Exercise, eat, tie yourself to a tree and rest.

It's such a monotonous three-point line every day.

But on this huge island of plants, Dawn did not feel lonely because he was away from the crowd, but only desperate for the most wonderful era to come!

But Dawn knows that if you don't have enough strength, then you can only watch the tide of the times move forward, or... Lost in the tide.

But every day here is painful and happy for Daun, and he continues to sharpen his will.

The pain of exercising to the limit, the enjoyment of food and the pain of resisting its deliciousness became Dawn's daily life.

And under the continuous exercise, Daun's food will continue to increase, and the delicious gluttony makes Daun almost unable to hold back several times, and has to take out the knife as a final insurance.

Under the double pressure and tempering of body and will, Dawn continues to transform.

Even with his favorite chicken cutlets, cocoa milk drinks, and tomato pasta, Dawn has to hold back his appetite.

Even in order to resist the skyrocketing appetite, Dawn made rules for himself.

For example, if you increase a certain amount of food, then the amount of exercise should also be increased by a quarter or a third.

After that, because the workout requires more energy-replenishing food, Dawn's training volume also increases.

This constant repetition of self-regulation unconsciously creates a virtuous circle, allowing Dawn to constantly break through himself.

For three months, Dawn just did this circuit every day.

But maybe it's used to being alone, and Dawn, who keeps exercising every day, doesn't have any impatience.

Although the only pastime is to look at the occasional newspaper and see how the world is going.

Speaking of which, I have to talk about Dawn's experience of getting the newspaper.

So far, Dawn has not spent a penny on the newspaper he has gotten.

Of course, this is not because Dawn directly killed the news bird and took the newspaper.

It's because... The news bird has also become round and can no longer fly...

After all, here, even humans can't resist it, let alone just some spiritual news birds.

So Dawn picks up the newspaper most of the time, but doesn't see the news bird...

While resting on the island, Dawn always tied himself to a tree to sleep to prevent the island from eating and swallowing himself as a snack in his sleep.

The fixed time after each meal is about 20 days, as for whether it is advanced or delayed, it seems to depend on the number and growth of prey on the island.

Dawn doesn't know how Stomacbaron senses it, but Dawn has a way to deal with it.

The first is the growth of the sea beasts on the island.

If it's a ball, it's almost time for Stomacbaron to eat.

On the other hand, because Dawn is in the center, this is a favorable position after all, and every time there is a vibration, the interior can always be felt immediately, so that Dawn can respond immediately.

And if it's on the periphery, the speed of the slide will accelerate exponentially with the increase of the slope, and then don't think about stopping.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

With violent tremors and loud noises, all life on the island let out a terrified roar, a premonition of danger warning them to get out of here.

But it was too late.

One by one, the beasts that had eaten into balls had long since lost their ability to act.

Whether it was the goshawk that once roamed in the sky or the overlord of the sea, the sea king, all they let out at this moment were desperate roars that were destined for this.

No way, my wife is too fat!

Addicted to food, they don't feel that their size is getting bigger and bigger, and the muscles that fight their prey gradually turn into soft fat.

And at this moment, this fat body with a heavy weight has become a ticket to hell.

Daun knew that this was because the creatures on the island had been raised, and Stomakbaron needed to harvest the prey to replenish his own nutrition.

With a huge wave, the "Baron of Stomach" began to eat slowly, and all the prey that had been raised in vain and fat began to roll into Stomacbaron's stomach with a desperate accompaniment.

As early as the ground shook, Dawn immediately stopped exercising.

Skillfully removed the rope tied to his waist, tied himself to the tree in three or two strokes, hugged the tree tightly with both hands, and as the island was erected, Daun's body was attached to the trunk.

After all, this is no joke, even if the rope is tied, it is not foolproof, the more you are inside, the more careful you must be, after all, as long as you fall down, it will go directly into the stomach.

So Dawn adjusted his posture early, lying on the tree and watching those unlucky "popping food" roll down.

Because of its proximity, Dawn could clearly see that there was a bottomless abyssal maw below.

After that, what the eyes could see was endless darkness, whether it was animals or sea kings, all the life that fell into the abyss was silent after entering the darkness.

"Help!!"

Suddenly, a male voice crying for help rang in Dawn's ears.

Dawn leaned on the tree and turned his head to look in the direction of the sound, and found that it was a black balls with very dark skin and a shape similar to "beef balls", and kept shouting.

It can be seen that although he wants to stop sliding, he is extremely powerless at the moment because of gluttony and has become a ball of meat.

But even so, he struggled to climb up, trying to keep himself out of the abyssal maws that had fallen into so many prey

"Damn it!! Didn't you say there was no danger!! The other meatball couldn't stop scolding.

"Who would have known this island would be like this!" Kuromaruko replied that the speed of the decline was two points faster, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly didn't dare to speak, and ran up with all his might.

Soon, the other abusive man had no time to scold, because at the moment his body was sliding down as the island closed.

Dwayne leaned on the tree and looked across the Abyssal Mouth.

Accompanied by bursts of cries for help and angry scolding, two large meat balls, obviously dressed as pirates, were slowly sliding down from the top of the perimeter.

Seeing the two of them getting closer and closer to the abyssal mouth, the two began to become anxious, and a strange ability began to appear in the two of them.

"Quick Aura"!!

"Grab Lock" !!

With the shouts of the two, Dawn finally saw for the first time the strange abilities unique to this world.

It is an ability called the secret treasure of the sea called "Devil Fruit".