Shen Chong knelt on Captain Farouk's deck to change the dressing on the rotten leg. The wound never heals, and Farouk is always scolding. Today he kicked over the medicine can: "Trash! If it can't be cured before the Blood Tide Conference, throw it into the shark tank!" Shen Chong lowered his head and saw an old scar on his neck that hadn't healed in twenty years - it was from when he was a slave in his previous life. He died forty-seven times and came back to life every time. Late at night, the enemy's fleet surrounded Farouk's warship. All the pirates looked ashen, but Shen Chong stood up and said, "Give me a broken ship, and I will kill the enemy." Amid laughter, he drove his small sampan alone towards the enemy's formation. The first wave overturned the boat and he was torn apart by sharks - and then regrown. He swam onto the enemy ship covered in blood and cut off the flagpole with a knife. The enemy went crazy and stabbed him more than thirty times. He smiled and pulled out the knife, and the wound healed instantly. "Now, who is the weak one?"
