Nine trials of Douluo's preemptive sea god

After a while.

The cabin door opened, and Hemingway held a tray with a piece of smoked fish and a small bowl of fresh water for soup.

"Eat."

Putting the tray on the table next to Purple Pearl, Hemingway knelt down and untied the ropes that bound her hands, allowing her to eat by herself.Then he took out the flint and lit the oil lamp in the cabin.

The already darkened cabin now has a ray of light!

The two of them are now on the ship, except for the necessary living equipment, there is nothing to eat.Fortunately, when Hemingway left the deserted island, just in case, he stored a large amount of smoked fish and the most important fresh water in the soul guide early on.It can be regarded as a crooked hit.

Of course, even if the fish and fresh water were not stored in advance, Hemingway could go directly into the sea to catch fish and eat them. As for fresh water, he could use the ability of the meatball fruit to eject the salt in the sea water.It's just that it's a little more troublesome to do so.

And Purple Pearl, whose hands were untied, kept silent, just rubbed the place where she was tightly bound by the rope, then moved her bound feet, sat down on the chair obediently, and looked at the simple smoked fish on the tray , and the small bowl of fresh water.I feel a little disgusted in my heart. When did she eat this kind of thing?

But there is no way, now that he is a prisoner, it would be nice to have something to eat.Zizhuzhu knew very well that this was not a place where he could play the young lady's temper.This man is not as gentle as I imagined. I really pissed him off, and I don't know what he will do.

Seeing Zizhuzhu obediently grabbing the big piece of fish and nibbling it in small bites, with a very cooperative appearance, Hemingway, who thought it would take a lot of effort to force her to eat it, was a little surprised.This woman is interesting...

Slowly finding a place to sit cross-legged in the cabin, Hemingway closed his eyes and began to meditate silently... To be honest, he is in a very bad state now, mentally traumatized, and his viscera have also been seriously injured.The state can be said to be extremely poor!

Originally, what he should do most now is to sleep and slowly recover from his mental trauma in his sleep, but now that there are soldiers chasing after him, Hemingway dare not sleep at all.I was afraid that after I fell asleep, I would wake up again and find that I had been tied up and locked in a cage.

This was something he couldn't tolerate, so Hemingway wouldn't dare to sleep before he was unsure of his own safety.At most, it is to close your eyes and rest your mind, or use meditation to recover your soul power... The whole person is just relying on his tyrannical physique to hold on.

The six years of gravitational hard training on the deserted island not only honed Hemingway's will, but also allowed him to have a body with perseverance and amazing endurance!

.........

While gnawing on the fish meat, Zizhu secretly observed the white-haired boy with closed eyes not far away.In my heart, I became more and more curious about this man who was full of secrets.

After a while, I finally finished eating the fish seasoned with only a little salt.She covered her mouth lightly, feeling a little nauseous.She was cared for by her father who was a pirate king since she was a child, where did Purple Pearl eat such crude food?It was completely forced to eat.

Realizing that she felt a little nauseous, Zizhu quickly picked up the small bowl and drank the fresh water in it.The clear spring entered the throat, and finally suppressed the vomiting.

"call……"

Exhaling a long breath, Zizhu quietly glanced at the white-haired boy who was still resting with his eyes closed, and then looked at the rope tied around his feet, hesitating for a moment.In the end, he still didn't move the rope, just moved his steps with difficulty, and slowly approached a small bed not far away.Then he sat down and glanced at Hemingway quietly again.Then he lay down on his side, pretending to be going to sleep.

The white-haired boy was still sitting cross-legged, looking silent.As if in a deep state of cultivation, this time seems to be the best time to sneak attack or escape.But Zizhuzhu didn't think that the young man would be so careless, and now that her soul power was sealed, she was a weak woman who was worse than ordinary people. In this vast sea, where could she escape?

Thinking of this, Purple Pearl sighed inwardly.Then he slowly closed his eyes, immersed his mind in his body, and began to try to mobilize his soul power to break through the seal set by Hemingway...

Purple Pearl's little tricks were caught in the eyes of Hemingway, who was full of knowledge and domineering, but he didn't expose it.Instead, he pretended not to know and let her work hard.Anyway, with her strength, no matter what, it is impossible to break through the seal formed by the armed color.It's better to give her a little hope and let her work hard on her own, don't come to make trouble for herself and Hemingway will burn the incense.

After all, he is really in a bad state now... He doesn't have too much energy to be on guard against her all the time.

Time passed quietly like this...

Half a month has passed.

During these days, apart from Hemingway needing to get up and adjust the sail control direction due to the changing wind direction, the rest of the time was either closing his eyes and resting his mind, or meditating to run his soul power and repair his physical injuries.He didn't even dare to sleep, for fear that if he fell asleep, he would lose his personal freedom when he woke up again.

In contrast, Zizhu, who was a hostage, had a pretty good life these days, eating and sleeping.He cooperated very well and did not make any drastic moves.Except for the occasional need to go to the toilet that comes with the ship to solve physical problems, she had no choice but to blush and let him untie the ropes of her hands and feet, the rest of the time was spent in meditation, trying to break through the seal in her body... But no matter what she did , can never shake the golden light in the body.

And Purple Pearl's unusually cooperative appearance made Hemingway gradually let go of his guard after a few days, and later thought that her soul power had been sealed, and she couldn't escape in this vast sea.He simply untied the ropes of her hands and feet, allowing her to move freely on the boat.It has been half a month until now.

Hemingway was not afraid of her jumping off the ship and fleeing, because although he seemed to be meditating with his eyes closed most of the day, in fact, he always had a small part of knowledge and knowledge locked on her.So once Zizhuzhu had the idea of ​​running away, he could feel it immediately, and rushed over to subdue her in an instant!

Fortunately, maybe because she knew that she couldn't escape, Zizhuzhu didn't have the idea of ​​running away, and she was always safe and sound, acting as a hostage honestly.

…………

this day.

After half a month of recuperation, Hemingway finally repaired the internal organs damaged by the sound waves, and there was no serious physical problem.It's just that in terms of spirit, not only has it not improved, but it seems to have gotten worse.

This is normal, after all, his spirit has been tense for more than half a month!He didn't even sleep, at most he just closed his eyes and rested his mind, even because he was afraid that he would accidentally fall asleep, he didn't even dare to close his eyes and rest for too long.In such a state, it's no wonder that the mental trauma heals.If there is no deterioration, it is already burning high.

He was able to persist without sleep for half a month, but it was all due to a willpower.

Now that the wounds on the body have been repaired, coupled with the fact that there have been no chasing soldiers for nearly half a month, and the abnormally cooperative appearance of the hostage Purple Pearl.After all, it still made his heart safe for the time being.The thought of taking a break for a while.

And with the rise of this thought, it immediately seemed to cause a chain reaction.The tense string in my mind seemed to be completely broken!

At this moment, Hemingway only felt a surge of tiredness overwhelming him!

"Sleep for a while..."

"I'll just sleep for a while..."

"When you recover a little bit of energy, get up right away..."

"...When I find a safe place, I can rest to my heart's content..."

"...Persist a little longer, I must wake up later, I must wake up..."

In a daze, Hemingway maintained the posture of sitting cross-legged and meditating, and fell into a deep sleep...

Hemingway, who originally planned to sleep for a while, obviously overestimated his willpower.Mental trauma, coupled with the exhaustion of not sleeping for half a month... Once you fall into a dream, how can you wake up just by talking about it?

This surging drowsiness cannot be resisted by willpower alone.

After holding on for half a month, Hemingway still couldn't hold on anymore.The whole person fell into a deep, almost comatose sleep...

At this time, even if someone tied him up, beat gongs and drums in his ears, or even stabbed him dozens of times with a knife casually, cutting off his limbs.He is also determined not to wake up, because this kind of sleep is not normal sleep.Instead, the spirit reached its limit and fainted involuntarily.

His whole body has lost consciousness.

Now he can only be slaughtered by others.