What kind of race did this guy belong to? His eyes were pretty good.
If he dared to come, there would be a chance to catch him and gouge them out for proper research.
Although Queen believed Golden Lion had been captured, he naturally did not believe the news in the papers. Mu Chen was only a nineteen-year-old colonel, after all.
As news of Golden Lion's capture spread, the entire sea was shaken. Some believed it, while others did not, all waiting for word from the Marines.
Of course, the Five Elders in Holy Land Mary Geoise also learned that Golden Lion had been captured. However, they did not care. They were equally dismissive of Morgans's reports. They knew all too well how skilled Morgans was at hyping things up and exaggerating every event, so Mu Chen had slipped right past them.
Another four days passed. In a hospital room at Marineford, Mu Chen was still asleep, while Tokikake came by from time to time to steal his fruit.
Mu Chen, it had been seven days already. Why weren't you awake yet?
Tokikake took a bite of an apple and looked helplessly at Mu Chen lying in bed.
Just as Tokikake was about to leave, Mu Chen slowly opened his mouth. "Hungry... so hungry..."
Mu Chen's voice was quiet and sounded weak.
"Holy shit, my dear brother, what did you just say?"
Mu Chen unconsciously muttered again, "Ah... hungry..."
Tokikake looked utterly bewildered.
But after thinking it over, Tokikake understood. Mu Chen had been lying there for seven days. How could he not be hungry?
"Come on, have a banana to tide you over first."
Tokikake casually broke off a banana, peeled it, and held it to Mu Chen's mouth.
Mu Chen's eyes were barely open, and he could not