Super God: If I punch you, you will die

"baffling."

Dalio snorted coldly.

The owner of the Amazing House smiled helplessly. "Indeed, I also think that person is just out of his mind. I've actually wanted to report this to the master for a while now. Although this guy seems to be mentally unstable, this information might be useful to the master. Whatever the master does is my business, and I will do my best."

"You're really good at talking."

Dalio glanced at the owner of the House of Wonders.

These people are so slick and cunning; they're all slippery, cunning individuals. At this moment, they shower Dalio with flattery and excessive praise.

After all, the owner of this Wonder House also relies on people like Dalio to make money.

That's the sugar daddy.

You absolutely cannot offend your sugar daddy.

"No matter how many people covet the Son of Giants, he is destined to be mine. No one can take the Son of Giants away from me, hehe."

The saying "money makes the world go round" applies to all times.

Money is a good thing.

"Of course, sir. I will immediately send this giant's son to your residence and guarantee that he will be unharmed."

"it is good."

Dalio nodded slightly, looking at Joker with satisfaction. It was truly a case of finding something without even looking for it.

This nouveau riche, with his vast wealth, was even more smug.

One thing that interested Dalio was whether Joker possessed human intelligence. His behavior suggested he was no different from a wild beast. But Joker was, after all, a human child; he wasn't some demon or monster. However, Joker was very alert, and the aura he exuded was far more menacing than Dalio's.

"hehe."

Dalio sneered again.

He turned and walked out of the wonderhouse.

Meanwhile, in the cage, Jukelo fell into a deep sleep. When he woke up, all he felt was cold.

cold.

it's too cold.

The breath he exhaled was all white vapor, and the bone-chilling cold was eroding and tormenting Jukelo, causing him to curl up as if...

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His posture resembled that of an infant inside its mother's body. He was completely naked, without even a tattered garment.

Juclo looked around.

This is a storage room.

The storeroom was empty, and there was no heater either. The dim sunlight shone in, bringing a sliver of warmth to the cold room. But that little bit of warmth was not enough to comfort Joker, who was suffering from the cold.

He was trembling uncontrollably.

He slowly sat up, curling himself into a ball. This was a basic human instinct to resist the cold, but the shackles restricted his movement.

Everything around me was so unfamiliar.

Joker left the cage but entered this prison-like storage room.

In a sense, this made no difference to Joker; both were being deprived of their freedom and imprisoned.

In Joker's memory, he had changed owners several times.

Even so, it made no difference to Joker; he had been imprisoned in this way all along.

Besides these questions, Joker also had many doubts, such as who he was and where he came from. But no one told him these things; the only thing Joker knew was that he was the son of a giant. As for what "son of a giant" meant, Joker didn't understand.

Moreover, Joker was uneducated.

He knew nothing about anything around him.

Joker's stomach growled. He hadn't eaten for a long time; as the saying goes, "Man is made of iron, food is steel; a meal missed will make you weak." Although Joker was considered a monster, he was still a human being, and all humans experience hunger.

Juclos scanned his surroundings, instinctively searching for food. But there was nothing around. He stared at the floor, his eyes fixed intently on a tiny insect. It was the only living thing that had passed by. The insect was only about the size of a little fingernail, pitifully small.

However, with his chest pressed against his back, Joker still greedily grabbed the insect.

He stuffed the insect whole into his mouth, like cracking open a sunflower seed, and swallowed it before even tasting it.

At this moment, the door to the storage room slowly opened.

Sunlight instantly filled the entire room.

"what!"

Joker let out a brief gasp. The blinding sunlight made it impossible for him to open his eyes, especially for someone who had spent so much time in the dark; the sunlight was too intense to look directly at.

Within the light was Dalio, Jokcrown's current master.

Besides Dalio, there was another boy, about the same age as Joker, who was staring at him. The boy had delicate features and a ruddy complexion. He was dressed in bright clothes and was radiant. His short golden hair and bright blue eyes were particularly striking.

"Dad, is this a giant? You're not mistaken, are you? It looks like just a human child."

The blond boy stared at Joker with eyes full of curiosity, as if he had seen the most interesting thing in the world.

He approached Joker without hesitation.

"Shabi, be careful not to get hurt."

"Dad, you're making a big fuss over nothing. It's just a guy who's trapped."

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The boy appeared to be Dalio's son, named Shabby. Shabby showed no fear of Joker and continued walking.

"This guy is tied up, don't worry."

However, at this moment, Shabi's smile made Juke Luo tremble all over. He had never seen such a cold look in Shabi's eyes before. He instinctively felt a pain spreading throughout his body, reaching every corner of his body.

Juclos, who terrified Dalio, was actually terrified of Shabi, a mere boy.

That was the killing intent emanating from Shabi.

This made Joker uneasy.

This is like an animal's instinctive intuition about danger, able to judge whether the other party has murderous intent and is dangerous.

“Shabi, you are the future successor of the Legion, you must…”

"Of course, I have never forgotten my mission, which is to slaughter all the giants."

Shabi smiled brightly.

Especially when he spoke of his mission.

A powerful kick landed squarely on Joker's face, sending an indescribable pain shooting through his brain. It was hard to believe this was just a teenager; his strength was astonishing, his movements so steady, precise, and ruthless, without a moment's hesitation.

Most teenagers don't have this kind of ruthlessness when facing their peers.

"Well……"

Juclos collapsed suddenly, letting out a painful cry.

The kick was incredibly powerful; his lips were torn, and the metallic taste of blood instantly filled his mouth. Joker's vision blurred, his body no longer under his control, and he seemed to be plummeting into an abyss.

"What a fragile guy."

Dazed and confused, Joker looked at Shabi with a strange expression, then his consciousness blurred and he finally collapsed to the ground.

cold.

Icy.

Bone-chilling cold.

A bucket of water was poured on Joker, instantly waking him from his unconscious state. Most people probably know that when prisoners are tortured into unconsciousness in jail, someone will pour water on them to wake them up; that's how Joker woke up.

Joker was shivering.

He gasped for breath in pain, his breathing gradually returning to normal, but his heart pounded as if it were about to burst from his throat. The sound of his heartbeat was like a drumbeat.

"You wretched giant, what right do you have to fall into a coma?"

Shabby looked like an ordinary teenager, but this ruthlessness made him seem like a true demon. He woke Joker up by splashing water on him in the early morning.

It was already the next morning.

He lay down and greedily licked the water off the ground; his parched body desperately needed moisture, especially his chapped lips, which burned.

She held a belief in her heart.

live.

When a person first stops eating, the glycogen stored in the liver begins to break down into glucose to provide energy for the body.

Three days later, the liver glycogen was completely depleted.

At this point, the body needs to utilize its fat tissue. After a period of time, once the fat is depleted, the body begins to consume protein and further oxidize amino acids to provide energy.

This period mainly involves breaking down proteins in muscles, and over time...

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Over time, the body will experience some reactions, such as dizziness, headaches, and physical weakness.

If this continues, the body's organs will begin to fail, eventually leading to death.

From the above, we can see that the survival time of each individual in a state of complete starvation is uncertain, depending on the specific person's general health status and fat reserves.

Generally speaking, a person can survive for about one to two weeks if they only drink water and not eat.

A person who doesn't drink water can only live for three days.

It's still in a relatively comfortable environment.

"I wouldn't even deign to deal with a weakling like you."

Shabby looked at Joker, who was acting like a beast, and kicked him in the side, causing Joker to feel another sharp pain.

"You're not even going to react when I hit you like this? Can't you at least give me some kind of response?"

Hit me, hit me!

It seemed like Joker said something.

After Shabi finished speaking, her voice was so weak that nothing could be heard.

He slowly stood up and staggered to Shabi's side, as if a gust of wind could blow him over.

"Clench your fist, yes, hit me...hit me..."

Shabi watched as Joker clenched his fist and raised it to his chest.

This was learned through Shabi's teaching, except that Juclo was bound by chains that kept swaying.

Make a harsh sound.

"It looks pretty good, doesn't it? You're quite capable."

Shabi was quite pleased with Joker's instruction, and he taught Joker fighting stances. The two of them standing together didn't look like they were fighting at all; it was more of an incomprehensible act.

"Resist!"

"Resist?"

For the first time, the drowsy Joker responded.

"That's right, resistance."

Juclos showed some reaction, which greatly excited Shabi. He quickly and effortlessly delivered a basic punch to Juclos's face, and the powerful blow sent Juclos's body crashing to the ground without any suspense.

Most importantly, before he fell to the ground, Shabi kicked him in the stomach again.

"what--"

The screams sounded again.