Marine’s Thunder God of One Piece

Half a month later, in the eastern part of Hell Island, in the lava field.

A flaming lizard climbed up from under the charred tree trunk and shook its head to get out of here. But at this time, a big hand stretched out from behind it and pinched it tightly with lightning speed. Then the owner of the fist stretched out his thumb and put it on its neck!

Click!

Afterwards, the owner didn't deal with it, and threw it directly into his mouth, chewed it crunchly, and swallowed blood... In this lava field, any trace of water is precious!

"This is the lava field, everyone be careful... Although there are no monsters that are too strong, the natural disasters of volcanoes are more terrifying than monsters!"

This person is Quinn Dongte. Compared with half a month ago, he is undoubtedly a little more wild now.

The clothes on his body have long been collected and processed, used as bandages and woven. Cloth is a very important material here. Although the comfort level is much higher than the fur that has not yet dissipated the stench, as the team leader, he can't just enjoy it, but to lead everyone to live as the ultimate goal.

Dongte never imagined that he would one day accept a life of not taking a bath for half a month, swallowing lizards, and drinking blood. As the eldest son of the Quin family, he has never endured hardship since he was a child. But in just half a month, he got used to it.

Hell Island told him the rules of survival here.

If you don't want to die, just do it...

As Dongte gave orders, the companions nodded silently, and according to their respective tasks, began to search for a clean cave and prepare dinner.

It's not that they are not interested in talking, but in this area, there is a blind strange bird with very powerful hearing!

They are warm enough to ignite trees, come and go like the wind, and fly like a living firestorm. One of the companions was taken away by it because he spoke too loudly. It was the first time that the team had attritioned. Although there was no second time, the scene of their companions being pierced by sharp claws through their shoulders and mourning away had a great impact on them.

"Dongte, although the area where the magma flows is safe, the air is poisonous and the water source is insufficient..."

A person walked over to report in a low voice.

"Have you run out of rain last time?"

"There is only one barrel left, and it will last for three days at most..."

"Well, let me think about it..."

Dongte sighed melancholy and spat out the chewed straw in his mouth. Grass juice, although bitter, is a good hydration.

Before actually stepping in, who would have thought that this seemingly fertile virgin forest would have so little edible food! Mushrooms on tree trunks are poisonous; roots in soil are poisonous; small animals caught by traps are still poisonous! The whole jungle is piled up with poison and fire!

And fresh water resources are occupied by several powerful beasts, it is difficult to drink water!

Dongte now has to consider all aspects of the problem. The survival pressure of a group of people has accumulated on him, making him a little breathless.

or……

give up?

When you go back, you will have delicious food and drink, you will have a warm big bed to sleep in, you don’t have to fight with wild animals, you don’t have to walk on the road every day, you don’t have to worry about it, you don’t have to…

Do not!

Absolutely not! !

Boom! !

Suddenly, Dongte smashed his fist into the semi-solidified magma in front of him, and the pain struck, and his confused eyes instantly became sober.

Under the terrified gaze of his companions, he raised his severely scalded fist and said with a grim face, "We must grab a water source! Otherwise, everyone will die!!"

As soon as these words came out, the air was quiet for a while, and then, a strong murderous aura rose up!

Everyone lowered their voices and roared.

"Yes!!"

...

Similar situations can be seen all over Hell Island, like the predicament Dongte faces. The volcanoes erupting on time every day, the never-ending fighting on the ice sheets, the thunderstorms with dense forests,

All of them are squeezing the physical and mental limits of this group of recruits.

They drank blood, they smeared feces all over their bodies and even their lips to avoid pursuit, they gnawed at each other with beasts for a bite of food...

For, just to live!

Now that half a month has passed, the most difficult time has come.

The tense nerves are overwhelmed, and everyone is faced with difficult choices all the time... Should you grit your teeth and persevere, or give up and return?

...

East Coast cave, naval station.

In the open space, the flying squirrel was half naked, slashing down with a serious sword. From hard workouts, maintain your fighting power.

He is a veteran who became a lieutenant general of the headquarters 30 years ago, and a veteran of the Navy's top ten! He knows that he has no hope of breaking through in this life, but as long as justice still needs him, he is ready to go to the battlefield at any time!

"drink!"

Another sword slashed down, and the flying squirre suddenly stopped, turned his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Yes! Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel..."

The visitor was a navy colonel who was in charge of monitoring the recruits who were training on the island. Of course, they are not the security measures of the recruits, they are just a group of indifferent spectators, recording what the recruits do every day, and then making statistical evaluations.

after all……

Too dangerous!

Even if the recruits are found to be in danger of life, no one can rush to rescue them, and they can only rely on themselves.

And surveillance is not in all aspects. The dangerous environment on the island makes it difficult for the phone bugs, known for their hard work, to survive. At most, they set up a small number of surveillance phone bugs in relatively safe areas on the periphery of the island, and it often took several days to see the recruits appearing on the screen once. Deeper places and certain dangers cannot be detected.

The colonel came to report at this time, because after half a month, someone finally broke away from the periphery and entered a blank dark forest.

"Oh? Which brat is so daring? Haven't the creatures on the periphery made them suffer enough?"

The flying squirrel was a little curious. Hell Island was a place of life and death that even strong men like him were quite afraid of. The beastmasters on the periphery alone were enough for the recruits to deal with.

You must know that each beastmaster has the power of 3000 Dao force value!

Not to mention the various monsters that live in the hinterland and central areas of the island!

Except for the death of one person on the third day of departure, no attrition was detected for so long in the following period. It is conceivable that this group of little guys should have understood this long ago, right?

"Uh...this..."

The colonel hesitated, paused for a moment, and said, "It's Ron... He came out of the canyon, and then we found out that he had left the outer area."

"It was him!"

The flying squirrel knew why the colonel hesitated, because Ron was too powerful! In this world where the strong are respected, it would be a shame not to be called Colonel.

There are few monsters in the barren forest area, but the most powerful ones. The lightning in the sky is even more fatal. It is a real forbidden area for life!

To be honest, since Hell Island replaced Thor Island as the designated location for survival training, no recruits have successfully conquered the deserted forest area for so many years.

Smog, a natural smoke fruit capable person who has received much attention in the past few years, is only lingering on the periphery of the desolate forest, and he does not dare to go deep.

But according to the few phone bugs they had seen, those monsters that used to be enough to pick a group of recruits could only be reduced to food to be chased in front of Ron. Especially on the second day of departure, he was so hungry that he snatched a piece of meat from the mouth of the gregarious wolf, and twitched the corner of the flying squirrel's mouth.

The deserted forest like the Jedi of life and death is completely a playground for Ron!

What terrifying power is this? !

Not to mention new recruits, even many long-established admirals can't be as light as Ron.

Later, in order to catch up with the fleeing Thunder Beetle, he fell into the abyss and disappeared.

The flying squirrel knew that Ron would not fall to his death, but when he would come out is unknown, I didn't expect...

"Wait! He actually came out?!"

Flying Squirrel's eyes widened for a moment: "The deepest point of the abyss canyon is only 1,300 meters, and the underground cave is only less than 2,000 meters... He never thought about climbing out? What did he eat and drink in the past two weeks? ?"

"Uh……"

The colonel was taken aback and replied: "According to the picture of the phone bug we placed in the deepest part, Ron came out with the larvae of the thunder mosquito in his mouth. Although he quickly ran behind the stone and had diarrhea, he was in good spirits. ."

Thunder Mosquito Cubs...

Isn't that maggots? !

Is that stuff edible?

Although the poison is not as strong as the thunder mosquito, it is also highly poisonous!

and many more……

The flying squirrel suddenly twitched at the corners of his mouth, remembering some descriptions about Ron in the documentation. In addition to the clichés such as talent, perseverance, and contribution, there is such a thing.

"...has an extremely terrifying recovery ability, as long as the energy provided by the food is sufficient, most fatal injuries can be ignored!"

This is a report from Zefa. Once he saw Ron's rib inserted into his internal organs and was half dead, and then he straightened the rib, and after half a day, the shit was gone!

Now it seems that this information can be added: "It can even decompose toxins with self-healing ability, reducing or eliminating toxin reactions."

Um?

How did Ron's bone get inserted into his gut?

The benevolent sees the benevolent and the wise sees the wisdom...

"It's... a monster!!"

The flying squirrel smashed his mouth and shook his head with a wry smile: "Forget it, leave him alone. That kid is even more perverted than Kuzan and the other three guys, he can't die!"

"Well, I see it too..."

At this moment, there was a commotion outside, and the flying squir turned his head to see that a humanoid creature covered in tatters and blood stains walked into the cave from the stairs, and then fell to the ground.

"Quick! The medics are preparing for surgery, and the internal organs are bleeding!"

Seeing this scene, the flying squirrel closed his eyes: "Have you started yet?"