Because of the limited conditions, Mo Ren could not achieve the same level as the operating room. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But after all, he is only doing the completion of the experiment, not the real rescue, so he can reluctantly settle for a while.

Natives who have not harmed vital organs only need to take out the bullets, transfuse some blood, and get some herbs to smear them, and use their mental power to strengthen them for a while.

However, for those natives who have been injured by bullets to vital organs, it is more difficult to treat.

For now, without knowing their blood type, Mo Ren could hardly replace their internal organs, so even if he helped clean their abdominal cavity, the severe damage to the internal organs made them doomed to death, because even if Mo Ren had telekinesis, it was impossible to reassemble the internal organs for them before reaching the point where they could interfere.

Because of this, several of the injured natives died immediately.

Sometimes, though, fate is just that.

One native was so unlucky that his liver and kidneys were ruptured, and he was certain to die.

But it was also because of the thugs that his parents and brothers were also killed, and Mo Ren accidentally saw his brother who looked exactly like him when he was sorting out the body, so he simply transplanted his internal organs to him, and it was up to him whether he could do it or not.

And after doing this, Mo Ren did not leave directly, but stayed in this small village for a while.

The wounds of these natives are fixed by their own mental power, and if they leave, all these veins and tendons that have been stitched together, whether it is skin and flesh, will all crack open in an instant, and then it will be another disaster.

Of course, Mo Ren's stay in the village was not wasted.

All the injured natives were placed within 400 meters of Mo Ren, which allowed Mo Ren to protect, observe, and study their body structure all the time, and while their wounds were slowly healing, Mo Ren also obtained a large amount of fresh human body information.

But that's not enough.

So Mo Ren naturally attacked this group of thugs again.

Through the methods of dissection, stimulation, and observation, Mo Ren used his meticulous mental power to collect some information in a deeper way, including the impact of acupoints on the body, part of the structure of the brain, the impact of some hormones on the human body, how to subdue or kill ordinary people more easily and effectively, and more valuable data.

And among them, there is also the news that some thugs have inquired about.

For example, the real identity of this group of thugs, they are actually a group of mercenaries roaming the African continent, who collected money from a local warlord half a month ago to eliminate the potential dangers in the surrounding area, and used force to capture a group of natives as slaves to help with mining.

The warlord had given the mercenaries a full month to clear the surrounding area, and they had half a month left when they were captured by Moren.

That's enough for Mo Ren to complete all the experiments.

Whether it is the experimental surgical healing status of the natives, or the progress of obtaining experimental data from the mercenaries, it has been completely over in more than ten days, and the natives who received the treatment have basically survived, only two died due to some unexpected circumstances, and the mercenaries were wiped out by the Moren group.

As for the mercenary who abused Mo Ren's mother at the beginning, the death was particularly tragic.

Mo Ren wrapped all the nerves and blood vessels in his body with his telekinesis, and after confirming that he would not die because of this, he slowly pulled out his bones, turning him into a puddle of flesh that could only struggle and squirm, and finally ordered the other mercenaries to gnaw on his body, whoever ate the most would survive, while the others continued to be continuously pulled out of the bones.

Thus, under the deliberate protection of Mo Ren in all aspects, this mercenary experienced a great horror of being divided and eaten in the clearest and most complete way.

Even as his frenzied companions uncovered his skull and grabbed his brains with their hands and put them in his mouth, his consciousness remained awake, and this terrible lucidity lasted until the moment he was completely brain dead, giving him plenty of time to repent of his sinful life.

As I said earlier, none of the mercenaries survived.

As for the mercenary who ate the most, Mo Ren actually really planned to let him live, but he had a stomach ulcer in the first place, and as a result, after eating it, he caused a stomach perforation, and died crying while vomiting blood.

Mo Ren can't help this.

None of these mercenaries were kind-hearted, and each of them had the blood of many innocent people on their hands, so Mo Ren didn't have any psychological burden to kill them at all.

In fact, since gaining the ability, Mo Ren has found that his personality has begun to become more and more extreme, sometimes calm makes people chill, sometimes it is terrifying after being provoked, and the desire to become stronger is extremely persistent, but in addition to these three points, those emotions that belong to ordinary people are getting farther and farther away from him.

I can't love, I can't laugh, I can't be grateful, and I can't treat others with kindness.

I don't know when Mo Ren gradually began to stop believing that everything was so good, when he was still young, the death of his mother and brother caused a devastating blow in his heart, which made him more willing to think about everything in the worst place, because only in this way can he be able to prepare everything well, and after gaining the ability, this situation can be said to be even worse.

Although these mercenaries themselves deserve to die, the reason why Mo Ren wants to kill them is not to do the right thing for heaven, because Mo Ren knows that he has never been a righteous partner at all, only children, brain-dead and mentally ill will feel that they are righteous partners, and the reason why he killed this group of mercenaries is very simple, just because the other party provoked him, he felt very unhappy in his heart.

As for experimenting with them, it's just a means to extract value from them.

As for the natives, they also didn't say anything about Moren's cruel behavior, in fact, these natives had already taken him as the embodiment of Tukaru's spirit after Moren showed his abilities.

According to the local indigenous language, the spirit of Tukaru is a totemic belief, a mysterious spirit that mixes nature, beasts, and ancestors, although they don't know how they mix these three things together, but since they are already convinced of this, then Mo Ren doesn't bother to continue to explain to them, they can believe how they like, anyway, after they believe this, it is no problem how they drive their minds, not only will they not be frightened and howl, but will be full of awe of themselves.

Even Mo Ren carried out all kinds of extreme experiments on those mercenaries, and the group of natives believed that it was the spirit of Tukaru who punished these people, but they became more convinced of Mo Ren's identity.

However, even if they worshipped Mo Ren as a god, Mo Ren would never stay here for a long time......

……

"Great Tukaru Spirit, are you really leaving?"

Still wrapped in bandages, Rulen respectfully prostrated at Meren's feet and asked him softly.

“…… That's right. ”

Mo Ren frowned slightly, Lu Leen's attitude still made him a little unaccustomed, although most people may like this feeling of superiority, but Mo Ren didn't want to see an old man kneeling in front of him like this, the culture and etiquette that his mother taught him, made Mo Ren a little unaccustomed to the other party's excessive respect: "I'm going...... Where I should go, I will continue to guide you there. ”

"You want to throw ......"

"I've said it many times, it's not abandonment. ”

Mo Ren shook his head and changed to a tougher statement: "This is the will of the Spirit, you can only obey it." ”

"Well... Well......"

Ruren seemed to want to say something, but he faintly felt that his body had become heavy, as if a mountain was pressing on him, and even breathing became much more difficult, so in desperation, he still surrendered to the 'divine might', only to see him reluctantly nodded: "Great Tukaru Spirit, I will obey your will and lead the people out of here......"

"Hmm. ”

Mo Ren nodded slowly, and then the whole person floated slightly.

Ignoring the natives kneeling below, Mo Ren flew directly to a height of more than a thousand meters, and then confirmed the direction, and flew directly without hesitation.

In the past ten days, through continuous cultivation, Mo Ren has a deeper grasp of his body, so at this moment his hands and feet have grown back up, and his mental power and physical strength have been improved to a certain extent.

Mo Ren heard from the mercenaries about the address of the local warlord and the surrounding city, so he directly followed the address given by the other party.

Located in the northeastern region of Africa, it is a country called 'Shiku', and as Moren saw along the way, it is a very chaotic and terrible country, although it is very rich in various natural resources, it is constantly infighting among various forces, plus some "big countries" Perhaps because the iron ore here is particularly rich, warlords and sects around the country are frantically occupying all kinds of mineral veins, digging and then selling them to buyers from other countries at low prices, in exchange for sufficient firearms and ammunition, and continue to use them to fight with other warlords.

To be honest, it is undoubtedly very difficult for ordinary people to find what they need in this kind of place.

There are some religious shadows everywhere here.

In addition, there are a large number of mercenaries, the private soldiers of the warlords everywhere, because of poverty and backwardness, robbers and thieves abound here, if it were not in the cities ruled by the big warlords, then it would take almost five minutes for a weak person to be stolen or robbed, and then either disappeared or died.

It's like a paradise for the chaotic, with the desert full of lawlessness.

After leaving the no-man's land where the indigenous village is located, Moren has met four different waves of people, but he has no way to communicate with them, because almost all of them are lying.

As for why Mo Ren could tell they were lying, it was because their heartbeats were noticeably faster.

“……”

Taking a deep breath, after thinking about it for a long time, Mo Ren gave up looking for the city and instead moved towards the area where the warlord was located.

It didn't take long for Mo Ren to find a very humble 'camp'.

It was a makeshift camp for the warlord, and it also served as a training ground, and many 'recruits' were gathered around to learn something useful or useless with a group of old oilboys.

Mo Ren did not fall from the sky in such an exaggerated way as before.

This time, he got a dilapidated off-road vehicle, this off-road vehicle was used by the mercenaries before, but because they were all hung, this car naturally became Mo Ren's asset, which was filled with all kinds of resources that Mo Ren had collected, including all kinds of guns, ammunition, and gasoline and diesel for the car.

Because he drove in directly, Mo Ren naturally attracted the attention of many guys.

There was no expected riot, although the recruits were not good at dealing with it, but some of the old oilmen were already familiar with this kind of thing, they cautiously pointed their guns at Mo Ren, and at the same time quietly looked for some shelters around, if there were no covers, they would quietly retreat behind those newcomers, and loudly questioned the origin of Mo Ren.

[They warn of my attacks?]

Mo Ren glanced at these veterans with his right eye, and then rejected his guess: [No, the range and posture they avoided should be afraid...... Explosion?]

"Hey, who are you?"

Some of the veterans hid behind the newcomers, and at the same time pretended to be very imposing and shouted at Mo Ren: "Why haven't I seen you? Do you know what this place is?"

"This is Elkem's territory. ”

Mo Ren slowly opened the car door, stepped out of the car, and said with a calm expression: "I'm looking for Elkem." ”

(PS: Please forgive me if the state is not bad today, by the way, the future update will probably be fixed between six and eight o'clock in the evening.) ）