One Piece's Gluttony

When Chen Mo woke up, his face was pale, and the burning wound on his back was still aching. He raised his head and found that he was in a dungeon with earth walls on three sides. An iron door in front blocked everyone's hope of escape.

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In the cage of more than ten square meters, in addition to him and the two people who were in the same cage before, there were five children aged 12 or 13. They looked different from Chen Mo and others. They felt like they were in the same cage.

It feels like I have been here for a long time.

"Well, I would like to ask, why do you know we are locked up here?" Chen Mo endured the pain and asked the five people in front of him.

"This is a Colosseum. We were all captured and killed each other for the entertainment of the nobles above. Before you came, there were ten people in this cage. Now there are only five of us left. We only have a winning streak.

It takes 100 games to get out, but that's impossible." said a boy with a centipede-like scar on his face.

"You mean this is a Colosseum, what will happen to those who fail?" Chen Mo asked.

"What do you think? Of course you are dead, have a good rest! Your first battle will be in seven days. I hope you can die soon, because even if you survive, there will be 99 battles ahead." Hahahahaha, boy.

He looked broken and laughed wildly.

The atmosphere inside the entire cage was extremely low. Chen Mo stood up and looked outside. They were not the only cells in the entire dungeon. At a glance, there were probably more than 100 cells.

Each person in the cage has a characteristic, their faces are full of despair, no one knows when they will die?

Chen Mo also sat down in despair. No, I want to live. I have already died once, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

Chen Mo forced himself to calm down and thought about how to get out. Under the current situation, there were only two ways to get out.

The first one is that I take the initiative to reveal some information. According to the memory of the original person, the time I am currently in is 1492 in the Hainan calendar. At this time, Gol D. Roger has not yet become the Pirate King, and Luffy and others have not yet become the Pirate King.

He was not born, which means that the gold on the sky island is still there, and the Thunder Fruit, known as the strongest natural devil fruit, has not been eaten in Enero at this time.

The second method is to escape from prison. According to the information just obtained, there is a seven-day buffer period between each battle. As long as you survive during this period, improve your strength, and then find a way to escape from prison.

The second one was obviously much more difficult than the first one, but Chen Mo just thought about it for a while, then gave up the first idea and chose the second one.

The first method can be said to be betting on luck, betting on whether the pirates believe him and how they will treat him after they believe him? He would rather put his life in his own hands than put his life in other people's hands.

Time passed by minute by minute, and during this period, the guard brought food.

It was still the sticky stuff, so Chen Mo stepped forward, picked up a plate, and wolfed it down.

An extremely small stream of heat spread out on his body, repairing his injuries. Not only that, but also improving his physical quality. Although it was only a very small amount, it was still improved.

Chen Mo had already discovered this on the boat when he was eating for the second time. This was also the confidence that gave him the courage to choose the second option.

It's a pity that no one chose not to eat this time. Everyone ate the food on the plate very greedily, not even wanting to let go of any leftovers.

Chen Mo did not choose to exercise on the first day, but went to bed early. After all, the wounds on his body had not completely healed.

In the early morning, a faint ray of sunshine shone into the dungeon. Chen Mo looked at the ray of sunshine and thought, I must live. Since God has given me a chance to be reborn, even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire ahead, I will flatten him step by step.

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Chen Mo stood up abruptly and put his whole body into a horse stance.

Grasp the ground with your toes, straighten your waist, move your waist down, raise your hands flat, and look forward!

The remaining people in the cage also woke up, and they mocked Chen Mo: "Stop struggling, we will definitely not survive, enjoy the rest of the time!"

Chen Mo ignored them, just like a rock, as motionless as a mountain.

Thirty seconds, one minute, five minutes, Chen Mo's breathing began to become rapid, his whole body was sweating, and his legs felt extremely sore and trembling. Time passed slowly.

No more, he couldn't hold on any longer. He collapsed on the ground, breathing heavily. Unfortunately, there was no clock in this cell. He could only determine the approximate flow rate of time through his own mental calculations. I should have persisted for about seven days.

Minutes!

Chen Mo rested for a while, then lay on the ground, straightened his legs, opened and bent his hands, and began to do push-ups, one, ten, fifty. His arms were already extremely sore, and he relied on his will to hold on.

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Chen Mo, you can do it. You have to break through your limits. His arms were like sieves, trembling.

The clothes on his back were already soaked, his hair was wet with sweat, and large beads of sweat dripped on the ground. Every drop of sweat marked the increase in the boy's physical fitness.

Push-ups are the best way to reflect a person's physical fitness. They require the close cooperation of muscle groups in the arms, chest, abdomen, buttocks and legs. This can detect almost every part of the body, and it can be said that the strength of the whole body can be exerted.

All trained.

"One hundred blows."

Bang, Chen Mo's whole body fell directly to the ground. He reached his limit. This time he really reached his limit. Even if he persisted, he would feel unbearable pain even if he moved his fingers.

Lying on the cold steel plate with my face lying there, I couldn't even move.

Chen Mo squirmed like a snail and struggled to sit up, breathing heavily. He knew that his body had reached its limit.

His whole body was wet, sweat stuck to his clothes, and there was a stench. Chen Mo came to the only faucet in the cell. The cold water made his whole body feel extremely comfortable.

After simply flushing the water, Chen Mo moved his arms and shook them briefly before feeling a slight pain. There was no other way. It seemed that he had to do it step by step. He relaxed his hands and lay quietly on the ground.

After a while, the guard in the cell brought breakfast over, but it was still the same sticky mess.

Chen Mo picked up the plate. His arms were so swollen that he couldn't even pick up the food. He could only choose to put the plate on the ground, stretch his head forward, and devour the food in front of him like a puppy. A stream of heat flowed from it.

It spreads out in the body and repairs the aches and pains all over the body.

Chen Mo waved his arms. Although he could still feel a little pain, it was much better than before. He lay flat on the ground and fell asleep.

At noon, Chen Mo finished swallowing the food, and the heat generated by it made his body's soreness disappear. He started a new round of exercise, seven minutes of horse walking, 100 push-ups, until he

He lay exhausted on the ground.

"Give up your struggle, so what if you can win against us? After twenty consecutive wins, you will be assigned to the adult group. You will definitely die by then, so you'd better enjoy your afterglow!" said a man in the corner.

The man with black hair said to Chen Mo.

"You mean, after we win twenty games in a row, we will be assigned to the adult group." Chen Mo lay on the ground and looked up at him and asked.

"Yes, those people are different from us. They are ruthless and murderous demons. Under their hands, you have no hope of survival, so give up!" the black-haired man advised.

"How is it possible to give up? Anyway, you will die anyway. If you persist, there is still a glimmer of hope for survival."

"Oh, I'm stubborn."