Luffy, how can you become the Pirate King if you don't work hard!

The various unexpected events that had occurred on the deck earlier were swirling in her mind, making it very difficult for her to sleep soundly.

Half-asleep, I could still hear Luffy's carefree laughter echoing in my ears.

"How annoying, you even come to my dreams?"

Nami muttered to herself, and just as she was on the verge of losing consciousness, a dark figure smashed open her door like a battering ram.

With a snap.

Nami's heart nearly jumped out of her throat.

The intense fright made her sit up abruptly in bed, her eyes wide with terror, all sleepiness vanishing instantly.

Anyone who didn't know better would think a naval admiral had arrived.

"Na, Nami!"

"Ah! Luffy?!"

She recognized the intruder; her heart was still pounding, and her face had turned pale.

"Are you trying to scare me to death?!"

"Also, I told you not to come into my room!"

She grabbed the pillow beside her and threw it hard, her face turning bright red with fright and anger.

Luffy, seemingly oblivious, rushed to Nami's bedside, his survival instincts kicking in. "Nami, save me!"

He quickly offered an explanation.

It's going to explode if we don't hurry!

Chapter 11 Rubber Human Body Development

Luffy did an experiment.

There is a period of time between the start of the punishment and the explosion.

Utilizing his rubber-like properties, maintaining this state for ten seconds is not impossible.

During that time, my mind went blank, my breathing became rapid, and it went from comfort at the beginning to pain at the end. If I continued to resist, it would be like an unlucky person firing a cannonball and ending up blowing themselves up.

Luffy needs to hurry, otherwise things will be terrible if he has to fire the arrow on the bowstring!

"Medical knowledge? That's why!"

Nami was both annoyed and amused by Luffy's appearance, which resembled being chased by a thug for a debt. Her earlier shock and anger were somewhat lessened by this outrageous request.

But thinking about it carefully...

The more I think about it, the angrier I get.

"I am a navigator! A navigator!! Not a ship's doctor!!"

Nami's chest heaved violently with anger, her thin camisole nightgown outlining her beautiful curves, which rippled like waves in the wind with her breath.

Has she become Luffy's personal trainer now?

Pay the tuition fee first!

"Please, Nami!"

Luffy's muscles were taut all over.

The countdown alarm in his mind grew increasingly shrill, making his face even paler.

Nami's heart softened again, and she helplessly held her forehead.

However, it was indeed right for Luffy to come looking for her.

She did possess some medical knowledge to deal with sudden injuries or illnesses at sea; otherwise, she would have died on some deserted island long ago when she sailed alone.

Moreover, it seems that no one on the ship is reliable except for her.

"You really give up!"

She sighed and resignedly rummaged through the depths of the bedside table.

He pulled out a thick, yellowed book that had been read many times, slammed it down on Luffy, and said irritably:

"Here, take a look! 'Practical Medical Handbook for Navigators (East China Sea Edition)'! It lists the most common seafaring illnesses and their basic treatments. Memorize it yourself and don't bother me!"

Luffy felt like he'd been granted a pardon!

This thick book now seemed to him no different from the treasure of One Piece.

He grabbed it and hugged it tightly to his chest. The distorted expression on his face melted away like snow, leaving only a huge sense of relief at surviving a disaster.

"Nami, I love you to death!"

Luffy excitedly gave Nami a hug, then rushed to the only chair in front of Nami's desk, slammed the book open, and buried himself in it, muttering obscure drug names and symptom descriptions.

Nami stared blankly at her hand, then at Luffy, then back at her hand. What had she just touched?

The crisis is over.

Luffy instantly switched to forced focus mode.

Do you understand what the above means?

The answer is no.

But that doesn't stop Luffy from scrutinizing every word and stuffing it all into his head.

My mind and eyes were completely blank before, but now a whole bunch of things have been stuffed into them all at once.

[Through diligent study, your medical knowledge has improved, and your experience has increased by three.]

experience?

Luffy suddenly felt that he could understand these points of knowledge a little better.

Watch more, learn more, and practice more!

Can he become the Pirate King?

The Pirate King should be the freest person on this sea.

Luffy falls into self-doubt.

[Warning: During (medical learning)...]

Luffy groaned inwardly.

you are vicious.

Could it be that One Piece isn't actually what I imagined?

Without strength, there is no freedom; so how can you become the Pirate King without making a name for yourself?!

The room fell silent for a moment, with only the sound of Luffy intently turning the pages of his book and the scratching of his pen on paper.

Coming to her senses, Nami sat on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the figure sitting at her desk.

The monkey, who is usually jumping around, is now so focused on studying at his desk.

This sense of contrast was even stronger than when she encountered magnetic anomalies while drawing nautical charts.

Just then, Nami felt her shoulder strap loosen slightly.

She looked down.

Oops!

The sudden sitting up and the act of throwing the book caused one of the thin straps of her already loose-fitting camisole nightgown to slip down her smooth shoulder.

The spring light on her chest instantly revealed a patch of fair skin!

"what!"

Nami gasped, her cheeks burning hot, so red they looked like they could bleed. She hurriedly covered her chest, which had slipped off the shoulder strap, with her eyes filled with shame and indignation as she glared at the culprit on the table.

However, Luffy remained firmly in his position, his head almost buried in the thick medical manual, seemingly oblivious to the beautiful scenery around him.

This reaction surprised Nami.

A subtle sense of loss, which she herself was unaware of, swept through her heart.

He really didn't look at it at all?

Is her allure really less than the flea parasite atlas in the book?!

That damned, despicable, clueless rubber bastard!

"Hmph!" Nami snorted heavily, as if in a fit of pique.

"Nami!" Luffy suddenly shouted.

"What's wrong?" Nami's face suddenly lit up with joy.

Can you draw nautical charts or human figures?

The thought in Luffy's mind became clearer and clearer: watching these things was really useful!

"No!" Nami clenched her fists, resisting the urge to hit him.

She quickly pulled the slipped shoulder strap back up.

"Hey! Idiot! I'm changing clothes! You absolutely, positively are not allowed to turn around, you hear me?!" Nami shouted.

"Oh." Luffy didn't even look up.

Even if the most beautiful woman in the world were to appear in front of him in a seductive uniform or as alluring as a lotus emerging from water, all he would do is push her away and continue reading.

No one can stop him!

Seeing Luffy's bookish appearance, Nami felt a surge of anger mixed with a subtle sense of frustration rise up again!

This guy really doesn't see himself as a woman at all.

She bit her lower lip, and in the end, she just let out a small, resentful snort as she looked at Luffy's back again.