The Sims Begins as a Pirate

[Age 0, you were born on Moloch Island on the Grand Line. Because you were born with a disability and could not have children, your parents abandoned you. 】

[When you were 1 year old, a group of wild wolves found you abandoned. Because you looked cute, the female wolf decided to adopt you, and you survived. 】

[At the age of 5, you were raised by wolves as a smart boy, which made you strong and look like an adult. 】

[At the age of 8, you discovered your specialness for the first time. You were injured in a fight the day before and recovered naturally the next day. You began to train yourself more and more oppressively. After all, not only did you not have a woman, you also had no money. 】

[At the age of 11, this year you easily defeated the wolf king and became the manager of this wolf pack. However, you have already reached the top and feel more and more boring, and you start to daydream about farther places. 】

[At the age of 14, you bid farewell to the wolves, set sail to the sea, and continued to move forward into the distance. 】

[At the age of 16, your reputation as a desperate Saburo began to spread on the sea. As your vitality became more and more vigorous, you began to challenge your own limits. Pirates worth 2000 million Baileys began to become your bounty in batches. 】

[At the age of 17, you conquered a naval base in the East China Sea. The commander of this base has been secretly supporting a slave-catching team. The locals dared to be angry but dare not speak out. You became a hero in their eyes, and for the first time, you had a reward amount. : 3200 million Baileys. 】

[At the age of 18, you were defeated and were seriously injured and captured by the elite Navy Rear Admiral Ghost Spider. You were sent to the undersea prison for detention. On the escort ship, you heard the news of the execution of the Pirate King Goldo Roger and you were greatly shocked. 】

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"Get up quickly if you're still alive. The escort ship won't wait for you. You scum at sea should really go feed the sea kings."

Along with a roar, Sean slowly opened his eyes.

It was as if his body had just been crushed into pieces, mixed with some fleeting memory fragments and stuffed into this body. The stagnant time around him started to flow again. A gust of sea breeze blew by, and the salty fragrance mixed with the stench of blood entered the nasal cavity. , bringing Sean's divergent thoughts back to reality.

He is alive again.

The memory of the previous 18 years was like a third person watching a blurry movie. He shook hands vigorously, and powerful muscles continued to emerge. Sean felt that he had never been so strong. He carefully recalled the fighting scenes in his memory, and combined with muscle memory, countless The tricks and techniques are as easy to copy as if they were picked at your fingertips.

"I'm Sean, I should be escorting the ship now."

boom!

An unexpected kick hit Sean's head hard, kicking him away. The knife wound on his chest that was close to healing immediately oozed blood.

"You're talking about the three-headed wolf who is desperate. I think it's bullshit. It's just a waste of time." The vice admiral on the escort ship retracted his raised foot and said contemptuously.

Sean, who was kicked away, spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm mixed with blood, rubbed his somewhat loose gums, and said nothing.

The guards of the Undersea Prison stepped forward, replaced a set of handcuffs on him, and escorted him into this hell on earth, which is said to have iron walls that will never be broken.

"Let me go, I'm guilty, and I'm willing to pay for my crime and make meritorious service."

"I have treasures, and I will give them all to you. Let me go, let me go."

"Woooooooooooo."

"You are the lackeys of the World Government. I will not let you go even if I die."

"Don't come here."

Just after entering through the connection, bursts of curses or crying sounds came loudly. Rows of prison guards stood on both sides with guns. The first batch of pirates had already entered the baptismal room one after another.

In front of Sean was a cold-faced man with a scar on his face. He turned a blind eye to the noise around him and was still in the mood to tease Sean back. "We have long heard about the power that the big prison has against us. Don't look at the names these guys are calling Huanshi. In fact, compared to the real big prison, they are just appetizers."

Sean thought about the plot carefully. The prison was divided into six floors. Different prisoners were imprisoned according to the degree of threat. There were also various punishment methods. Whether it was a scorching hell or an extremely cold hell, it was a place where people could not survive.

"I don't want to stay in there all my life." Sean said to himself.

According to the plan of this life simulator, each of his new lives follows the timeline of his last death. If he had been imprisoned here, he would have to wait until Wang Lufei made a big fuss in the prison 20 years later before he could leave. Then he, The identity of a prophet is wasted.

"Don't think about it. This big prison has never been breached since the day it was built." Scarface, who was walking in front, heard Sean's whisper and poured cold water on it.

It was useless to think too much, Sean followed the crowd into the baptismal room.

The so-called baptism is to strip off the newly entered criminals and pirates' clothes, hang them up with a boom and put them into a cauldron filled with boiling water, and use high temperatures to destroy all bacteria and toxins on their bodies.

As long as you think about having 100-degree boiling water rolled over your body, you will know how powerful this attack is, which is called baptism but is actually torture.

Only those who survive are worthy of being imprisoned. As for the dead, they can have extra meals in the second level of beast hell.

Soon, Sean saw with his own eyes the cruelty of this baptism.

Scarface, who was in front of him, stripped off his clothes and hung on top of the cauldron. His face was distorted in the boiling steam. It was as if he understood what he was about to face for the first time, and he spoke loudly and inhumanly. The howl turned into bursts of short whimpers as it fell into the boiling water with a splash.

"Wow----"

He struggled hard and splashed boiling water everywhere. As he drank the water, his struggle gradually became weaker.

As the sound completely disappeared, Scarface was pulled out of the water.

The originally ferocious-looking pirate now had more air coming out and less air coming in. His skin was as red as a cooked prawn. There were many blisters everywhere. His hair fell off in pieces, and his mouth and esophagus were damaged by drinking hot liquid. The water was boiling and his skin was torn open, saliva was dripping down unconsciously, his eyes were rolled, his limbs were twitching, and it was full of indescribable terror, which was much scarier than his previous scar face.

The two jailers removed Scarface and threw it aside, then took the sling and tied up Sean's hands.

Facing the scalding cauldron of boiling water, Sean, who has been born for three generations, still wanted to shout loudly to embolden himself, but when he opened his mouth, the anger came out of the Dantian, and the shouting turned into a roar. Sean suddenly felt full of strength and courage. Not only did the boiling water so close away not only eliminate the fear, but also gave rise to some expectation.

An expectation to conquer everything and challenge oneself.

Blessed with his soul, Sean suddenly realized that his current state should be the result of the two talents he had chosen before. He just didn't know whether it was Death Resistance or Natural Warrior that played a role.

When the jailer saw Sean, not only did he not cry in fear like ordinary people, he actually dared to glare at him and roar, and slowly immersed Sean in the boiling water with interest until his head was submerged.

The boiling water soaked every inch of his body meticulously. The soaking time was longer than that of other prisoners, so Sean's skin began to turn red and crack. Blood spurted out, mixed with the scent of meat and spread out.

Sean had a feeling of pain and joy during the whole process. It was amazing. As the boiling water flowed into his mouth and esophagus and then into his stomach, the burning sensation made him dizzy for a while. However, his talent for resisting death made him feel as if he was in the middle of the whole scene. The dream is as blurry as it is, there is pain but it never goes beyond the limit.

As a series of gurgling bubbles emerged, there was no other movement in the boiling cauldron.

Sean curled up in the boiling water, as if he had returned to his baby state.

The heart beats slower and slower, heavy and shocking.