The mixed aromas of various delicious foods on the island created an irresistibly enticing scent.
But the more beautiful something appears in the Grand Line, the more danger it often conceals.
The island, composed of a giant plant known as Stomach Baron, had forests on its outskirts filled with large, aggressive, man-eating flowers. These flowers wouldn’t kill you but would drive you towards the island’s center.
The interior housed the “Glutton Forest,” where the Stomach Baron grew and was filled with the finest delicacies.
Life forms driven into this area by the man-eating flowers would become addicted to the delicious food, gradually indulging in gluttony.
Once the prey became round and immobile from overeating, the island would begin to contract, sending the prey into the giant mouth of the “Stomach Baron” at its center.
At that point, the round, helpless prey could only watch as they rolled into the giant mouth, becoming nutrients for the Stomach Baron.
And our protagonist, Aburahamu Michion, is currently within this giant plant.
Michion sighed and began to check his belongings:
One lighter was entrusted to him by a Navy uncle for training purposes.
A standard knife from a pirate’s corpse washed ashore, a rope used for capturing enslaved people, and some Beli, which were useless here.
Luckily, the male corpse provided a rope—though it was used to tie up kids like Michion for slavery.
This rope saved the pirate from being left naked in the wilderness and Michion from stripping the corpse for clothing.
Michion would have had to use the pirate’s clothes to make one without this rope.
In Boin Archipelago, having a rope could mean the difference between life and death, so Michion, accustomed to life and death, didn’t mind taking something that could save his life from a corpse.
Seeing his limited supplies, Michion couldn’t help but twitch his mouth.
In his previous life, watching anime, those trashy web games always shouted, “Starting with one knife, all equipment depends on drops.”
But now that this situation had occurred, Michion found no amusement.
Michion called this a “silver start” because he wouldn’t face a food shortage on this island.
Moreover, the island’s food constantly emitted a unique aroma.
Though it attracted sea beasts, Sea Kings, and even birds, it wasn’t dangerous since these creatures couldn’t resist the lure of the food.
Even humans, unaware of the island’s situation, might lose their lives during Stomach Baron’s first feeding.
Once they became round and bloated, they were no longer in danger.
On the contrary, if one controlled their appetite and avoided becoming fat, they only needed to tie themselves to a tree during Stomach Baron’s feeding to prevent falling.
The island’s pros and cons were evident, but the cons could be avoided.
The advantage was the ample food supply, which Michion could use for training.
Stomach Baron, a giant particular plant, produced food that the human body could quickly absorb.
Using this food source, Michion only needed to train continuously to build a solid foundation.
Since Stomach Baron had fixed feeding times, Michion could check the surroundings when the aroma did not yet attract new prey.
The center of the island posed no danger.
Beasts attracted by the aroma had strong attacks but ignored Michion due to the abundant food everywhere.
This was proven when Michion reached the center without being attacked.
Hunting for tiny bits of raw meat was less appealing than abundant food in their mouths.
With safety and food secured, plus his secret knowledge of the three techniques from Rokushiki, this island was an excellent training ground.
However, Michion faced another challenge: resisting the temptation of delicious food, which is crucial for survival.
His body needs substantial energy post-training. If he gorges after training, he might unknowingly become fat.
Before understanding the island’s feeding schedule, Michion had to be extra cautious.
Selecting a few ordinary-looking fruits, he chose the least tempting items.
In his previous life, Michion disliked fruits, especially crunchy ones, so he picked those he didn’t like.
For example, apples are a common fruit Michion wasn’t fond of.
Biting into a large apple, its crisp texture and refreshing juice exploded in his mouth, tempting him to eat more.
Using immense willpower, Michion even pinched his arm hard enough to bruise, stopping his desire to continue eating.
“Phew, almost couldn’t stop. Thankfully, apple isn’t my favorite flavor,” Michion thought, looking at the apple core with relief.
Eating something he didn’t like helped him avoid being addicted to the delicious food.
Eating here was also a unique training ground for willpower.
After a brief rest, Michion began basic exercises like push-ups, squats, and sit-ups.
Though not complete, he knew he couldn’t eat more. If he couldn’t resist a fruit, what about staple foods?
No wonder this island remained largely unknown despite existing for so many years.
Standing up, Michion started basic on-the-spot exercises.
Running would wait until he scouted the surroundings.
Sweat poured down like rain from intense training, but even with trembling arms, Michion didn’t stop.
In this cruel world, now stranded on this island after many twists and turns, Michion knew that controlling his destiny required effort.
This world, free and without order, was a paradise for the strong.
But for the weak, it was a silent hell.
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