One Piece – Thundergod Marine

"...I don't agree with this treatment plan. His illness maintains a balance in a subtle situation. Once it breaks, the end is unpredictable!"

"But letting it go is waiting for death!"

"His internal organs have begun to fail in a large area. If you don't try it, the heart disease will kill him!"

"Professor Li, what do you think?"

"I......"

In the hospital office, a group of experts made a quarrel for a certain teenager. Some suggested risking rescue, while others suggested defending instead of attacking.

But no matter what the idea is, a cruel fact that cannot be changed is.

"With the current world medical standards, it's difficult!"

"is it?"

The middle-aged man nodded as if he had expected it, "Thanks for the doctor."

When he came to the door of the ward, the middle-aged man put his hand on the doorknob, unable to move for a long time.

After a while, he sorted out his emotions and opened the door.

"Yo, Ron! How are you feeling today?"

The atmosphere in the ward was solemn, and it didn't get better with his playful greeting.

Looking at his own son, who bowed his head and said nothing, the middle-aged man's face sank.

"Don't you..."

"He didn't say anything, uncle."

On the hospital bed, Ron put down the comic book in his hand and smiled.

"I just wrote down the medicines I took every day, and then I found some corresponding things in my head based on my memory, and asked him for verification."

The middle-aged man was silent and almost forgot that besides the unreasonable luck, this young man also had the unreasonable mind!

However, for such a promising young man, why must he endure such suffering?

God, are you really fair?

He was given all the talents beyond imagination, but he wanted to take his life back.

"At first, I was curious about what happened to me, because in addition to a small number of anti-cancer targeted drugs, there are some messy things in those medicines."

"Considering that we are not an eight o'clock dog-blood TV series, so the problem can only be found from myself...So, I drew a lottery."

Speaking of this, Ron's expression fell silent: "He died for a lifetime, 29 times in total, and I got all dead lots!"

"Ron, actually..."

The middle-aged man opened his mouth, trying to comfort him, but didn't know what to say. After opening his mouth, he continued to remain silent.

"Don't worry, uncle, I won't give up hope."

On the contrary, Ron was very optimistic and laughed: "Regardless of whether there is a result or not, if even I give up hope, then the efforts of you and the doctor will really be meaningless."

"I don't want to die!"

"So I will try my best to live!"

A month later, the hospital.

With the help of nurses, the skinny Ron was struggling to sit on the pillow. The organ failure had already made him lose his feeding function, especially the heart problem which made him unable to move.

"Help me...turn the page..."

"Let me come!"

The teenager banned Miss Nurse and sat aside, attracting Ron's unhappy eyes.

"In fact, I discovered that you are special since I was a kid, Ron."

"It doesn’t matter if you learn to exercise, you’re smart, strong, and you always have a sense of security. Although sometimes you don’t care about it, there will always be a large group of friends around you...Do you know that you, It puts me under a lot of pressure!"

"That's a lot of nonsense...Turn the page..."

Wow...

The young man was silent, scanned the grinning straw hat on the cover of his eye book, and turned the comic a page.

"Do you remember when we were 7 years old, we went to pick mulberries?"

"Remember...what's wrong?"

"That time you also fell from a tree branch to save me and got a big cut in your arm."

The boy turned the page and said: "The doctor said it will take more than a month to heal the wound that was removed.

Ron: "..."

"What do you want to say..."

"I want to say, I don't care what secrets you have, superpowers or other!"

The boy stopped turning the book and stared at his red eyes: "I'm just you brother, can I not die?!"

"Didn't you say that this is not the life you want? You want to be more challenging...then give me a good life!"

Hearing this, Ron was silent for a long time and smiled.

"Sure enough, you have read too many comics...Second-second illness is also an illness!"

"is it?"

The boy clenched his fists: "Only this time, I don't want to be said by you!"

Two months later, the hospital.

Looking at the shriveled body in the hospital bed, the middle-aged man signed the critical illness notice with trembling fingers.

Looking at the painful teenager, the middle-aged man patted him on the shoulder.

"You have an exam tomorrow, so go back first."

"No, I won't go!"

"go back!"

The middle-aged man glared at him and said inconclusively.Speaking of this, he sighed: "If Ron is still conscious, he certainly doesn't want to die in front of you, you don't understand."

"I know."

The boy bit his lip, turned and left slowly.

When he walked away, the middle-aged man sat on a stool, his eyes swept across Ron's skinny face.

"Until the end, did you still use human nature to suppress instinct? Ron."

A gust of wind blew by, and the air became solidified.

"You should feel it too, in fact, you are not sick at all...you are just hungry and have not eaten for too long."

Crackling!

Suddenly, as his voice fell, the light bulbs in the ward flickered and the light and shadow flickered.

A layer of black mist slowly emerged from Ron, rushing towards the middle-aged man like a poisonous snake, but at a critical juncture, this layer of black mist stopped moving and was restrained in place by an unknown force.

Regardless of the immediate crisis, the middle-aged man took out his cigarette in silence and lit it.

"It's not the food we eat every day, what you need is the soul!"

Living soul, living soul!

"Many, many years ago, this world suffered a crisis of extinction. An extraterritorial demon descended here, turning the earth into a sea of ​​blood, and the sky was covered with scorched smoke."

"I can't bear to be stunned. The ancestor and his companions used the soul as a guide to defeat the demon and sealed it in a baby...The demon outside the territory cannot be killed, it can only be sealed.

"However, human life has a limit. Once the container dies, although the demon will die for a short time, it will soon be resurrected in the outside world... So every few decades, we must find a new bearable seal Of babies repeat this process, over and over again for thousands of years."

"And the container of this life is you!"

Following the words of the middle-aged man, suddenly, the black mist on Ron's body was suspended out of thin air, forming a strange face.

The expression on that face kept changing, even his looks.

These are all children who have served as sealed containers for thousands of years. After their deaths, the demon detained the souls of these people in order to retaliate and prevent them from exceeding their lives.

Looking at the black fog, the middle-aged man's expression sank: "I thought that the seal for so many years has completely wiped out your magical thoughts. After all, you haven't seen a runaway in more than ten years...It is really a disguise. ?"

The demon didn't speak, but smiled on the side of the side.

"It seems...you are almost as weak as you are! In the Age of Doom, you can't even break the aura of this little guy's body guard."

Thousands of years of seals have allowed every container to gain a lot of merit. Even if it does not practice, this massive amount of merit and aspiration will form a body protection aura on the container to help them suppress the demon.

But this kind of passive aura is not worth mentioning to the Heavenly Demon in its peak period. It often runs violently, but now it can't even make a sound, showing its weakness.

After smoking a cigarette in silence, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief: “So, it’s time to end this nightmare and let the tragedy never repeat itself.”

The Pirate's Navy Thor

The Pirate's Navy Thor