Chapter 3 Conversations

"You're here?"

The glass door of the intensive care unit slid from the middle to the sides, accompanied by a long beeping sound. ,

Due to the peculiarities of this place, anyone who wants to enter this place needs to be approved by Norma, or a black card or above. In a sense, it's also a kind of protection for the patients who live here.

It's a pity that there is such a strange thing, and the intensive care unit is completely used as a hotel to live.

Mercer withdrew his gaze toward the wall and met the gaze of the visitor.

"Hmmm......"

Chu Zihang just answered, and then there was no follow-up.

It's not that he's cold, it's that he doesn't know what kind of attitude he should use to face the person in front of him. If you want to say that you are the same age, but the person in front of you on that rainy night on the elevated road is already like this, and it is still like this, and he fought side by side with his father; If you want to say that you are an elder, Mercer is one year lower than him.

But if he was to talk about what he knew about Mercer, it was a different matter.

"Healed well, right? Although the battle is dangerous, I think President Chu should be fine. ”

The verbal respect is well disguised.

Chu Zihang thought about it, and at the same time touched the part of his heart again, and the terrifying golden pupils seemed to still have the horror of the day.

It was obvious that his entire heart had been pulled out, but Mercer only recovered after a few drops of blood...... Could it be some unknown spirit? A little blood alone could save a mortal injury, and a spirit of this strength was only higher than his Monarch Flame level, right?

And the new heart is very different from the original.

"It's okay, thank you for your concern."

He took a deep breath and felt the growing power in his body, but he couldn't suppress the joy and excitement.

Just one day after recovering from his injury, he resumed his long and arduous training program. To his surprise, according to medical knowledge, the rehabilitation process of at least half a year was completely absent, and he easily broke through the previous limit in the first training.

What is still not over is that as the intensity of his workouts increases day by day, the limit of what his body can bear is also greater day by day. Where the weight-bearing cross-country distance is less than 50 kilometers, the beating speed of the heart will not change much. According to his estimates, the heart's stroke volume may have exceeded several liters per second.

In other words, it may take only a few seconds for his heart to replace the blood in his whole body during strenuous exercise.

This is confirmed by the feeling after each workout - only the muscles feel tired and dissolve unusually quickly. At this rate of getting stronger, it might not take long for his body to train to reach the theoretical physical limit of ordinary hybrids.

Of course, his physique is at most less than one and a half times the current one, but this is still a basic improvement. The increase in burst blood is based on the basic body element, and the stronger the body, the longer the burst blood erosion can withstand.

But it becomes such a heart...... Isn't it really a high-tech hydraulic pump?

"The academy came to you for this mission." Mercer interrupted Chu Zihang's thoughts immersed in the imagination of a bright future and pulled him back to reality. "But I've already called you over, and probably the school board's attitude has relaxed a bit."

"Nothing more than letting you persuade as much as you can?"

Chu Zihang was silent, because what Mercer said was the truth. He didn't have anything to be embarrassed about, after all, he didn't know the twists and turns. All he cared about was the content of the mission......

The message left by the man.

"So, the leaders always take it for granted...... Nor do I look at what the person in question thinks. ”

Mercer gave a mischievous smile and even raised an eyebrow defiantly at the surveillance.

With his smile, a faint golden light emerged, and he delicately pulled an apple out of the fruit basket, and then a thin crack appeared on the skin of the apple, gradually expanding. It was as if an invisible knife had slashed across the skin, and even the juice that had been cut out hung in the air before falling into the garbage basket of its own accord.

Circles of perfectly connected apple peels hang in the air, dangling gently at both ends, like a burlesque performer's salute before a performance. In the end, it ended up the same as the juice.

"Eat? My craft is still good. ”

Chu Zihang shook his head lightly.

"Okay......"

In Mercer's disgruntled complaints, the apple continued to be cut, only this time with no regularity or beauty, and the speed of the light flickered almost into a continuous line of beams, slicing the flesh and core into countless pieces. The juice splashed, and the glow seemed to be unstoppable until the last drop was squeezed dry.

Like a massacre of the burlesque audience?

The strange metaphor derived from Chu Zihang's mind couldn't help but surprise him a little - this kind of emotion expressed by either a poet or a madman, he never even thought about it in his daily life.

"Failed practice work."

After the final evaluation, the puddle of apples, which were already a viscous fluid, were thrown into the sink without flushing, as they obediently streamed through the pipes at the bottom of the sink without staining the walls of the pool with a hint of white.

Orderly demise, silently.

"It's time to get down to business." Mercer patted the juice on his hand that was not zài, and the golden glow converged.

"My sources should be reliable. So what we need to do is to find out where Commissioner Chu Tianjiao, that is, your father, used to stay the most. The whole process may take a long time, but with your participation, I think the information that has been silent for several years should jump out impatiently. ”

It's like a funny show.

Chu Zihang came up with a strange idea again.

"So, this mission is for the two of us? Can you explain why? ”

Curiosity is common to all people, not to mention that it is a matter related to his father. Privately, Mercer did not have the need to answer him, but now, under the indirect gaze of the school board, he could confidently wait for the answer to his question.

"Oh? I'm doing it for your own good—"

Mercer elongated his voice strangely, and the gradually growing Liuhai cast a shadow on his eyes, but only in this way did Chu Zihang feel natural. It seems that there should have been a layer of shadow or ashes there, and hell was buried deep under the ashes.

"Don't forget, in the Nibelungen ......"

The words were not finished, but Chu Zihang almost understood what he meant.

The Nibelungen Project.

Mercer didn't mean what was going on in the Nibelungen underground in Beijing, or what they said or agreed with each other, but he was alluding to his college's Nibelungen plan. If you want to participate in this program, you must have enough deeds and merit to prove that you are a well-deserved No.1 among all students, and this task can provide him with enough results......

Stronger power, even more than two kinds of speech spirits-

Chu Zihang suppressed the excitement in his heart, and nodded expressionlessly to show that he understood.

A person with facial paralysis like him, even if he is a master of micro-expressions, it is difficult to analyze any reliable mental activity through his expressions. This kind of thing that Mercer came forward to let him get the results would be very troublesome if it was revealed on the bright side.

"Let's do it first, I don't think the academy will keep me in this place for long, after all, there is always some preparation before the mission. Don't worry about me. ”

He waved his hand, revealing a seemingly sunny expression.

Chu Zihang kept his face paralyzed, nodded, and turned around to go out.

Norma needed three seconds to identify her identity, Chu Zihang's eyes were aimed at the iris scanner without squinting, but she saw the figure sitting on the hospital bed without saying a word in the slight reflection of the glass.

What was going on in his mind?

Although it had nothing to do with him, when Mercer slashed his wrist, he saw the sorrow he had predicted.

I seem to know a qiē, but I am always so tired and angry...... When he fell silent, he became part of the dull ward, and the black clothes seemed to want to crumple into the white walls, but in the light, there was already an illusion of shadows.

What was he thinking?

After the rainy night after losing that man, Chu Zihang glanced at himself in the mirror. Now, he seems to see himself again.

But it's different.

The glass door opened smoothly, and he stepped out of the room with his head bowed slightly, his mutated heart beating vigorously.

Mercer wasn't as powerless as he was back then......

The more power there is, the more fuel there is. When the husband is angry, he will only splash blood for five steps, but the son of heaven will bleed thousands of miles when he is angry...... There will always be times of despair and sorrow, and at that time you will want to destroy what you can.

The difference is only that some people will destroy themselves, some people will destroy others, and some people want to destroy the world.