Chapter 105

"I was wondering why it was so lively here!"

The Marines present felt their bodies tremble, looking at the tall man before them with excitement.

"Vi-Vice Admiral Garp!" "The Hero of the Marines!"

Most of the new generation of Marines were fans of Garp, which was enough to show how high his prestige was in the Navy.

"Not bad at all! Little girl, to be able to awaken Observation Haki at such a young age, it seems you'll surpass this brat Karl before long, hahahaha!"

Ain shook her head shyly: "Vice Admiral Garp, please don't tease me. My aptitude is nowhere near that good."

"That's true, this brat Karl is simply a monster."

"Hey! Kid, my hands are getting a bit itchy. How about we have a spar?"

Karl: Please, don't! This is a brand-new warship we just commissioned.

"Cough, cough, well, my stomach is feeling a bit off, I'm going to the restroom."

Karl walked toward the lounge without hesitation; he wouldn't fight that guy Garp no matter what.

It was fine for him to bully others, but it was not okay for others to bully him!

Garp watched Karl walk away quickly, stunned, and scratched his head in confusion. Why was this kid's reaction different from what he expected?

Admiral Admiral Admiral Admiral Admiral Kuzan back in the day was always very happy to spar with him, even though he never won once. But this kid Karl was so decisive, avoiding the fight altogether!

That really is a novelty, heh!

"Um, Vice Admiral Garp, would you Move Move Like me to exchange a few moves with you instead?"

Garp looked at Ain and shook his head: "Forget it! If I fought you, that kid would definitely be heartbroken, hehehe."

A blush immediately appeared on Ain's face, and she turned her head away shyly. Garp immediately showed a motherly smile; it couldn't help but remind him of Tsuru back in the day.

"It's so good! This kid Karl and you are indeed a perfect match. Keep it up, little Ain!"

Garp winked at Ain, stomped his foot, and his figure disappeared from the spot, leaving behind a massive footprint.

"Nelson, hurry and call someone to repair this!"

"You got it!"

In the lounge, Karl held a piece of deerskin, gently wiping the blood and dust off the blade of Shusui, then used cotton gauze with a little sword oil to apply an even coat to the blade.

Gradually, under Karl's wiping, the black-purple blade of Shusui became increasingly moist and lustrous, Move Move Like a mirror.

This was a new way of slacking off he had discovered, abbreviated as "Great Sword Maintenance."

It just so happened he had three swords; by the time he finished maintaining them all, half the day would be gone. The rest of the time he would read the newspaper, drink tea, and develop his abilities, and the day would just drift by.

Thump.

Karl placed Shusui flat on the table. A strand of hair drifted onto the blade and was instantly split in two, showing the sharpness of Shusui.

"Tsk tsk~ Not bad at all. Next is... Raven."

Bang~

The door to the lounge was pushed open roughly, and Smoker burst in, looking excited.

"Karl, I've picked out the most suspicious ones. Do you want to take a look?"

Karl nodded and took the files Smoker handed over. The first person Karl saw looked somewhat familiar: Marine Branch 16, Captain Nezumi.

"This guy..." He was indeed a corrupt Marine, a shameless piece of scum who colluded with Arlong's crew to oppress the common people, committing many despicable acts in the name of the Navy.

Before Karl could finish, Smoker said impatiently: "This guy is the base commander of Branch 16. The annual report he submitted is too perfect, too fake!"

"Oh?"

Karl revealed a smile. It seemed Smoker was quite sharp; he had already figured it out himself.

"And this guy looks really sleazy. Anyway, I just feel Move Move Like he's the type of person with crooked intentions."

Karl nodded: "Not bad. We'll investigate him first when the time comes. Any others?"

"Nelson Roy, commander of Marine Branch 8. To be honest, his annual report has no problems, it's very normal, but this guy... he's actually so fat. I don't think a branch commander's salary is that generous, right?"

Karl looked at the photo of Nelson Roy and nodded in agreement. He was as fat as a pig; investigating him was definitely the right call.

"Any others?"

Smoker shook his head: "Just these two for now. I don't see any major problems with the others."

"Not bad, you did well. How about this: we'll focus our investigation on Captain Nezumi and Nelson Roy, and then randomly select five other branch commanders to investigate."

Smoker rubbed his hands excitedly, ready to go all out at any moment.

The lounge was suddenly left with only Karl, who enjoyed this peaceful time of slacking off alone.

"Bang!"

The door to the lounge was kicked open, and a tall, sturdy figure walked straight into the room.

"You kid really know how to enjoy yourself! Tsk tsk tsk~"

Garp didn't treat himself as an outsider at all. After looking around casually, he pulled open a nearby cabinet, which was packed full of Happy Chips, senbei, and other small snacks.

"Crunch~"

Karl opened his mouth and poured an entire bag of Happy Chips into it, mumbling along with the crunching sounds: "Mmm, really, delicious! I Move Move Like this one!"

One look and you could tell he was a repeat offender. No wonder Sengoku guarded against Garp Move Move Like he was guarding against a thief.

"Hehe, Vice Admiral Garp, as long as you Move Move Like them. I have plenty more here; if you Move Move Like them, just take them and eat!"

Garp nodded, swallowed all the chips in his mouth, and looked at Shusui on the table: "Hey, this sword looks pretty good! And it's a Black Blade! Where did you get this, kid?"

"This, Black Blade Shusui, Moria gave it to me."

Garp nodded, then suddenly looked up at Karl: "Moria! Is that the fat guy who became one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea?"

"Yes, that's him!"

Garp scratched his head. Although he couldn't understand why, he was greatly shocked.

"I remember Zephyr saying that you don't use swords! How come you ended up with three?"

"This? Probably because it's faster to kill pirates with a sword."

Garp scoffed at this: "What's the use of fast? Close-quarters combat, fist-to-flesh, that's a man's way of fighting!"

Indeed, it's just that Karl usually uses this method against women.

"Vice Admiral Garp, if you have nothing to do..."

Before Karl could finish, Garp's snoring began to echo in the lounge, and he was even blowing snot bubbles.

Karl immediately felt a sense of reverence. What was this? The Dugu Qiubai of the slacking-off world, having reached the realm of slacking off anytime, anywhere.

Aokiji didn't learn it very well; he still had to wear an eye mask to sleep. Look at Garp, he could fall asleep while talking.

Sure enough, when it came to slacking off, Karl still had a lot to learn from his seniors.

Seeing Garp sleeping so soundly, Karl shook his head helplessly, thinking that if he slashed him now, he probably wouldn't even react because he was truly asleep.

Otherwise, how did Axe-Hand Morgan become famous later? Wasn't it by bleeding Garp while he was sleeping?

Mentioning Morgan, Karl remembered something. Wasn't this guy also a corrupt Marine?

Abusing his power, oppressing the people, and even building a statue of himself, no, no, no...

At the current point in time, Morgan should still be an ordinary Marine, a hot-blooded rookie full of justice.

Thinking of this, Karl took a stack of bounty posters out of the drawer and began to flip through them.

Captain of the Black Cat Pirates, Klahadore, bounty 9 million Berries.

Captain of the Arlong Pirates, Arlong, bounty 20 million Berries.

Captain of the Krieg Pirates, Don Krieg, bounty 15 million Berries.

Karl shook his head. A bunch of small fry. In the North Blue, this bounty would only make them a rookie pirate crew, yet in the East Blue, they could become overlords.

This was all thanks to the man currently snoring... if it weren't for him slaughtering the newbie village every day with a max-level account...

The East Blue wouldn't have become the weakest sea.