“Awroo!” The dinosaur opened its enormous eyes and roared at Sylvan with bared teeth.
No one knew whether it had understood Sylvan’s mockery or was simply furious because its rest had been disturbed.
Its strong, powerful legs were filled with explosive force as it charged over.
“You’re looking down on me way too much.” Sylvan sneered again and again.
A beast was still a beast, ignorant and foolish.
Rumble, rumble, rumble.
In an instant, the dinosaur arrived beside Sylvan.
Its bloody maw opened wide, and its saw-like fangs snapped toward him.
“Wood Spear Technique.” Sylvan’s right arm condensed into a sharp wooden spear.
Immediately after, his feet stomped hard against the ground, and he leaped up with all his strength, reaching just high enough to touch the dinosaur’s head.
No matter what kind of creature it was, the eyes were always the most vulnerable spot.
Puchi.
The sharp spear stabbed into the dinosaur’s eye.
A great gush of blood instantly sprayed out, and even its eyeball burst apart.
The one-meter-long wooden spear pierced completely into its eye, killing the creature on the spot.
The so-called Wood Spear Technique was something Sylvan had created himself.
It was only the simplest application of his ability.
After dealing with the monster, Sylvan’s body landed back on the ground, and the arm that had turned into a wooden spear also returned to normal.
His clothes were covered in a large patch of blood, but Sylvan looked like a butcher and did not care at all.
“The Marines destroyed my hometown, and I still have a blood debt waiting to be washed clean.
How could I let you block my path?” Sylvan glanced at the convulsing dinosaur, which seemed unwilling even in death, then brushed past it.
Just like that, in this unique spiritual chamber world, Sylvan began a different kind of bloody path, constantly challenging all sorts of powerful ancient creatures.
When he encountered something he could not defeat, he attacked like a madman.
Even if he was injured, it did not matter.
Ordinary wounds could be repaired instantly by the Wood Release Fruit, and his recovery ability was extremely powerful.
Time passed day by day.
Sylvan fell, then stood up.
After standing, he fell again, then got back up and continued fighting until he fainted from exhaustion.
The cycle repeated again and again, perfectly matching that saying: growth through abuse.
Through endless slaughter, Sylvan’s strength grew stronger and stronger, and the battle experience he accumulated became increasingly rich.
Only one day, when Sylvan’s fist completely turned pitch-black and its power was enough to flatten a small hill, did he finally stop the slaughter.
Without realizing it, a year had already passed.
His Armament Haki had also achieved some small success.
He had grasped the basic trick and could partially harden his body.
His training with the Wood Release Fruit had also reached a certain level.
He could now control certain techniques with flexibility and ease.
During this period, Sylvan had even imitated Hashirama Senju’s Deep Forest Emergence, but in the end, he was exhausted like a dog.
It consumed far too much stamina.
He had to lie on the ground and rest for several hours before he could move again.
“For the remaining year, I’ll train Observation Haki.
At least I have a bit of a clue with this one.” Beneath the shade of a tree, Sylvan closed his eyes and murmured to himself.
Rip.
Sylvan tore off a piece of his sleeve and covered his eyes with it.
He vaguely remembered that in the original work, Luffy had trained Observation Haki this way.
Observation Haki, to put it simply, was the power of listening.
“Wood Clone Technique.” A large amount of wood burst from Sylvan’s right hand.
As if injected with hormones, it rapidly expanded, and in the blink of an eye, it became a wooden man as tall as himself.
He used Wood Clone Technique several more times in succession, creating as many as five or six clones.
All of them surrounded Sylvan’s real body.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
Without saying a word, the Wood Clones pounced over with the momentum of fierce tigers.
“It’s this chaotic, and you expect me to listen?
Listen to what, damn it?” Sylvan could not make out the movements of the clones at all.
Everything was extremely disorderly, like a swarm of flies buzzing nonstop, making it impossible to distinguish their positions.
Bang, bang, bang!
The Wood Clones surrounded Sylvan and beat him violently without showing the slightest mercy.
Fortunately, Wood Release had powerful recovery ability.
These were all superficial wounds and were not worth mentioning.
Moreover, Sylvan firmly believed that miracles came from getting beaten.
This was also because he had no other choice.
No one was teaching him how to use Observation Haki, so he could only teach himself.
Sylvan muttered nonstop, constantly comforting himself.
“Originally, there were no roads in the world.
Once enough people walked, roads were formed.
At the beginning, no one in the world understood Observation Haki either.
Once there were enough blind people, someone must have slowly taught themselves Observation Haki!” Before he realized it, dusk had arrived.
Sylvan was still getting beaten, but because his Armament Haki had achieved some small success and could be used for defense, and because Wood Release’s recovery ability was strong, even though he had been beaten nonstop, Sylvan did not feel much.
“—” The air flowed on his left side, carrying a faint movement.
Although it was tiny enough to be ignored, it definitely existed.
Sylvan was far too familiar with this sound.
Every time it appeared, he would get beaten!
“Damn it, you’ve been beating me all afternoon.
Do you really think I’m a sandbag?” Sylvan’s face turned cold.
He roared, covered his fist with Armament Haki, and smashed it over.
Bang!
A dull explosion spread out.
Immediately after, a series of crackling sounds rang out as the Wood Clone’s entire arm was shattered by a single punch.
“Sure enough, miracles really do come from getting beaten.” Sensing that the Wood Clone had been destroyed by him, Sylvan felt delighted.
Thinking about it carefully, wasn’t Luffy in the original work also beaten into shape?
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh… The flowing air once again carried ripples from incoming fists.
This time, Sylvan could not distinguish them clearly.
If they came one by one, he could still calm down and listen carefully, but once it turned into a group attack, it was far too chaotic.
He simply could not hear clearly.
Bang, bang, bang.
Dense fists bombarded his body again, producing clanging sounds as if they were striking steel.
This was because Sylvan was using Armament Haki to defend, so he did not feel pain.
A few minutes later, Sylvan stopped resisting entirely.
He sat there directly and let the Wood Clones beat him while carefully listening to the movements in the air.
Three days later, after this self-harming abuse, Sylvan could defeat two clones.
Seven days later, Sylvan’s hearing became increasingly accurate, and he could defeat four Wood Clones.
Around half a month later, Sylvan defeated all of the Wood Clones.
However, this did not mean he had learned Observation Haki.
He was still far from it.
About a month later, Sylvan walked toward the depths of the primeval forest.
Unfortunately, he happened to run into a swarm of beehives.
The poisonous bees were extremely vicious.
A single sting meant certain death.
These tiny things were still useful against ordinary humans, but they did not have much effect on Sylvan.
So he chose to set up camp nearby.
Every two days, he came over to court death by setting the hornet nests on fire.
Almost every time, his head was stung full of bumps, and he was chased all over the world by a swarm of killer bees.
Because his eyes were covered, the early stages were extremely miserable.
He often crashed into trees or fell into ditches, while countless killer bees chased him from behind.
Sometimes, several dinosaurs would even inexplicably rush out and chase after Sylvan, beating him wildly.
His mood could only be described with one sentence: this was seriously like getting screwed by a dog.
But as time passed, nearly six months went by like this.
Even with his eyes covered, Sylvan could now scout the path with agility.
All of this had been beaten out of him.
Training himself with his life on the line like this, Sylvan spent the final six months inside the Time Chamber.
“Time is up.” On this day, the Plunder System’s voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
Sylvan, who had been resting, abruptly opened his eyes.
“It’s finally here.
The time to break out of prison has arrived!”