One Piece: Turning Fruit

Chapter 148 I'm Actually Rain's Reincarnation
In fact, there is nothing bad about the days above the mast. The panoramic sunroof, super high vision, and vast sea make people feel proud.

In any case, it should be a five-star experience.

Of course, if Allen hadn't been hung on the mast to be dried in the sun.
Licking his chapped lips, Allen prayed for a little saliva to moisten his lips.

But Alan, who has not eaten or drank water for many days, has excess water in his body.

It's just wasting your energy in vain.

The sun above the head became more and more dazzling, and the hot temperature shrouded the entire sea, baking the sea water, but the rising water vapor was still warm.

The entire sea area seems to have become a huge steamer.

The oncoming heat wave made it difficult to even breathe.

No one likes to be directly exposed to the high heat of baking in this kind of weather.

Except for Allen who was tied to the mast.

Thanks to Allen's actions in the past few days, the shoulders have begun to become inflamed.

It even started to turn black and gradually rot.

The bones visible to the naked eye are just exposed in the air.

But what is even more desperate is that above the sky, several unknown birds are constantly pursuing the route of the Rocky Pirates.

Their goal is Allen above the mast.

This group of smart beasts keenly sensed the growing weakness in Alan's body.

As long as Allen completely loses consciousness, he will rush up and eat him up.

They will not give up such an easily available food.

But Allen's efforts these days were not in vain.

As the shoulders have begun to rot, and Allen has been constantly moving these days, the long knife that was fixed firmly on the shoulder blade has now begun to loosen.

It's not that the long knife is loose, but that there are no extra tight muscles on Allen's shoulders to fix the long knife.

Now as long as Allen wants to, he can get away at any time.

The hemp rope tied around the wrist is not a problem, don't forget, Alan still has a secret weapon.

The reason why Allen is still not moving is that he is waiting for something to happen that is about to appear.

He knew in his heart that in terms of his current state, even if he broke free, so what.

The body that has not eaten and drank water for many days has long been exhausted, coupled with the wound on the shoulder.

In this half-dead state, how long can he drift at sea.

In the end, it was inevitable to die.
So. He's waiting for a chance.
Feeling the humidity of the air in the sea breeze, looking at the clouds in the distance, Allen quietly waited for the results of his observations over the years.

He can only rely on his own experience now
In the blink of an eye, evening came
Looking at the gradually gloomy and dark clouds above the sky, Allen grinned and glanced at the crew members retreating back into the cabin in twos and threes below, Allen slowly closed his eyes.

Depressing his breath and increasing his breathing rate, Allen seemed to be in a state of suspended animation.

And its purpose is self-evident.

It was because of the beasts who had been staring at him.

The ghost knows how long Allen endured.

As early as when these beasts were circling the Rocky Pirates, Allen had already aimed at them.

Flying birds, food, replenishing stamina
If Allen hadn't been worried about being spotted by the crew, he would have already spoken.

Above this sea, the roles between hunter and prey have never been so clear.
But today, after several days of patience, it finally reached the stage of closing the net.

As the raindrops that had accumulated for a long time fell slowly, there were no other active people on board except for a few crew members who were on guard.

Above the sky, the hovering birds noticed Alan's current state.

Slowly lowered his flying height, and finally landed on the mast.

The birds did not approach rashly, shaking their wings and jumping around on the mast, wanting to confirm whether Allen was really dead.

Such an action will not cause any reaction from Allen.

He closed his eyes tightly, but his domineering aura had been quietly activated.

"Looking" at the birds around him, Allen even extended his breathing rate to a limit.

At this time, Allen's breathing rate will never exceed ten times per minute.

To deal with this group of greedy but cautious birds, Allen must be more cautious than them, any failure will alarm these birds.

Otherwise, when they come next time, they may really be able to taste Allen's body

"Come on, come here quickly! The delicious carrion is waiting for you," Allen said silently.

Looking at a few flying birds cautiously shortening the distance, Allen is like an experienced hunter, quietly waiting for the food to come to the door automatically.

There has never been a lack of boldness in a group.

This is the case with this bird, shaking its rain-soaked feathers, the bird slowly approached Allen, and lightly pecked Allen's arm with its beak.

Still no response.

Allen knew that now was not a suitable time to do it.

If you want to eat food, you must pay absolute patience.

He continued to wait.

And over there...
Seeing that Alan didn't respond, this kind of feedback made the bird gradually bold, and slowly let go of his guard.

Bounced and landed on Allen's elbow.

Pay close attention to Alan's expression, as long as he finds anything wrong, the bird can escape quickly.

A moment later
Seeing that Alan still didn't attack at such a distance, the bird completely let go of its guard.

Stretching out his long and narrow beak, he greedily pecked at the carrion on Allen's shoulder, eager to enjoy the delicious food close at hand.

but.
Greedy people will eventually pay the price for their actions.

Accompanied by a deafening thunder, a bolt of lightning briefly pierced the darkness.

Allen attacked suddenly, opened his mouth and bit the neck of the prey that was stretching out to taste the delicious food, and the flock of birds suddenly dispersed.

Only his greedy companion was left struggling needlessly.

With the strength of the chewing muscles, the bird gradually lost its breath, and warm blood flowed in.

Allen couldn't care less about anything else.

Holding Asuka's body between his jaws, he began to chew.

A moment later
One or two feathers stuck to Allen's face, and fell to the deck as the rain washed away.

After Allen finished his meal, he opened his mouth and swallowed the heavy rain that saved his life.

Food shortages are bearable, but if there is no water, death is really not far away.

(End of this chapter)