Post-Apocalyptic America: Synthetic 3D Female Protagonist

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A powerful aura rose from the cadres as they stared intently at Su Hui, ready to swarm him and tear this man who dared to severely injure their captain to shreds.

Faced with this overwhelming hostility, Su Hui frowned slightly behind his mask.

A burning, stinging pain shot through my internal organs, and every breath aggravated the internal injuries. A faint taste of blood rose in my throat.

His injuries were far more serious than they appeared.

Kaido's immortal peak power, each strike contained earth-shattering might, and even with his powerful physique of the "Overlord's Body," he suffered extremely severe internal injuries.

The consumption of physical strength and energy has reached an unprecedented level.

But he could feel that his spirit was more excited than ever before, and his understanding of power and his perception of battle were elevated to an unprecedented level in this exhilarating and fierce battle.

The pressure from an immortal-level powerhouse is indeed the best whetstone.

Kaido is a man who is as strong as a monster.

If the other party hadn't stopped on their own initiative, I probably wouldn't have been able to hold on.

The gap in hard power is ultimately too large.

However, he did leave a deep enough mark on this strongest creature in the world.

The only permanent scar on Kaido's body, besides that of Kozuki Oden, was left by Su Hui, who infused the blade with the soul-slaying power of the [Execution Law - Extreme].

That kind of soul-piercing pain is something even Kaido cannot escape.

At this moment, the muscles on Kaido's ferocious face were twitching slightly uncontrollably due to the intense pain.

"Get out of my way, all of you!"

Just as the Beasts Pirates were about to lose control, Kaido's thunderous roar exploded out.

He simply waved his hand casually, and that unquestionable authority instantly calmed all the cadres down, causing them to reluctantly suppress their murderous intent.

Kaido glanced down at his deep, bone-revealing wound and forcibly controlled his muscle contractions, finally slowing the bleeding somewhat.

He raised his head, his abyss-like eyes locking onto Su Hui once more. But this time, the contempt and mockery were gone, replaced by an unprecedented solemnity and...excitement.

"Hehehehe..."

Kaido grinned and let out a low laugh as he pointed to the gruesome wound on his shoulder.

"This pain that goes straight to the soul... Kid, is your technique designed to target the soul?"

Su Hui steadied his slightly disordered breathing and nodded calmly.

"good."

Upon receiving an affirmative reply, Kaido's eyes gleamed with even greater admiration.

"Hehehe! Very good! Excellent!"

He laughed heartily, as if he weren't the one who was injured.

"Kid, interested in becoming my subordinate?"

"How about I offer you a position as a cadre? This vast ocean can hold you; I will bestow upon you boundless wealth and glory!"

Kaido's voice was full of seductive power; it was his most direct way of acknowledging and recruiting the strong.

However, Su Hui simply shook his head calmly.

"I reject."

He slowly straightened up. Although his breathing was somewhat unsteady, his eyes, hidden behind the Prajna mask, shone with an unprecedented brilliance, like stars in the night.

"Kaido, have you forgotten what I told you at the very beginning?"

"In my eyes, this world is just a temporary stop, not my final destination."

Su Hui's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

He met Kaido's oppressive gaze and asked, word by word.

"Now, am I qualified to stand before you and discuss cooperation?"

Once again, an eerie silence fell over the entire summit of Ghost Island.

All the pirates looked at Su Hui as if he were a madman.

Discuss cooperation with Governor Kaido...?

Who does this kid who suddenly appeared out of nowhere think he is?

Kaido's laughter stopped abruptly, his huge eyes fixed on Su Hui, and the air seemed to freeze.

a long time.

"Ooh o ...

Kaido suddenly burst into an even wilder, more unrestrained laugh, the sound of which shook the entire mountaintop.

He pointed at Su Hui, laughing so hard that tears were almost streaming down his face.

"You little devil..."

He neither agreed nor refused.

Kaido suddenly turned around, facing all the pirates, raised his spiked club "Eight Precepts" high, and let out a deafening roar.

"Young ones!"

"Get the hell back here!"

"Let's have a banquet!!!"

This order was like a spark thrown into boiling oil, instantly igniting the entire Ghost Island.

The tension and shock that had been building up all day finally erupted into a frenzied cheer at this moment.

"Oooooohhhhhhhh!"

"A banquet! A banquet!"

"Long live Governor Kaido!"

With Kaido's order, the chilling killing intent that had been locked onto Su Hui vanished in an instant.

The pirates stopped bothering him, and even the way they looked at him changed subtly.

It was a complex emotion mixed with awe, curiosity, and a hint of trepidation.

A man who could fight Kaido to such an extent, even leaving such terrifying wounds on him, is definitely not someone they can provoke at will.

The banquet was held once again in the magnificent hall in the center of Ghost Island.

Loud music, boisterous laughter and curses, the clinking of glasses, and the sizzling aroma of large chunks of roasted meat intertwine to create a wild symphony belonging to the Beasts Pirates.

Su Hui was seated at a table not far from Kaido, with a huge plate piled high with sizzling, oily meat and blood from giant beasts in front of him.

He removed the Prajna mask from his face and casually placed it aside, revealing a handsome face stained with blood.

Ignoring the various gazes directed at him, Su Hui grabbed a large piece of still-steaming roasted meat and began to tear into it fiercely.

Every bite of flesh and liquor he swallowed transformed into pure energy, rapidly repairing the wounds torn open by Kaido's overwhelming power. (The rest of the text appears to be gibberish and unrelated to the preceding sentences.)

The Devouring and Evolutionary Ability of the [Overlord Body] was fully displayed at this moment.

He could clearly feel that his depleted energy was rapidly recovering, and the stinging sensation in his internal organs was slowly subsiding.

"Hey, kid from another world."

A large, obese figure squeezed through, bringing with him a strong smell of gunpowder and engine oil.

The face of the plague queen, heavily made up, was filled with undisguised intense curiosity.

"How is it possible to bind Kaido's power with that move?"

"And that sword of yours, the blue flames burning on it can leave wounds that even Kaido, the boss, can't heal quickly. What kind of ability is that?"

Quinn, like a curious child, bombarded Su Hui with questions, his spittle almost landing on Su Hui's face.

Su Hui didn't even bother to look up, focusing solely on the food in front of him.

This dismissive attitude only fueled Quinn's enthusiasm.

Is technology very advanced in your world?

"Is there anything more powerful than my cyborg technology?"

"Do you have pirates where you live? And a World Government?"

Su Hui finally swallowed the last bite of meat, picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp, letting out a satisfied sigh.

He glanced at Quinn and spoke casually.

"You're noisy."

Quinn's expression froze instantly, and he said angrily, "Hey, kid, don't be so stingy, let's have a chat!"

"Su Hui!"

A crisp, excited voice interrupted Quinn's roar.

Yamato, carrying a wine bowl bigger than her head, approached with a flushed face and a strong smell of alcohol on her.

She plopped down next to Su Hui and excitedly patted his shoulder.

"You're amazing! You're really amazing!"

"That wound! It's so cool, just like Kozuki Oden's!"

"This is the first time I've ever seen Dad get beaten up so badly! It was so satisfying!"

As Yamato drank, he began to ramble on and on about his complaints.

"That damn old man, all he does is lock me up here and won't let me go out to sea!"

"And they insist on making me a general!"

"Su Hui, you have to take me out to sea! You promised me!"

Yamato's eyes sparkled, filled with an infinite longing for freedom and admiration for Su Hui.

Not far away, at the seats of the Flying Six, the atmosphere was even more subtle.

The black Maria reclines on the tatami mat, her posture languid and alluring.

She gently swirled the wine dish in her hand, her alluring eyes scanning Su Hui, who was surrounded by the crowd, with great interest.

His gaze was like that of someone admiring a rare collectible, full of ambiguous inquiry.

Her fingertips lightly traced her full, red lips, as if savoring something.

Jin remained silent.

He sat in the shadows, his face mask concealing all his expressions, but his sharp eyes, peeking through the gaps in the mask, never left Su Hui.

As the ship's first mate, he remained vigilant about Su Hui's presence.

Jack the Drought, on the other hand, was much more direct. He had long been unable to contain his fighting spirit and tried to get up several times, but was pulled back by his companions.

His gaze toward Su Hui was filled with an undisguised desire to challenge her.

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Page One was curiously asking the pirates around him about the day's battle, while his sister, Rune, was in a completely different situation.

She sat sullenly in the corner, arms crossed, her pretty face flushed red.

A pair of large eyes stared intently at Su Hui, their gaze seeming to spit fire, as if they wanted to poke holes in him with their eyes.

With each breath she took, her chest heaved violently, taut over her large, soft breasts.

The little tiger teeth bit into the roasted meat in front of him, each bite as forceful as if it were biting into Su Hui.

Cute, yet brimming with rage.

Su Hui took in all of this, a barely perceptible smile curving his lips.

The banquet lasted until late into the night before gradually subsiding.

The pirates, completely drunk, staggered about, leaving the entire hall in a mess.

A lowly giver approached him respectfully and led him to a guest room that had already been prepared.

The room was spacious and had a typical Japanese style. When you opened the wooden lattice window, you could even see the bright moonlight on the distant sea.