The Sims Begins as a Pirate

"Boom, boom, boom"

With waves of heavy heartbeats, the surface of the boiling cauldron was shaken to create circles of ripples.

The guards and guards responsible for the baptism were a little at a loss. To be honest, they were people who had seen the world in this big prison. It was not that they had never seen a big pirate with a bounty of over 4 million or even 5 to million, but these The so-called heroes of the sea, the most powerful ones are just gritting their teeth and enduring silently.

Other little pirates like Sean, who have tens of millions of beli, can't do it without changing their appearance with the blade added to their body.

Today was really an eye-opener. It was obvious that it was about to be cooked, but there was no sound.

"Ah, today is such a beautiful day. I am one step closer to the position of deputy director. Ah! What I said in my heart came out." A man with a pair of small wings on his back and a square horse face walked into the baptism room.

This man was tall and ferocious-looking, wearing an Egyptian pharaoh-style hat, and his belly was bulging like an evil ghost. Because he accidentally spoke the truth, he covered his mouth with both hands, and the long knife he carried fell to the ground beside him.

"Warden Hannibal, you came just in time. This prisoner..."

"Ah, don't talk about these useless topics. It's really hateful. That guy Magellan can sit on the fourth floor and read the newspaper. Why should I come to the first floor alone to receive the pirates? He is such a lazy guy. He should be punished by me. Just replace it.”

"Chief Warden, you have spoken out your heart again." The guards were collectively speechless.

"Ah, what did you just say happened to this prisoner?" Hannibal looked around for the prisoner. "Where is the prisoner? Did he escape?"

"Here." The guards all pointed to the cauldron filled with boiling water.

"Ah, it smells so good. It's already cooked. Pull it up quickly. Ah, I'm so hungry. I really want to eat meat."

The guards quickly sent two people to operate the crane and pull Sean out of the boiling water.

A strong aroma of meat floated around, and Sean was hanging in the air like a big crab with its limbs curled up.

"Die, die." Hannibal and the guards slowly came around and poked Sean's ripe body with their fingers.

Dong Dong, Dong Dong...

The powerful beating of the heart squeezes the remaining blood into the muscles, bone marrow, and brain. Nutrients and oxygen begin to work. The death-defying talent allows him to always escape from the death sickle and save the last breath of life. .

With a vitality of up to 4 points, he can slowly recover as long as he still has a breath. Even if his body has been cooked, most of its functions have lost their function, and it is still running the channels of life tenaciously, slowly and continuously supplying functions.

"Look, warden, he's already like this, what are we going to do?"

Hannibal rubbed his square chin with his hand, thought for a moment and then said: "Since he's not dead yet, don't feed the Neptune type. It will be very troublesome if he runs away. Hey, check how much his bounty is. ?”

"Less than 5000 million Baileys, Warden Hannibal."

Then he should be sent to the second level of beast hell, but this guy can still survive despite being like this. I'm afraid these beasts can't do anything to him. He is a dangerous person. Let's upgrade him to another level.

"Send him to the third level of hunger hell."

Magellan usually works in the Scorching Hell on the fourth level, which is close to the Hungry Hell on the third level. Let this bastard Magellan manage such a dangerous guy.

......

Sean felt that he had had a strange dream. It was hot and uncomfortable at first, but later it turned into a warm and soft dream. This sleep was so solid that he didn't want to wake up.

"Hey, if you don't open your eyes, they're going to tear you apart and eat you." A loud slap came along with the sound. Sean's face hurt, and he opened his eyes instantly.

In front of his blurry eyes was a weak figure holding a dead branch in front of him, blocking the three skinny men from approaching.

Sean frowned and struggled to get up. Although he hadn't figured out where he was going now, he could still tell who was a good person and who was going to be detrimental to him.

He rubbed his fists and wiped off a layer of cooked meat. Regardless of the blood on his hands, he took a step forward and said, "Although I don't know the reason, the murderer must have the consciousness to be killed."

"Then let me educate you on this!"

boom!

In an instant, he stepped on the dry and hot ground, and there was a crisp click. A large pit suddenly appeared in the thick ground, and several cracks spread crookedly.

Sean rose up in vain, like a hungry wolf, and a thunderous wolf howl suddenly sounded in the air.

Ouch~

boom! ! !

Sean took a dozen steps in one leap and punched the man hard in the center of the chest.

Pfft!

A bloody palm came out from the back, grabbing a beating heart.

The other two stood blankly in place.

Sean scratched his heart, and while the blood was flowing, he suddenly punched the person next to him in the head.

He raised his head and spurted out blood, his body flew backwards, landed behind several rock pillars, and slid more than ten meters on the ground before slowly stopping.

He didn't even utter a scream. He was already lying on the ground dying, with blood pouring out of his mouth.

Sean stood there, and with the fierce movement, large pieces of cooked meat were thrown away, and his whole body looked like an evil ghost Shura crawling out of hell.

The half-skull with the flesh hanging on it turned sideways to look at the only person left. The person was so frightened that he trembled all over and hurriedly knelt down on the ground, kowtowing.

"It feels so good to be alive. Boy over there, tell me what's going on now." Sean moved his hands with only phalanges and asked curiously.

"What else could it be? Are you being treated as food by some guy? It's sharper than a dog's nose." The little guy who had just protected Sean threw away the wooden stick and said. "You are so delicious. If I didn't eat human flesh, I would want to take a bite of you."

As he was talking, his stomach growled.

Sean thought about it and recalled it. He really couldn't remember how he got here, but since he was here, he made peace with it and found some food to replenish his energy.

"What's your name?" Sean casually took off the clothes of the prisoner who was still vomiting blood and simply bandaged it for you.

"My name is Klein, don't call me boy, Mr. Deli." Klein tried his best to resist his age and height.

Sean bandaged the wound, rubbed Klein's little head vigorously, and said with a smile: "Okay, Mr. Klein, thank you for your protection just now. It was really brave. In return, I will treat you to a big meal." meal."

"Mr. Cooked Food, do you want to contribute yourself? We are currently on the third floor of the Impel Undersea Prison - Hungry Hell."

"There is no food or water here. In other words, we are each other's food."