The Sims Begins as a Pirate

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In the blazing wind and waves, Sean was wearing a black and white striped prison uniform, with his cuffs and trouser legs rolled up, and he was walking with Clayton.

His figure was ups and downs, seemingly motionless with the rise and fall of the air waves, and suddenly his fists and feet shook and shot out, creating a circle of air waves.

A large amount of dust rose and fell along with the trampled stones. After a long time, Clayton exhaled and stood upright, slowly finishing his work. Suddenly he was sweating profusely and rising.

"In unarmed skills, grappling is the most ferocious. If you punch someone, unless it penetrates the heart or head, he can still fight back. It is especially dangerous to wild beasts. A dead body still has muscle memory, so it is most vulnerable to injury."

While explaining, Sean showed off a long and narrow scar on his chest, which ran from his left shoulder through his heart and into his right thigh.

That was the most fatal wound he had sustained in his previous fight with a ferocious beast. At that time, he had already blown off the head of the mantis beast. Unexpectedly, the dead body still swung the fatal hand knife, almost splitting him in half.

After that near-death experience, Sean always smashed his opponent to pieces in his subsequent fights before giving up.

"Your fingers are still weak. You have to squeeze the blood in, strengthen, strengthen, and strengthen again. If you don't move, it will stop. If you move, it will force the tendons and cut off the hand, grab its internal organs, and eat them all like a hungry wolf."

Sean stood with his hands behind his back and laughed looking at Clayton who was taller than him.

It has been two years since they reached an agreement with the guards on the second floor two years ago. They have never lacked meat. It is the time for the little guy to grow. The sufficient supply of nutrients allows him to grow rapidly every month. Last year, he surpassed Sean.

"Boss, I've worked very hard. Besides, do you think everyone is as perverted as you?"

Clayton moved his hands and feet, feeling sore.

Since Sean won his first wheel battle with the beast two years ago, the days of Hungry Hell have been getting better and better, and many people are waiting around Sean for some leftovers.

"From today on, you will replace me and win food for everyone." Sean looked at Clayton and said softly. "If a young wolf doesn't see blood, it will never grow up."

Although Sean has made great progress in the past two years, he has never forgotten his original intention.

prison Break.

We must not just be locked up here in this life, wasting time and experience.

He once thought about committing suicide and restarting the game, but he gave up in the end. The purpose of the life simulator was to allow him to break through himself and change his life against the will of heaven again and again.

If you commit suicide to escape when you encounter a problem, let alone a breakthrough, I'm afraid you will only degenerate into a waste in the endless cycle of reincarnation.

"Me? No, it can't be done." Clayton started to retreat when he remembered Sean's miserable appearance every time after a fight.

"Be brave, if you don't go through this, how can you be a man of the sea when you go out!" Sean patted his head encouragingly, just like when the two met for the first time.

Clayton curled his lips and complained: "You still want to go out? Boss Sean, just dream. I think you just want to be lazy and deceive me."

"Hahahahaha."

With Sean laughing, dozens of strong men surrounded them and walked towards the exit on the second floor. The food was almost gone and it was time to restock.

......

The sixth floor of the underwater prison.

Infinite hell.

A silent darkness enveloped the monsters imprisoned here.

The existences that once commanded the wind and rain on the sea and were frightened by the news are now mostly skinny and covered with bruises.

Bata, bah, a burst of footsteps approaching from far away.

Pairs of cloudy eyes suddenly opened following the sound, and there was madness hidden in the dead silence.

There are no normal people here anymore.

Hailoushi's anklet rubbed against the ground, making a harsh noise. The surrounding cells began to become lively, and all kinds of strange laughter came one after another.

"Hey ho ho ho, there's a new guy here."

"Hey hey hey hey, how is the sea now?"

"Hey, new guy, does anyone remember me? I'm Baria the Ogre."

"La la la la la, little heart, come to me, I will love you very much."

The guards banged on the iron door of the cell with iron rods. Not only did they not scare these big pirates, but they made them even more excited.

The sixth floor, infinite hell.

Except when new people come, there is no wind, no light, and even no sound except for themselves.

This is a veritable hell. The people here are dangerous people that the world's governments are unwilling to kill. Everyone was once a hero who moved the wind and rain on the sea.

"This is your cell, go in." The guard led the newcomer to an inner cell, and when he was about to send him in, a voice from the cell next to him suddenly asked: "Roger, are you sure you are dead? "

The new prisoner turned to look.

A man wearing a black and white striped prison uniform poked his head out of the darkness, with lush golden hair hanging casually on his back, and a rudder on his head. This was the once majestic admiral of the Flying Pirates, Golden Lion. Shiki.

A great pirate who was once as famous as Roger and Edward.

"I'm asking you, is Roger dead?" Golden Lion held the prison door with both hands and asked once.

The new prisoner looked at him, shuddered, and swallowed hard.

"Death, death. I went to sea after seeing the execution scene in Rogge Town."

"Jie hahahaha, are you dead? He is indeed a weak person. What a big secret treasure. You guys don't even understand what a real pirate is."

The golden lion laughed loudly, tugging hard on the sea tower stone chain on his feet.

"No, now we are running to the sea to become the next Pirate King." The new prisoner stamped his feet and shouted loudly.

"It's so boring. In this new era, pirates are the rulers of the sea. One day, I will let you understand." After the golden lion finished speaking, he sat in the darkness without looking back and murmured to himself.

"Roger, I'm going to prove you wrong."

The guard pushed the new prisoner into the cell and pounded the prison door again. "Be quiet, who is talking? Stop eating and drinking for a month."

Upon hearing the threat, the imprisoned big pirates gradually calmed down. With their physical strength and vitality, they would not die without food for a month, but it would also consume their little energy and make them lose the ability to fight.

Although the day they were imprisoned in the underwater prison meant that their lives had come to an end.

But what if?

The people who can be locked up here are never fully appointed. What they lack is just an opportunity, and for this opportunity, they can allow the ridicule and threats of those chicken prison guards they have never seen before, and they can endure the jailer beasts. They beat and tortured her from time to time.

Live, work hard, and wait for opportunities.

As the jailer left, the sixth floor fell silent again.

Only a low cutting sound echoed in the empty darkness.

Tear, tear, tear...