Douluo: Take the First Poseidon’s Nine Tests

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."

Placing the tray on the table next to Purple Pearl, Hemingway crouched down and untied the rope tied to her hand so she could eat by herself. Then he took out the flint and lit the oil lamp that came with the cabin.

The cabin that has become dim, this is more light!

The boat the two of them are on now has nothing to eat except the necessary living equipment. 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. It's kind of crooked.

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 flesh ball to pop the salt out of the sea. It's just a little more troublesome to do so.

Zi Pearl, whose hands were untied, remained silent, just rubbed the place where she was bound by the rope, and then moved her feet that were still bound, and sat on the chair obediently, looking at the simple smoked fish on the tray. , and the small bowl of fresh water. I feel a little disgusted in my heart, when has she eaten this kind of thing?

But there is no way. Now that he is a prisoner, it is good to have food. Purple Pearl understands very well that this is not the place where she can play the eldest lady's temper. This man didn't have the gentleness he imagined, and it really annoyed him, and he didn't know what he would do.

Hemingway, who had thought that he would have to work hard to force her to eat it, was a little surprised when he saw Zizhuzhu honestly grabbing the big piece of fish and eating it in small bites. This woman is a bit interesting...

He slowly found a place in the cabin to sit cross-legged, Hemingway closed his eyes, and silently began to meditate again... To be honest, he is in a very bad state right now, his spirit is traumatized, and his internal organs are also severely injured. The state can be said to be extremely bad!

Originally, the best thing he should do now is to go to sleep and slowly recover from the trauma in his sleep, but now there are chasing soldiers, so that Hemingway dare not fall asleep at all. For fear that he would fall asleep, when he woke up again, he found that he had been tied up and locked in a cage.

This is intolerable to him, so how dare Hemingway sleep until he can be sure of his own safety. At most, close your eyes and rest your mind, or use meditation to restore your soul power... The whole person is just relying on a tyrannical physique to hold on.

The six years of gravity training on the deserted island not only honed Hemingway's will, but also gave him a body with indomitable tenacity and amazing endurance!

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Purple Pearl nibbled at the flesh of the fish while secretly observing the white-haired boy not far away with his eyes closed. 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, which was only seasoned with a little salt. She covered her mouth lightly, feeling a little nauseated. He was cared for by his father, who was the pirate king, since he was a child. Where did Purple Pearl eat such crude things? Totally forcing myself to eat it.

Aware that she was a little nauseated, Zi Pearl quickly picked up the small bowl and drank the fresh water in it. Qingquan entered his throat, finally suppressing the nausea.

"call……"

Taking a long breath, Zi Pearl quietly glanced at the white-haired boy who was still closing his eyes, then looked at the rope tied to his feet, and hesitated for a moment. In the end, he didn't move the rope, just moved his footsteps 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 as if he was going to sleep.

The white-haired boy was still sitting cross-legged, silent. Like falling into a deep state of cultivation,

This time seems to be the best time to sneak attack, or escape. But Zizhuzhu would not think that the young man would be so careless, and now that her soul power is sealed, she is a weak woman who is not as good as ordinary people. In this boundless sea, where can she escape to?

Thinking of this, Purple Pearl sighed in her heart. 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 small movements were all caught in the eyes of Hemingway, who turned on the domineering and domineering, but he did not reveal it. Instead, she pretended not to know, and let her work hard. Anyway, with her strength, it is impossible to break the seal formed by the armed color no matter what. It's better to give her a little hope, let her work hard on her own, don't come to trouble herself, and Hemingway will burn high incense.

After all, his current state is really bad... he doesn't have too much energy to be on guard against her at all times.

Time just passed by quietly...

Half a month has passed.

These days, apart from the need to get up and adjust the direction of the sails due to the change in the wind direction, Hemingway spent the rest of the time either closing his eyes and resting, or meditating to run his soul power and repair his injuries. He didn't even dare to sleep, for fear that if he fell asleep, when he woke up again, he would have lost his personal freedom.

In comparison, Purple Pearl, who is a hostage, has lived a very nourishing life these days. It is time to eat and sleep. He cooperated very well with him and did not make any drastic actions. Except for the occasional need to go to the toilet on the ship to solve the physiological problems, the last resort can only blushed and let him untie the ropes of his hands and feet, the rest of the time is to meditate hard, trying to break the seal in the body... But no matter what she does , can never shake the golden light in the body.

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

Hemingway was not afraid of her jumping off the boat and running away, because he seemed to close his eyes and meditate most of the day, but in fact he always had a small part of what he saw and was locked on her. So once Zizhu had the idea of ​​running away, he could feel it immediately, and he rushed over to subdue her in an instant!

Fortunately, perhaps because she knew that she couldn't escape, Zi Zhenzhu had no idea of ​​running away, she always acted peacefully and acted as a hostage.

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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. Only mentally, not only did it not improve, but it seemed to get worse.

This is normal, after all, for more than half a month, his spirit has been tense! I haven't even slept before, at most I closed my eyes and rested, and even because I was afraid that I would accidentally fall asleep, I didn't even dare to close my eyes and rest for too long. In such a state, it's no wonder that mental trauma can get better. If there is no deterioration, it is already burning high incense.

He was able to persist without sleeping for half a month, but it was only by force of will.

Now that the wounds on the body have been repaired, the calm and peaceful situation that has not been pursued for nearly half a month, and the unusually cooperative appearance of the hostage Purple Pearl. After all, he still made his heart feel safe for now. The idea of ​​taking a break for a while.

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

At this moment, Hemingway only felt an overwhelming sense of tiredness coming from the sky!

"Sleep a while..."

"I'm going to sleep for a while..."

"When I recover a little bit of energy, I'll get up immediately..."

"...When I find a safe place, I can rest as much as I like..."

"...Hold on a little longer, you must wake up later, you must wake up..."

In a daze, Hemingway maintained the posture of sitting and meditating, and his spirit fell into a deep sleep...

Hemingway, who was only going 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 asleep, how can you get up when you talk about it?

This turbulent drowsiness cannot be resisted by will alone.

After half a month, Hemingway couldn't hold on. The whole person fell into a deep, almost coma sleep...

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

He was completely unconscious.

Now he can only be slaughtered by others.