Whisper slowly opened her eyes and saw the person outside the glassware through the turquoise translucent dissolution. She opened her mouth and spat out a few bubbles, realizing that she couldn't speak. She frowned slightly, then waved her hand to go out.

The person outside the glassware saw her movements and immediately drained the liquid inside the vessel and opened the lid.

whispered and coughed a few times, spit out a few mouthfuls of green liquid, and took the cloak handed by the staff to surround himself. "What about the cold night?"

Really, although the effect of the highly effective treatment solution is undoubted, every time you are soaked, the lungs are completely filled with fluid, and then discharged, which is like drowning twice, which is really uncomfortable.

"The major general is practicing in the martial arts field." The staff replied. "Although all the bones are connected in place, the damage to the joints is irreversible, and there is no way to fully connect them in terms of technology. Your body is not yet fully recovered. ”

"Full recovery?" muttered in a whisper, directly snatched the report from the staff's hand and looked at it, and then threw it back to him. "It's okay, even if the joint can be repaired, I can't fully recover."

Whisper opened the door of this room, walked out along the corridor, took a simple shower, got dressed, and walked all the way to the martial arts arena.

Probably because it was late at night, there was no one else in the martial arts arena, only two men fighting.

Both men had the same coldness and conceit, the difference was that one was dressed in a white military uniform and the other was dressed in a black power suit.

The man in the black suit was obviously superior, and the man in the white military uniform was fighting. The sarcasm that is not yet dry in the mouth. The man in white became angrier and angrier the more he fought, but fortunately he squeezed out all the potential in his body. came and went, and the two also fought well.

"It's really a good friend, and it's so hot in the middle of the night." Whispering crossed her arms and leaned against the wall in the doorway, pun intended.

Hearing her words, the two of them withdrew their moves at the same time and took a breath.

"It is strictly forbidden for unrelated persons to enter the military restricted area." The man in white was expressionless. Judging by the rank on his suit, it was none other than Major General.

"If you don't come, this sentence would have worked five years ago." Whispering sneered.

The military uniform of the man in white was neat and meticulously organized. Even in the heat of training and fighting, there were not too many stains. It can be seen that the host is definitely a perfectionist. The badges on the shoulders of the servicemen also shined. It is not difficult to see his recognition and pride in his identity.

It's just that the existence of the army has absolute control and discourse before the Great War of Survival, but after the continuous awakening of the supernatural, from the army to the government system all collapsed. Plus in the battle for survival. Soldiers fighting on the front lines are dying excessively. So much so that all administrations are now taken over by the Anomalous Alliance. The military is long since the past tense of its existence in name only.

If there are any remaining troops, it is only the one in front of Whisper.

All non-paranormal soldiers recruited by the Major-General Cold Night, the supreme commander of the army who survived the Great War of Survival, exist with the tacit consent of the Alliance. Responsible for taking over the protection of the area of human activities.

In other words, the male lion who once protected humanity has now become a hound domesticated by the Aliens, tasked with the task of being a police officer and secretary before the Great War of Survival.

"You're out early again." Cold Night's face was expressionless, but the whisper could still feel his unhappiness.

Really, a kid with the same turtle hair as Qingyan.

"I'll be looking for Eleven in a moment, so it's okay to come out a little early." Whisper held out her hand, "Where's the weapon I want?" ”

The man in the black power suit took out a suitcase from the weapons garage next to the arena and opened it in front of Whisper. "The latest type of beam launcher developed by the underground military factory has five magazines, each of which can use fifty rounds. The old rule, take it back and change it when you run out, and then tell us how you feel about using it. ”

Whispering is a gesture that doesn't matter. "Second brother, didn't I say, why do you live more and more like a nanny?"

"You little one." Yang Jian, who was called 'second brother' by Weiyu, raised his hand and wanted to pat Weiyu's head, but she flexibly dodged it.

Whisper snatched the suitcase, grimaced and ran out the door.

"I still have something to give her." The cold night looked at the back of the whisper and felt a little helpless. "Every time I didn't see her, I came back covered in injuries."

Yang Jian patted Han Ye's shoulder, "If it's you, I'm afraid I won't even have the life to come back." ”

The cold night pouted, and fought with Yang Jian again.

Whispering walked down the stairs at the top of the corridor, walked to the staff dormitory, and knocked on a door.

Half a day later, Eleven yawned and opened the door, wearing only a military uniform. "It's the middle of the night knocking on the door, I won't say anything tomorrow."

"No way, in a hurry." Whispering squeezed in without waiting for Eleven to completely open the door.

Eleven saw the whisper for a moment, and then understood. "You sneaked out again before the treatment was complete."

"Anyway, with you, how troublesome it is to receive treatment."

Eleven scratched his head, and had no choice but to put on his clothes and lead the whisper to the practice ground of the staff dormitory. It was a little different from the army training ground where the cold night was, there were no training equipment here, only an open field and thickened walls.

Eleven stood in the doorway, whispering a slight fist, taking the beam gun from the suitcase and installing the magazine.

"The new device has a power twist on the side that can manipulate the intensity of the beam, but the beam energy remains the same for each shot."

Whispering nodded, the switch between point and surface attack, that is, the thinner the beam, the stronger the penetration.

Eleven saw that the whisper was ready, and let out a low sigh. "Activate the ability 'Divine Discernment.'"

With Eleven's ability activated, Whisper's face was filled with a pained expression. The back of her body slowly bulged and then transformed into a giant sarcoma. The sarcoma slowly grew, and finally 'snapped' out of her body and fell to the ground.

Whispering didn't relax as sarcoma left, but loaded the beam gun and jumped to the other side alertly, pointing the muzzle at the ball.

Eleven also took the opportunity to leave the practice room.

The strange sound of 'zizi' vibrated in the sarcoma, tearing at the thin outer skin. A clawed arm finally pierced the flesh, tearing open the gap, and out of the ball came a huge creature that was completely out of shape with the ball.

"The bull's head, the body of a spider, five meters tall, wow, your injuries this time are really not light." Eleven's gloating voice came over the radio in the practice room.

In the ancient mythology of the eastern region, people were originally good beings, but because of the monsters, they became evil and hideous, and the monsters spread by harming others. Therefore, once someone is harmed, or their temperament changes drastically, they will invite high monks and Taoist leaders to purify and expel and destroy the monsters in this person's body. In this way, the patient can be cured without medicine.

Eleven's ability, God's Vision, is one such ability, which allows him to turn the recipient's injury or illness into a youkai that corresponds to the strength of the person. If the ability can defeat the yokai, the disease and injuries will be healed automatically, but if the yokai is not defeated, it will reattach to the ability recipient and replace the ability recipient. At the same time, the more powerful the youkai is transformed by the disease that comes closer to death.

In the legends of the eastern region, the cow ghost is one of the great youkai, and although its strength is not top-notch, it is not bad. That's why Eleven said that the whisper was really hurt, and even this kind of thing was summoned.

Whisper took a deep breath and sideways as the cow ghost attacked her.

It's good, it's tall, it's strong, but at least it's not very flexible.

There wasn't much room to move around in the practice room, so Whisper luckily went straight to the cow ghost and aimed the gun at the cow ghost's head.

She pulled the trigger, snapped, and was shaken back several steps by the recoil, hitting the wall of the practice room. The bull ghost also raised his head, but only thin blood marks were left on his head, and he was not seriously injured. On the contrary, it was the whisper that angered him.

"I want to complain to Hanye that your military factory specializes in producing counterfeit and shoddy products!" Fortunately, Whisper hid in time, so that the angry bull ghost didn't use his forelimbs to dismember her.

"Attention, dear. The Bull Ghost is the embodiment of your injuries, which means that as you accumulate injuries in battle, he will continue to grow stronger. "Eleven is very good to watch.

It's a bad taste. Whisper glared at Eleven through the glass of the observation port. (To be continued.) )