"Hahaha, what an ungrateful brat."
Garp laughed heartily, not caring at all about Luffy's life or death, and waved his hand and ordered:
"Let's go back to G3 branch"
"Understood, Vice Admiral Garp!"
Just like that, the dog-headed warship slowly left, leaving Luffy lying unconscious at the port. It was not until the dog-headed warship completely disappeared from sight that the marines who had been carefully observing from a distance and did not dare to move forward hurriedly picked up Luffy and sent him to the hospital...
"So, you followed Vice Admiral Garp out to kill pirates during your vacation?!
And you were promoted to petty officer because of your exploits?!"
"Well, that's about it."
Looking at Luffy who was chewing fruit on the bed with a nonchalant look on his face,
Cook was so jealous that he almost stabbed the fruit knife in his hand into Luffy's mouth.
"You bastard, you went out to sea to kill pirates without me!
Even if I can't do anything, as long as I can have a few words with Vice Admiral Garp at close range, it's not bad to experience the feeling of going out to sea!"
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, "We just came out of the recruit camp, why can you go out to sea to earn merit and get promoted?
I can only stay in the headquarters that I have stayed for more than ten years and I am already tired of it.
My dad is also a rear admiral, why isn't he so open-minded."
Looking at his heartbroken good brother, Luffy shook his head pitifully, sat up, patted Cook shoulder and comforted him:
"Give up. Although they are both high ranking, my old man is a good friend of the Fleet Admiral.
What about your father?"
Puchi~
The plain words were like a sharp sword, piercing Cook's heart.
The young boy was hit hard by reality. He threw away the half-peeled apple in his hand and covered his heart with pain.
"Me, me, me..."
"Oh, what are you talking about? this is an art, and you, an idiot, can't learn it."
Luffy shook his head, as if he was just stating a fact.
But Cook was so shocked that he completely lost his confidence and almost jumped out of the window.
"Luffy, you are getting more and more hateful. I brought you the admission letter to the elite camp. But you, a bastard, actually treated your brother like this.
Bye, I don't want to talk to you anymore."
After leaving this sentence angrily, Cook turned around and wanted to leave.
Luffy quickly jumped up from the bed, grabbed him, and said with an apologetic smile:
"Hey, hey, hey, it's just a joke, why are you angry?
Here, this treasure is for you, just consider it as compensation for your mental damage."
As he said that, Luffy forcibly stuffed a golden dagger inlaid with gems into Cook's hand, and pulled him to sit down on the bed.
"See if you like it. This is a gift I especially hid while looting the pirate ship."
After playing with the dagger for a while, he opened it and looked at its sharp blade.
Cook put the thing away with satisfaction, then took out a document and said proudly:
"You still have some conscience.
Here, this is the admission letter. With this, we can report to the elite camp tonight.
Training will officially begin tomorrow."
"Ah? I'm going tonight, but I'm not discharged yet."
Luffy looked a little embarrassed after receiving the notice.
Although his injuries were all healed, the doctor here said he would not let him go.
He wanted to keep him for two more days for observation.
"That's bullshit, isn't that the exit?"
Cook didn't take it seriously, pointing his finger at the window.
The two brothers looked at each other and exchanged glances.
Luffy got up and started to change his clothes, then opened the window to make sure no one was paying attention to him, and then turned over and jumped down.
Cook helped to pack up all the things and took them away, then swaggered out of the ward.
Half an hour later, the doctor came to check on the ward as usual with the nurse.
But when he opened the door, he saw the empty ward with no one in sight.
He was stunned instantly...
"This is the Elite Camp. Doesn't it look the same as the Recruit Camp?"
Luffy muttered to himself as he looked at the Elite Camp, which was also surrounded by high walls and guarded by marines at the entrance.
"They look similar on the outside, but they are very different on the inside.
At least the recruit camp doesn't have a strong man like Chief Instructor Zephyr to be our teacher."
Cook stood beside him and retorted, his eyes looking at the elite camp full of expectation.
When he thought about becoming a student of the former admiral, he was trembling with excitement. He couldn't wait to meet him and grow up under his whip.
Noticing his friend's increasingly perverted expression, Luffy decisively kicked him from behind.
"Stop being crazy and report in."
He rubbed his butt pitifully and gave Luffy a resentful look.
Cook walked quickly to the guard at the door and took out his admission letter without waiting for him to ask.
Luffy did the same and handed his letter to the guard for inspection.
After the guard checked and confirmed that it was correct, he waved his hand to signal the two to go in.
They entered the elite camp together, and before the brothers could carefully observe the surrounding environment.
A marine stopped them, asked them to follow him, and took them to the dormitory.
Click~
Pushing the door open, Luffy walked in first.
His eyes lit up instantly as he glanced left and right.
"Damn, it's actually a double room. The conditions are much better than those in the new barracks."
Cook, who came in later, was also very excited. He rushed directly to one of the big beds and rolled on it happily for a few rounds.
"There are quilts, towels and toothbrushes. It seems we don't have to worry about life."
"Hey, there are some foods here, Luffy, do you want to eat something?"
They checked around the dormitory curiously, and soon they fell in love with this place.
The Elite Camp is the Elite Camp. There are not only double rooms, but also independent bathrooms and toilets.
Although the place is not big, it is much better than the conditions in the recruit camp where 6 people are squeezed together and the whole class shares a toilet.
Moreover, the dormitory also has a small refrigerator, which can store some snacks and drinks.
There is even a Den Den Mushi, which makes it convenient for them to contact their families at any time.
"Damn it! The conditions here are almost as good as my home. Are we really here to receive training, not to enjoy life?"
Cook couldn't believe it. This was completely different from the strict and closed elite camp he imagined.
He couldn't believe that what he saw was real