Chapter 38

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 as soup.

"Eat."

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

The cabin has become dark, which gives a ray of light!

They are now on this ship, in addition to the necessary living equipment, there is no food. Fortunately, when Hemingway left the desert island, he stored a large amount of smoked fish and the most important fresh water in the soul guide as a precaution. It's not right.

Of course, even without storing fish and fresh water in advance, Hemingway can go directly into the sea to catch fish. As for fresh water, he can use the ability of meat ball fruit to spring out the salt in the sea water. It's just a little more troublesome.

The Purple Pearl who was untied her hands was silent. She just rubbed the place where she was tightly bound by the rope, then moved her bound feet, skillfully sat on the chair and looked at the simple smoked fish on the tray and the small bowl of fresh water. I feel a little disgusted. When did she eat this kind of food?

But I can't help it. Now, as a prisoner, it's good to have food. Purple Pearl knows very well that this is not the place where she can play a big miss's temper. This man is not as gentle as he imagined. He really annoyed him. He doesn't know what he will do.

Hemingway, who had thought it would take some effort to force her to eat, was surprised to see that Purple Pearl honestly grabbed the large piece of fish and chewed it up, with an abnormal fit. This woman is a little interesting

Slowly, Hemingway found a place to sit down in the cabin. Hemingway closed his eyes and began to meditate silently... To be honest, he is in a very bad state, suffering mental trauma and serious earthquake damage to his internal organs. The state can be said to be extremely poor!

Originally, what he should do now is to sleep over and slowly recover from mental trauma in his sleep, but now Hemingway dare not sleep because of the pursuit of soldiers. Afraid of this sleep, I woke up again and found that I had been tied up and locked in a cage.

This is what he can't tolerate, so Hemingway dare not sleep until he can't be sure of his own safety. The most is to close your eyes, or restore your soul with meditation... The whole person is just holding on with his strong physique.

Six years of gravity training on the desert island not only honed Hemingway's will, but also gave him a body with perseverance and amazing endurance!

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Purple Pearl nibbled at the fish while secretly observing the white haired boy who closed his eyes and rested not far away. I became more and more curious about the man who was full of secrets.

After a while, I finally finished the fish seasoned with only a little salt. She gently covered her mouth and felt a little nausea. He was carefully cared by his father who was the pirate king since childhood. Where did Purple Pearl eat such crude things? It's just forcing yourself to eat.

Aware of her nausea, Purple Pearl quickly picked up the small bowl and drank the fresh water. Qingquan entered his throat and finally suppressed his nausea.

"Hoo..."

With a long breath, Purple Pearl looked at the white haired boy who was still closing her eyes, looked at the rope tied to her feet and hesitated. Finally, he didn't move the rope, but moved his steps hard and slowly approached a small bed not far away. Then he sat down and glanced at Hemingway again. Then he lay down on his side and looked like he was going to sleep.

The white haired boy is still sitting cross legged and silent. Like falling into a deep state of cultivation, this time seems to be the best time to sneak attack or escape. But Purple Pearl wouldn't think that the youth would be so careless, and now her soul power is sealed. She is a weaker woman than ordinary people. Where can she escape in this vast sea?

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 to break through the seal set by Hemingway

The little action of Purple Pearl was seen by Hemingway, but he didn't reveal it. Instead, she pretended not to know and let her try. Anyway, with her strength, it is impossible to break through the seal formed by the armed color. It's better to give her some hope and let her work hard slowly. Don't make trouble for herself. Hemingway burned Gao Xiang.

After all, he's really in bad shape now... He doesn't have much energy to guard against her all the time.

Time passes quietly

Half a month has passed.

These days, except that Hemingway needed to get up and adjust the sail control direction because of the change of wind direction, the rest of his time was either closing his eyes, or meditating, running his soul and repairing his physical injury. He didn't even dare to sleep, for fear that when he woke up again, he had lost his personal freedom.

In contrast, the Purple Pearl as a hostage has been very moist these days. It's time to eat and sleep. I cooperated with him very much and didn't make any drastic moves. In addition to the occasional need to go to the ship's own toilet to solve physical problems, he had to blush and let him untie the rope of his hands and feet. The rest of the time was trying to meditate and try to break the seal in her body... But no matter what she did, she couldn't shake the golden light in her body.

The Purple Pearl's abnormal cooperation made Hemingway gradually let go of her wariness in a few days. Later, he thought that she had been sealed and could not escape in the vast sea. He simply untied the rope of her hands and feet so that she could move freely on the ship. It has been half a month now.

Hemingway was not afraid of her jumping out of the boat and running away, because although he seemed to be meditating with his eyes closed for most of the day, in fact, he always separated a small part of what he saw and heard and locked on her. So once Purple Pearl had the idea of running away, he could feel it immediately and rushed to subdue her in an instant!

Fortunately, perhaps because she knew she couldn't escape, Purple Pearl didn't want to escape. She always acted as a hostage.

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This day.

After half a month's recuperation, Hemingway finally repaired his internal organs damaged by sound waves, and there was no serious physical problem. But in terms of spirit, not only did it not improve, but it seemed even worse.

This is normal. After all, his spirit has been tight for more than half a month! I haven't even slept. The most important thing is to close my eyes and refresh myself. Even for fear of accidentally sleeping, I dare not keep my eyes closed and refresh myself for too long. In such a state, it's strange that mental trauma can recover. No deterioration, it's burning high incense.

He can insist on not sleeping for half a month, but it's just a strong will.

Now, with the completion of the repair of the trauma of the body, coupled with the calm and calm of no pursuit for nearly half a month, and the abnormal cooperation of Purple Pearl as a hostage. After all, let his heart have now and be safe for the time being. The idea of taking a break first.

With the rise of this idea, it immediately seemed to cause a chain reaction. The tight string in my mind seems to break completely!

At this moment, Hemingway only felt a surge of fatigue!

"Sleep for a while..."

"I'll just sleep for a while..."

"When you recover a little spirit, get up immediately..."

"... when I find a safe place, I can have a rest..."

"... hold on. 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 deep sleep

Hemingway, who was only going to sleep for a while, obviously overestimated his willpower. Mental trauma, coupled with the fatigue of not sleeping for half a month... Once you fall into sleep, can you get up?

This surge of sleep can not be countered by will alone.

For half a month, Hemingway couldn't hold on after all. The whole person fell into a deep, almost comatose sleep

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

His whole body has lost consciousness.

Now he can only be slaughtered.