One Piece – Thundergod Marine

Half a month later, in the eastern part of Hell Island, in the lava field.

A flaming lizard got up from under the scorched tree trunk, shaking his head to get out of here.But at this moment, a big hand stretched out from behind it, squeezing it tightly with lightning speed.Then the owner of the fist stretched out his thumb and pressed it on its neck!

Click!

After that, the owner didn't deal with it, and directly threw it into his mouth, crunching and swallowing blood...In this lava zone, any trace of moisture is precious!

"This is the lava zone, everyone, be careful...Although there are no monsters too strong, the natural disasters of the volcano are more terrifying than monsters!"

This person is Quinn Dongte. Compared with half a month ago, he is undoubtedly more wild now.

The clothes on the body have been taken away for centralized processing, used as bandages and weaving.Cloth is a very important material here. Although the comfort level is much higher than the fur that has not yet dissipated, as the team leader, he can not just enjoy it, but leads everyone to live as the ultimate goal.

Dongte had never imagined that one day he would accept a life of not taking a bath for half a month, swallowing lizards, and drinking blood.As the eldest son of the Quinn family, he has never had a hard time since he was a child.But in just half a month, he got used to it.

Hell Island told him the law of survival here.

If you don’t want to die, just do it...

As Dongte gave orders, the companions nodded silently, and according to their respective tasks, began to find a clean cave and prepare dinner.

It's not that they are not interested in talking, but in this area, there is a blind bird with very strong hearing!

Their body temperature is enough to ignite trees, come and go like wind, and fly like a living flame storm.One of my companions was taken away because of the loud voice.That was the first time that this team had attrition. Although it was not the second time, the image of the companion wailing away from the shoulders pierced by sharp claws had a great impact on them.

"Dongte, although the area where the magma flows is safe, the air is poisonous and the water source is insufficient..."

One person came over and reported in a low voice.

"Have you drunk the last rain?"

"There is only one bucket left, and I can hold it for three days at most..."

"That's it, let me think..."

Dongte sighed melanly, and spit out the chewed straw in his mouth.Although grass juice is bitter, it is a good water supply.

Before really stepping in, who would have thought that this seemingly fertile virgin forest would have so few edible foods!The mushrooms on the trunk are poisonous; the rhizomes in the soil are poisonous; the small animals caught in the trap are still poisonous!The whole jungle is piled up with poison and fire!

The fresh water resources are occupied by several powerful beasts, it is difficult to drink saliva!

Dongte now has to consider all aspects of the problem. The survival pressure of a group of people has accumulated on him, making him a little breathless.

or……

Give up?

When you go back, you will have good food and drink, you will have a warm bed, you don’t have to fight with wild beasts, you don’t have to walk on the road every day to worry, you don’t need...

Do not!

Absolutely not!!

Boom!!

Suddenly, Dongte slammed his fist into the semi-solidified magma in front of him, and the pain hit him, and his confused eyes instantly became sober.

Under the horrified gaze of his companion, he raised his severely scalded fist with a hideous face, and said: "A piece of water must be seized! Otherwise everyone will die!!"

As soon as these words came out, the air was quiet for a while, and then, a strong murderous intent steamed up!

Everyone lowered their voices and roared.

"Yes!!"

...

Like the dilemma that Dongte faced, similar situations can be seen everywhere in Hell Island.The volcano that erupts on time every day, the constant fighting on the ice sheet, the thunderstorm with dense forests,

They drink blood, they smear feces all over their bodies and even their lips to avoid chasing, they bite each other with wild beasts for a bite of food...

So, just to live!

Now that half a month has passed, the most difficult time has come.

The strained nerves are overwhelmed, and everyone is faced with difficult choices all the time... Is it to grit their teeth and persist, or give up returning?

...

East coast cave, naval station.

In the clearing, the flying squirrel was half naked, slashing with one sword and one sword.From hard training, maintain your fighting capacity.

He is a veteran who became a lieutenant admiral in his head thirty years ago, and a senior in the Navy!He knows that he has no hope of breaking through in this life, but as long as justice still needs him, he is ready to go to the battlefield at any time!

"drink!"

A sword struck again, and the flying squirrel stopped suddenly, turned his head and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

"Yes! Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel..."

The visitor was a navy colonel who was in charge of monitoring the recruits who had been practicing on the island.Of course, they are not security measures for the recruits, but a group of indifferent spectators who record what the recruits have done every day, and then make statistical evaluations.

after all……

Too dangerous!

Even if it is found that the recruits are in a life crisis, no one can rush to the rescue, and everything can only rely on themselves.

Surveillance is not all aspects. The dangerous environment on the island makes it difficult for the phone worm, known for its hard work and hard work, to survive.At most, they set up a small number of surveillance phone bugs in relatively safe areas on the periphery of the island, and it often takes several days to see the recruits appearing on the screen once.Deeper places and certain dangers cannot be detected.

The colonel came to report at this time because half a month later, someone finally left the periphery and stepped into a blank dark forest.

"Oh? Which little devil is so courageous? Haven't the surrounding creatures made them suffer enough?"

Flying Squirrel was a little curious, but this place on Hell Island was a life and death terrible that even the strong like him were quite afraid of. The beast kings alone were enough for the recruits to deal with.

You know, every Beastmaster has 3000 power values!

Not to mention the various monsters living in the hinterland and central area of ​​the island!

Except for one person died on the third day of departure, no attrition was detected for so long in the following period. It is conceivable that these little guys should have understood this a long time ago?

"Uh...this..."

The colonel hesitated. After a moment's pause, he said, "It's Ron... he walked out of the canyon, and then we found out that he was out of the outer area."

"So it was him!"

Flying Squirrel knew why the colonel hesitated, because Ron was too strong!In this world where the strong are respected, it is a bit sad not to add a respectful name to the colonel.

Monsters in the barren forest area are rare but the strongest, and the lightning in the sky is life-killing, a real life restricted zone!

To be honest, since Hell Island replaced Thor Island as the designated location for survival training, no recruits have successfully conquered the waste forest area for so many years.

Smogg, the natural smoke fruit ability who has received much attention in the past few years, is just lingering on the outskirts of the barren forest, and he easily dare not go deep.

But according to the few phone bugs they saw, the monsters that were enough to pick up a group of recruits in the past could only be reduced to food for chasing in front of Ron.Especially on the second day of departure, he was so hungry that he grabbed a piece of meat from the gregarious wolf and twitched the corner of the flying squirrel's mouth.

For Ron, the wild forest like a dead end is a playground for Ron!

What a terrible power is this?!

Not to mention recruits, even many long-established admirals can't do Ron's light weight.

Later, in order to catch up with the fleeing Thunder Beetle, he fell into the abyss and went missing.

The flying squirrel knew Ron would not fall to death, but when he would come out is still unknown. I didn't expect...

"Wait! He actually came out?!"

Flying squirrel's eyes widened in an instant: "The deepest part of the Abyss Canyon is only 1,300 meters, and the underground cave is less than 2,000 meters... He never thought of climbing out? What did he eat and drink in the past half month? ?"

"Uh……"

The colonel was taken aback and replied: "According to the phone worm screen we placed in the deepest place, Ron was chewing thunder mosquito cubs in his mouth when he walked out. Although he quickly ran behind the stone and had diarrhea, his mental head was not bad. ."

Thunder mosquito cub...

Isn't that a maggot?!

Can you eat that stuff?

Although the toxicity is not as strong as thunder mosquitoes, it is also highly toxic!

and many more……

The flying squirrel's mouth twitched suddenly, remembering some descriptions of Ron in the document.In addition to the commonplace issues such as talent, perseverance, and contribution, there is one more thing.

"...Have an extremely terrifying recovery ability, as long as the energy provided by food is sufficient, most fatal injuries can be ignored!"

This is a report from Zefa. Once he saw Ron's ribs inserted into his internal organs half-dead, and then he broke his ribs to the right. After a long time, he was gone!

Now it seems that this piece of information can be added: "It can even decompose toxins with self-healing ability and reduce or eliminate toxin reactions."

Ok?

How did Ron's bone get into the internal organs?

This question depends on the benevolent, the benevolent and the wise....

"What a...monster!!"

The flying squirrel smashed his mouth, smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Forget it, leave him alone. That kid is even more perverted than Kuzan and the three guys, he can't die!"

"Well, I think so too..."

At this moment, there was a noise outside, and the flying squirrel turned his head to see, a tattered and blood-stained humanoid creature walked into the cave from the stairs, and then fell to the ground.

"Quick! The medical soldiers are preparing for surgery, and internal organs are bleeding!"

Seeing this scene, the flying squirrel closed his eyes: "Has it started?"