About half an hour later.

Chen Zhuo came to the door of the Dark Dragon Mansion.

Two heavily armed soldiers came out of it, one of them saluted Chen Zhuo, and then said, "Blood Sword, Team Zhao told us to come and pick up the prisoner." In addition, there are already medical personnel waiting in the building, and your injuries must be treated immediately and without delay. ”

These two soldiers exuded a powerful momentum, and according to Chen Zhuo's judgment, they probably all reached the standard of quasi-martial artists.

The little fat man is not weak, and it is normal for these two soldiers to escort him.

When the little fat man saw the two soldiers, his teeth were trembling, he swooped behind Chen Zhuo, and said in a trembling voice: "Old ...... Boss, you've got to help me say something, I can't let them shoot me." I haven't killed a single chicken since I joined the Creation Organization. And the two of us have hooked up, I will provide you with information, and you will reduce my sentence. You...... You've got to ...... Speaking of martial arts. ”

Pull your sister's hook!

Chen Zhuo slapped the baby's hand holding his thigh, and said to the soldiers: "It's troublesome." This prisoner was of great use to me, and I asked the two of you to keep him in a quiet and separate room, and after a few days I would consult him for some important information when my injuries had recovered. ”

The first soldier nodded: "Don't worry, Team Zhao has already reminded us." As long as the person has not committed a major crime in the past and is able to cooperate well with your work, then we will definitely give him the most lenient treatment. ”

When Gao Baobao heard this, he nodded like pounding garlic: "Guarantee cooperation, guarantee cooperation." ”

I wailed in my heart: this time it's a big loss!

Chen Zhuo turned his head to look at the little fat man and said with a smile: "Remember, in the past few days when I have been recuperating from my injuries, I need the most detailed information of the Creation Organization, and I will ask the Dark Dragon's intelligence team to verify the information you provided." How much you can reduce your sentence depends on how accurate your information is. ”

With that, he walked into the building.

The medical staff, who had been waiting for him, immediately stepped forward and put him on a stretcher.

Such a severe gunshot wound required immediate surgery.

Half an hour later.

On the operating table, several doctors glanced at each other, and there was a deep shock in their eyes.

"It's a lot of willpower. ”

"This kind of gunshot wound, even an ordinary would-be martial artist, I'm afraid it will hurt the muscles of his face to distort, and he didn't wrinkle his eyebrows. ”

"Pain perception is normal, nerve sensitivity is normal, muscle perception is normal. can only rely on extraordinary willpower to keep the face from changing color. ”

"I always thought that the story of Guan Yu scraping bones and healing wounds in ancient times was fake, but I didn't expect that such a character really existed in reality. How the hell did he do it?"

All the doctors looked at Chen Zhuo's indifferent expression, and their hearts couldn't calm down at all.

The operation went smoothly, from the time the bullet was removed to the sterilization and bandage, the whole process was only about an hour.

Not cracking the bones is the greatest luck.

Half past nine in the evening.

When Chen Zhuo finished hanging a few bags of anti-inflammatory injections, he returned to the Dark Dragon Community amid the strong opposition of the doctors.

Ten o'clock is approaching.

If you don't go home yet, the consequences are worse than a gunshot wound.

"Well, I was going to go home today. As a result, I can't go back for a short time...... And the college entrance examination is getting closer and closer, I'm afraid I can only go home a few days before the college entrance examination. ”

Before the college entrance examination, you have to go home.

And he also has to go to the school to apply for the admission ticket, pre-exam training, pre-exam arrangements, and precautions in the examination room...... And so on, many things.

in the room.

Chen Zhuo wiped the sweat off his body a little, then opened the game, and sat in the empty living room waiting for ten o'clock to come.

"Although I was fatally shot today, at the moment of death, I had a big breakthrough in my body and mental will. Especially the spiritual will ......"

He smiled confidently.

In the past, if he had suffered such a serious gunshot wound, although he would not faint, at least he would grin in pain, but today he only had a momentary fatal pain when he was shot, and he could even do it without changing his face later.

If it weren't for the susceptibility to wound infection, he estimated that he would be able to use a knife to pull the bullet out of his shoulder without having to have surgery at all.

"My spiritual will used to be not far from that of a martial artist. After this breakthrough, it is estimated that it can be completely comparable to a martial artist. ”

He nodded secretly.

From the current point of view, the improvement of his spiritual will will will not help his strength much, but Chen Zhuo faintly felt that things should not be so simple.

He looked at the time.

"Huh, it's ten o'clock?"

"It's strange that when this happens, my head will automatically hurt sharply, and I have to put on a smart helmet to start the game. Something seems wrong today?"

Chen Zhuo's eyes widened.

Because today, his head doesn't hurt!

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant.

One minute.

Two minutes.

The time gradually came to 10:05, and Chen Zhuo still didn't wear a helmet, but except for feeling a little discomfort in his head, he no longer had the unbearable pain before.

"What's going on?

Chen Zhuo couldn't hold back any longer, hurriedly put on the helmet, and then immediately entered the game.

This look.

He was surprised to find that the game screen was still exactly the same as before, but there was an extra pop-up window.

"Congratulations to the player, the mental will has reached 1 her. From now on, players can customize the game time without having to force them into the game at the end of the day. However, players must play for at least 40 hours in a week. 【Click here to close】"

Chen Zhuo carefully read the pop-up information several times.

And then.

Huge surprises came flooding in.

In the past, Chen Zhuo was very satisfied with the virtual game, which could improve his reflexes, exercise his body skills, and purify any elixir. But the only downside is that every 10 p.m., it forces itself into the game.

Because of this, no matter how difficult Chen Zhuo is outside, how dangerous the task is. As soon as the time approached ten o'clock, he had to go home.

There is no solution to this shortcoming.

For the past two months, he has been very lucky, rushing home before 10 o'clock every day.

But.

What if one day you encounter an irresistible factor and you can't rush back?

The consequences are unimaginable!

This hidden danger will not be lifted for a day, it is like a time bomb hidden in the depths of Chen Zhuo's mind, which makes him very worried.

And now, when Chen Zhuo saw that he would be able to customize the game time in the future, the joy in his heart was indescribable.

"Very good, without this hidden danger, I will never have any scruples outside in the future!"

Chen Zhuo was extremely excited.

It took a long time for the violently beating heart to calm down.

He began to stare at the words on the pop-up window: Spiritual Will reaches 1 Hz.

"Spiritual will, there is still specific data quantification?"

There was a deep surprise in his eyes.

Originally, Chen Zhuo thought that spiritual will was just a very illusory term, but when the game said that his spiritual will reached 1 her, a thought suddenly appeared in his heart:

"Could it be that spiritual will, like speed, strength, and reflexes, is a measure of martial arts strength?

He hesitated for a moment.

Exited the game and looked it up online for a while. Finding too little information about the spiritual will on the web. Even if there is, most of them are fabricated at first glance, and there is no authoritative information at all.

I thought about it.

Chen Zhuo dialed Zhao Qian's phone: "Brother Zhao, I want to ask, does the spiritual will have any effect on the cultivation of martial arts?"

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