a grandfather, stop monopolizing your granddaughter. Return little Robin to our son in the next few days."

"Okay, okay, isn't it just that little Robin is so lovable? Really..."

(End of this chapter)