General Lanlin of One Piece

Chapter 8 Burying the Past

After coming to this world, the thing that Rorschach hated the most was this strange disease on his body.

This strange disease, which he named 'Erexia', was somewhat similar to the strange disease he remembered that Charlotte Lingling in the comics had when she was a child.

It's just that Charlotte Lingling's food addiction is for sweets.

Rorschach's phagophobia is directed at everything he can eat.

The exact opposite of anorexia, which is not wanting to eat.

Ever since he could remember, this hunger, as if his stomach was constantly being burned by concentrated sulfuric acid, had been with him.

He never seemed to have enough.

But in fact, his parents, John Sr. and Ms. Elizabeth, had given up [-]% of the food they could get every day to Rorschach.

Old John gets up early every day and goes out to sea to catch fish every day.

Ms. Elizabeth worked hard to weave bamboo baskets and got some miscellaneous grains in exchange.

If all these things are added up, if it provides for an ordinary family of three, there will actually be some surplus, and the remaining part can be saved to pay taxes and heavenly gold.

But because of Rorschach's bottomless appetite, Old John's family couldn't save any surplus food.

If you have no money or food, you will naturally not be able to pay taxes.

The tax collector of the kingdom who has not received the tax is not so easy to talk to.

Over the years, Old John has been beaten many times.The wooden house at home is basically demolished once a year.

Because of his strange disease of not being able to eat enough, his father lived frugally and took out his share of food from between his teeth and gave it to Rorschach.Intense fishing will continue the next day.This made my father overworked and his health deteriorated year by year.

Because of this strange disease, my mother, Ms. Elizabeth, caught the most common cold and had no money to go to Malouz Port for treatment.

Charlotte Lingling's parents seemed to be wealthy aristocrats, but they couldn't afford her horrible appetite, so they chose to abandon her.

Rorschach's parents are just ordinary civilians.Even though the whole family was dragged down by their son, they did not give up on Rorschach. Instead, they encouraged him and gave him the confidence to continue living.

I used to think that what was unique about me was a talent given by God.

But it was this talent that destroyed his life.

In the room in the rest area, Rorschach stopped his crazy behavior and sat quietly on the broken bed.

Only the stomach and intestines in the stomach were still making a thunderous gurgling sound, as if they were mocking.

Hibari, who was hiding behind Akainu, looked at Rorschach with sympathetic eyes.

"He must be in pain, right? His village was massacred by pirates. I don't know if any of his family members are among the survivors. Why is he beating his stomach? Being hungry is not something to be ashamed of. The thing is, as long as you are a human being, you will be hungry. By the way, food!"

Skylark looked at Luo Xia who lowered his head and said nothing, then turned around and ran out.

Akainu stood quietly for a long time, then said in a low voice: "Have you calmed down?"

Hearing his voice, Rorschach's empty eyes focused a little.

He slowly raised his head and looked up at the man standing in front of him.

He has a Chinese character face, a cold temperament, and a burly figure.

The height of more than three meters gives people a strong sense of oppression.

Red military uniform, black gloves, white cape.

Just standing there, there was a suffocating pressure rushing over my face.

Is this Admiral Akainu of the Navy Headquarters?

Rorschach took a deep breath, forced himself to stay calm, and stood up despite the overwhelming hunger in his stomach.

Before he could say anything, Akainu turned around and walked out.

Rorschach followed silently.

The two of them walked out of the cabin one after another and came to the deck.

The sky outside was still as dark as that day, and it seemed that it was evening now.

The deck of the warship is very spacious and can easily accommodate hundreds of soldiers.

One large and two small, three thick masts, standing upright.

There were thick cables hanging from the top of the mast and hanging diagonally from the sides of the ship on both sides.

The white sails were rolled up and tied with cables, and the seagull pattern embroidered on the canvas could be vaguely seen.

The setting sun in the evening shines from in front of the warship, making the sea surface sparkling.Where the sea and the sky meet, there is a sunset like fish scales.

Akainu stood on the bow of the boat with his arms folded, and the sea breeze blew the white cloak of justice on his back, making a hunting sound.

<divclass="contentadv">"Your family is buried where they were found. Say your final goodbyes. I have been here long enough."

Rorschach pursed his lips and said nothing. He walked down the escalator hanging from the warship and walked towards the small island in front of him where he had lived for 12 years.

On the way, Rorschach checked his body and found that all the wounds on his body had scabbed over.

New granulations grew out of the sutured wounds, tightening the sutures.

There are scars all over the body, like centipedes crawling all over the body, looking a little disgusting.

Especially the cross wound on the chest is extremely conspicuous.

The penetrating injury to the left waist and abdomen was also treated.Pressing with his fingers, Rorschach felt no pain, only a slight tingling sensation.

From this point of view, the doctor who treated his wounds must have extremely high medical skills.

In this world where even a small cold can kill someone, Rorschach's condition that day was definitely a step into hell.

Most of the houses in the village are made of wood.

Under the burning, killing and looting of the pirates, the originally scattered wooden houses had turned into ruins, with charred wooden boards and wooden doors everywhere.

Except for the solidified dark brown soil on the ground, there was no trace of the corpse.

Whether they were pirates or dead villagers, they had all been dealt with by navy soldiers.

Rorschach didn't know whether those bodies were thrown into the sea, transported to other places by the navy and buried, or burned by Akainu with magma.

He saw no traces of earth renovation in the village, except for a grave mound raised from the ground in front of the wooden house where his home was located.

Rorschach stood in front of this small dirt bag for a long time, then knelt down, stretched out his hands, and started digging.

The soil was compacted so firmly that Rorschach had to find a stick that was burnt black to dig.

I felt so hungry that I didn't know how long I had been unconscious and how many days I hadn't eaten.

He doesn't have much physical strength now, and just simple digging makes Rorschach sweat profusely from exhaustion.

Fortunately, Old John's body was not buried deeply. It took Rorschach nearly an hour to finally lift him up from the soil with his hands.

After such a long time, the body showed signs of decay and emitted an unpleasant stench.

But Rorschach remained expressionless.

He silently held his father's body, left the wooden house, and walked toward the beach in the distance.

There is a sparse bamboo forest there, where my mother Elizabeth often picked bamboo shoots and obtained bamboo materials during her lifetime.

It is also the place where my mother was buried after her death.

Rorschach was grateful to the Marines for burying his father's body.

But let father and mother be buried together.

In this case, they might meet again in the underworld.

I hope my mother’s soul is not far away.

As the last handful of soil fell, new mud was added to the mound that was already overgrown with weeds in the dim bamboo forest.

Luo Xia sat quietly in front of the mound, holding an old wooden board in his hand and carving words on it.

What is engraved are Chinese characters.

The graves of mother Elizabeth and father John.

Son Rorschach.

They are virtuous wives, gentle husbands, and great parents.

January 1515, 7 in the Circular Calendar.

"What writing is this? It looks beautiful."

Suddenly, a slightly magnetic male voice sounded from behind.

Rorschach did not turn around immediately. Instead, he inserted the wooden board with the words in his hand into the soil and then turned around to look at the person coming.

On the forest path not far behind me, I saw a man in his early thirties wearing a white coat and a pair of glasses. He was standing there with a smile and a little girl looking around with some uneasiness on her face. .

"Haha, I didn't scare you, did I? We were a little worried when we saw you hadn't come back for a long time, so we came over to check on the situation."