The Pirate's Divine Plan

"Damn untouchable, forget your humble identity and past. From today on, you are the slave of the great Lord Tianlong."

"You will be branded with the slave mark of the Celestial Dragons and survive with a new attitude."

"For your master."

In the cell, the prison warden raised the three-fingered hoof iron that made the hot coals burn red. He talked about the admonishment he had repeated to the new slaves for an unknown number of times, and blew on the iron with sparks flying around to let himself His behavior was full of ritual, and he aimed at Blake's open chest and stamped it hard.

"Ahhh"

A mark symbolizing the Draco slaves was branded on Blake's body. The prison head was very heavy-handed. The three-finger hoof prints that had just been branded immediately turned burnt black, and the surrounding flesh and blood also turned red. The air was filled with the smell of burnt. smell.

"Haha, the newcomers are almost crying."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I miss my mother, mom hahaha."

"It's such an unforgettable memory. I didn't say a word when I baked this before, like this kid."

"You fainted from the pain."

"What did you say? You deserve a beating, right?"

Slaves have a hard life. The slaves of the Celestial Dragons are worse than animals. When you are not having a good life, the happiest thing is to see your peers have a worse life. This kind of excitement is even more exciting than being whipped one less time on weekdays. hapiness.

Ignoring the crazy words of his future inmates in the prison, Blake was in so much pain that the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

The huge slave mark was shamefully engraved on Blake's chest and deeply imprinted on his heart. This kind of physical pain was far less than the pain caused by the humiliation of his personality.

After all, as a failed time traveler, he once lived in an equal and autonomous society.

"Hey, it's all burnt, and it smells delicious." The prison leader smiled with a distorted face, "You dare to assassinate the Tianlong people. Your sin is heinous and unforgivable. Fortunately, Lord Blakenders is kind and gives you a slave. The opportunity, otherwise I will beat you to death."

The cell leader threw the whip in his hand to the young man next to him and took a sip of wine: "Go, give him twenty whips to crack open the meat first, be careful not to hurt the front. It would be a pity to waste such a beautiful pattern. "

Sweat wet his forehead, and Blake looked listless, even if he wanted to commit suicide: "You, you dogs of the Draco, ah, ah"

"Pah, pah, pah." The little guy gave Black three whips first, "Don't worry, you are too, even worse than a dog."

"clap clap"

"The cell head."

While Black was being beaten, a man came in from outside the cell, holding a small box with unknown contents.

Black recognized this man, he was the attendant of Saint Bracken, and he had a part in catching Black.

"What's the matter, sir? Why are you here so free? There's nothing to entertain someone who's dirty." Seeing the visitor's fine clothes, the prison boss immediately changed his face. He didn't look as arrogant and domineering as before. .

The attendant opened the box in his hand, and everyone was attracted by the contents of the box in his hand. Even the torches in the prison seemed to be dimmed.

The banana-shaped fruit is green in color. If it weren't for the spiral patterns on the peel, others would have thought it was a daily fruit, rather a green banana.

"This is the devil fruit awarded to this slave by Lord Blackende. Let him eat it after he completes his training and understands the rules."

"Nani"

Hearing that the attendant brought a devil fruit, or that it was for the new slaves to eat, not only the slaves inside, but also the cell leader had a look of envy on his face.

"Sir, this is an extremely precious treasure from the sea. The market price is more than [-] million beli. Isn't it a pity to use it on a slave?"

"Yes, sir, this kind of slave will die after a short time. What a waste."

"After the slave ate the Devil Fruit, it became difficult to monitor him after he gained abilities. Even though he has sea stone handcuffs, he is still a threat to the Celestial Dragons as a mount."

The jailers were busy discussing the disadvantages of giving devil fruits to slaves, but they did not see the attendant's face getting darker and darker.

"enough."

"My lord's decision is not a matter for you to consider. Just do as Lord Blakenders wishes." The attendant paused and then explained, "This is the weakest animal type fruit. Common insect fruit, caterpillar. form.

Although it is an animal-type fruit, it has no special abilities and almost no physical attribute amplitude. At most, it inherits the tenacious vitality of insects and is practical and durable. It just so happens that Blakenders Saint will not need to change mounts frequently in the future.

The most important thing is that the soft skin of caterpillars is not an ordinary pleasure to ride on. This is the top-grade fur. "

As the attendant said this, he took the whip from the young minion and couldn't help but slap Black a few times. Jealousy made him look beyond recognition. You must know that he is an attendant of the great Celestial Dragon. He has no chance to get this kind of thing worth hundreds of millions of dollars. The treasure of profit is even the weakest fruit.Thinking about it makes me gag, and I can't help but whip it a few more times.

Before leaving, the attendant did not forget to warn: "If you have any tricks, give this untouchable a round, just don't kill him. If you dare to assassinate His Highness, you must have a long memory and let him understand the dignity and inferiority. After the beating, he will be hungry again." Give him the bug fruit for three days and three nights."

"Sir, what if I die after being so seriously injured and starved for too long?" the cell leader asked cautiously.

"Dead, it means that he does not have this blessing and still needs the necessary training." The attendant replied casually, "Don't worry, as long as you still have breath, your vitality will be stronger than that of ordinary people after eating the Chongchong Fruit. Survival is not a big problem. .

As long as you don't kill him intentionally or kill him, the fruit will be yours, and His Highness will reward you with the qualification to become a mount. "

That night, the stars dimmed, and the sound of whipping and screams lasted the whole night.

Three days later, it was another night with dim stars.

Blake's body was covered in blood and flesh, and no part of his body was free of flesh. Even the slave mark on his chest began to become inflamed and bleed.

He had not eaten for three whole days. His body was bruised and starved, making him extremely weak and suffering from continuous high fever.

How many times has he wanted to just pass out and die, so he doesn't have to suffer. Anyway, he has traveled through time and space, and is not a native of this world. At most, he can do it again and get a better start, so he doesn't have to live in such a miserable state. Disgraceful to all.

But there is always a promise to myself deep in my heart: "You can't die before you kill him."

Fortunately, the jailer was worried that he would really die and bring trouble to them, so he gave him water, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to survive for three days.

"Here, something to eat."

The box containing the Chong Chong Fruit was thrown in.

Black knew what was inside. The treasure in One Piece, the source of mutation for ordinary people, was completely defeated by sea water and sea tower stone.But even the weakest fruit that can keep him alive is a treasure.

If you don't eat, you will die. Only by surviving can you have hope.If I remember correctly, two years later, the fishman Fisher Tiger climbed up to the Holy Land of Mariejoia, the headquarters of the World Government, with his bare hands and caused a scene to liberate the slaves. That was hope.

With starry eyes, Blake opened the box with scarred hands and bit into it hard without peeling off the peel.

"Really tasty"

Perhaps, he is the first person to think that Devil Fruit tastes good.

For those who are hungry, even some shit is good to eat.