Little Goku's Great Adventure Starting from One Piece

On the vast ocean, the wind was calm and the sky was cloudless.

The sunlight was like a blazing fire, releasing all the inner heat, leaving one parched and wanting nothing more than to lie in the shade and not move a finger.

On the Dream Chaser, Nami was just like that. She had somehow gotten hold of a beach chair with a parasol and was lying on it leisurely, not moving an inch.

However, although her body did not move, her eyes kept scanning back and forth, fixed on Wukong who was cultivating with great enthusiasm.

"Hey Wukong, aren't you hot?"

On the deck, which was scorching hot under the blazing sun, Wukong was carrying a heavy tortoise shell on his back and holding a rag in his hand, wiping the deck back and forth.

After the deck was wiped clean, he began to wipe the hull, cabin walls, masts, and all other parts of the ship that could be wiped.

If you didn't know the truth, you would think he was a child laborer who was arbitrarily exploited by Nami, without a moment's rest, and could only work like a perpetual motion machine until he died of exhaustion.

At this moment, Goku naturally felt hot. Although his Saiyan physique far surpassed that of ordinary people, it did not mean that he was immune to both cold and heat. He was already drenched in sweat, his clothes soaked through. If he took them off and wrung them out, he was sure to be able to wring out a lot of water.

Why doesn't he stop and rest for a while?

The answer is naturally—

"It's alright, Nami, this is what training is all about."

After wiping the last spot on the ship, Wukong wiped away his sweat and grinned.

Master Roshi taught him that everything in life can be a form of spiritual practice, even the mundane details of daily life can be used as a form of spiritual practice if you wish.

Now that he's on the ship and no longer has to deliver milk or till the land, he's turned to cleaning and treating it as a form of spiritual practice.

Anyway, Nami would ask him to help clean every now and then, so why not let him clean every day and train at the same time?

After all, cleaning is not a simple task; it requires the use of both hands and feet to exert force simultaneously, which can effectively train all the muscles in the body, which is very much in line with the training method of the Turtle Hermit School.

"Alright, take it easy, just don't get heatstroke."

Nami rubbed her forehead, speechless with emotion.

Having never been exposed to the Turtle Hermit School of cultivation, she couldn't understand how cleaning could be considered a form of cultivation.

Shouldn't you be doing squats, push-ups, and other similar exercises to practice while carrying a heavy load?

At that moment, Sanji walked out of the cabin carrying a plate in his right hand.

He glanced around the deck, his gaze quickly locking onto Nami. Then, like a butterfly, he gracefully spun to her side and placed a refreshing drink on a small table in front of her.

"Nami-san! This is a specially made orange-flavored mint drink for you. It will help you cool down and beat the heat in this hot summer!"

He gazed at Nami with a look of devout love.

"Oh, thank you, Sanji."

Nami's eyes lit up when she saw the orange drink in front of her. She couldn't wait to bring it to her lips and take a delicious sip.

The next second, she felt her body cool down, as if she had entered a pleasant autumn.

"Ah~ This is so delicious!"

Seeing her smiling face, Sanji was overjoyed.

"Ahhh! Nami-san approved my drink!!"

Then, he turned around and called out to Wukong as he walked towards him, "Hey, Wukong, this cup is for you. It can effectively replenish the salt and other substances you've lost, allowing you to maintain a good mental state for your cultivation!"

Goku, who was about to move on to the next training exercise, stopped upon hearing this, ran up to Sanji, took the drink from his hand, and said with a grin, "Thank you, Sanji!"

After saying that, he gulped down the drink in one go.

"Ha! It really is! I feel as energetic as before!"

After finishing his drink, Wukong clenched his fist, felt the power within him, and said happily.

He put the cup back on the plate that Sanji was holding, and then immediately moved on to the next step of his training, hanging upside down on the railing with his tail and practicing sit-ups in an inverted position.

After all, there are only so many trivial matters on the ship, and once those are done, it's time to move on to the normal training exercises.

"1".

"2".

"3".

......

As he continued training, the sweat that had just stopped flowing from his body started pouring out again, dripping onto the ground like broken pearls.

Soon, a small, reflective puddle formed on the ground below him.

"He's really hardworking. No wonder he has such strength at such a young age."

Sanji took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and lit it with a lighter. He watched Goku train while exhaling smoke.

He couldn't help but recall the scene from a few days ago when the other side delivered the final blow to defeat the evil dragon.

The power of that blow stunned him at the time; such a large building was split in two with a single blow, the power of which was truly astonishing.

He absolutely could not have done it.

That's why, after that attack, he realized the gap between his strength and Goku's, and understood that this seemingly ten-year-old boy possessed terrifying power far beyond that of ordinary people.

When he saw Arlong, whose body was broken in countless places, limp like a lump of mud, and barely clinging to life, being carried out by the Navy, he couldn't help but admire the fish-men's tenacious vitality, which allowed them to survive such an attack.

Of course, it's uncertain whether the other party will be able to hold on after that.

......

And so, after leaving the Konomie Islands, Wukong trained while sailing far away on the Dream Chaser.

After sailing safely at sea for several days, Goku and his crew finally arrived at a landmark town, a crucial stop on their journey to the Grand Line.

Rogge Town.

It is so iconic because it is the birthplace of Gol D. Roger, the Pirate King, and also the place where he was publicly executed.

Therefore, since then, the town has been known as the "town of beginnings and endings".

After docking the Dream Chaser at the port, Wukong and his two companions disembarked together.

"Let's go! We'll go buy some supplies. This is our last supply point on our way to the Grand Line, so we need to prepare as much as possible."

As the ship's AI, Nami waved her hand and said.

......

Meanwhile, at a naval branch base located in a corner of Loguetown.

Knock knock knock!

"Come in."

Having received permission, Tashigi pushed open the door and was immediately choked by the thick smoke in the room.

"Cough cough cough! Cough cough cough!"

Coughing, she walked to the window and flung it open.

As the air circulated, the smoke that had filled the room gradually dissipated.

"Really, Colonel Smoker, how many times have I told you, smoking is bad for your health, you should quit."

She turned around, frowned, and looked at the sofa. There was a man on the sofa, half-naked, revealing his muscular chest and well-defined abs, with a cigar in his mouth, and pretending to be asleep with his eyes closed.

And this man was none other than Smoker, the highest-ranking officer of this naval branch.

I'm sorry if I made you choke.

Smoker opened his eyes, first apologizing to his subordinates, then shrugged.

"But you're asking me to quit smoking? That's impossible."

Tashigi had anticipated his response, so her expression remained unchanged as she got straight to the point.

"Colonel Smoker, the target you asked me to keep an eye on has appeared and just arrived in Loguetown a few minutes ago."

Smoker's eyes flashed, and he quickly got up and put on the jacket on the hanger.

"You're here? Come with me, Tashigi."

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