Chapter 12: Is It Really Weak?
"Ahh Can you tap it! He shouted loudly.
"How can tapping work? I have a clear feeling that the strength of your ligaments is better than that of ordinary people, and it will not be effective at all without a little effort! Nicholas said as he walked to the other side of the bed.
"Then you should also inform me before you exert your strength, so that I can be prepared!"
"Okay!" Nicholas said and pulled up his other arm, "Are you ready?" β
"Not yet, wait a minute, let me slow down...... Yes! Before he could finish his words, Nicholas rubbed his elbow joint, which directly tore the ligament there.
Lying on the bed, his arms were swollen and slightly deformed, "Nicholas, do you still have credit?" β
"Shut up! Neuropathy has no right to criticize me! I took this surprise so that you don't magnify your feelings of pain because you are nervous! Nicholas argued.
"That's it! Don't talk nonsense, if I start keeping time. β
Nicholas stood on the edge of the bed, holding a timer in his hand, while Xuan Ran closed his eyes and seemed to be thinking intently.
As time passed, the swelling of the uproar's arm gradually subsided, and the deformed part slowly returned to its original state...... Perhaps thinking that he was almost recovered, he sat up with his arms propped up, and he flicked his newly recovered arms twice to prove that they were indeed flexible.
"Very good, the progress is still obvious. Swelling time: 7 minutes and 36 seconds. Recovery time: 12 minutes and 11 seconds. Both worlds are about 6% shorter than the results of the last experiment. β
Yu Ran wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked, "The time shortened every time is almost the same, right?" β
"Yes, based on the five experiments you've done so far." As he spoke, Nicholas picked up a pen and wrote down two pieces of data in a notebook, "If I had doubts that your ability strength could increase, then your experiment today has perfectly proved that the results of the Communist Association's research are wrong. At least there is a special case for you. β
"Well, it feels good to break the truth! I'll take a sip of water, and let's do it next time! β
"What? Are you still coming? Do you have masochistic tendencies or are you really insane? There was a hint of anger in Nicholas's surprised tone! If you want to come by yourself, I won't accompany you! I can't stand every time you howl so badly, it's like cutting your life! β
"Come on. Come on. I can't do anything to myself, otherwise I won't be able to work with you, princess! β
"Don't even think about it!" Nicholas refused very simply.
"Aren't you a blood clan who has lived for hundreds of years? I should have already been strong enough to be iron, right? β
"Huh!" Nicholas sneered, "Obviously not so!" With that, she threw the timer to Xuan Ran and walked out of Xuan Ran's bedroom.
"Well, that's all for today. Why are you going? Xuan Ran also followed.
"I'm going for a drink! The sound of your howl and the muscles of your arm slowly squirming under the skin as I recover in my head makes me feel very uncomfortable! β
"Is there one? I think it should be a beautiful creep! β
"Shut up!"
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Nicholas came to the living room with a bottle of red wine, she turned on the TV, sat lazily on the sofa, pulled the bottle out of her hand and poured it as she walked by, and then sat down as well.
"How long has it been since you had an injection?" Nicholas asked suddenly.
"The last time was the one you helped me before we both went to the Shadow Bar. What's wrong? He lit a cigarette.
"You're not addicted to drugs?" Nicholas asked, surprised.
"It's not that I didn't commit a crime, but I didn't have any medicine if I committed a crime, and those I used last time were the last stocks, and I didn't go to the captain to get them during this time, so I didn't have them at home at all. And I've found a way to curb my addiction! Yu Ran said with some pride.
"What's the solution?"
"Pain! The pain was so severe that I was able to stay awake. He spat out a puff of cigarette and said leisurely.
"So you just asked me to do the experiment for you because ......"
"Yes, but I'm feeling better now." said with a smile.
"Are you detoxifying this way?"
"Actually, no, I really want to train my abilities."
But why do you want your energy to grow? With the strength of your current ability, it is very difficult for someone to deliberately murder you, let alone anything. Nicholas snatched back the wine.
"Because I want to help you." The uproar was so calm that Nicholas didn't even understand the meaning of the words.
"Help me with what?"
"Help you defeat Firin, defeat the Blood Feast!"
"Poof......" Hearing the uproar, Nicholas squirted out all the sip of red wine he had just drunk into his mouth, making his face all over his face.
"I'm dizzy! What are you doing! Angrily, he pulled up his T-shirt and began to wipe the red wine off his face.
"It's okay! I just heard a funny joke. Nicholas said with a smile, then took another sip of his wine.
"You think I'm kidding?" Announce was a little upset by Nicholas's attitude, "I really want to help you, with my ability, my way." β
"Poof!" Nicholas once sprayed wine on Yiran's body, and at this time Yiran had already determined that these two sprays on him, Nicholas did it on purpose!
"Neurotic old woman!" She took off her wine-filled T-shirt and tossed it aside, then turned and walked towards the bathroom.
When Nicholas turned around, he saw the phoenix soaring on Xuan's back, and a wave of anger welled up in his heart, and she was angry not only at herself.
She is the princess of the Bloodline and the leader of the Feast Alliance! But ever since she narrowly escaped from the Blood Feast that day, she has been depressed, depressed, and depraved! She huddled in the human boy's house and survived. Yes, she hasn't done anything since they were defeated that day, it's not that she doesn't know what to do and how to do it. It's that she doesn't want to do it, because she's a little scared! She feared fighting, killing, and seeing her living friends turn into cold corpses.
She also knew that she couldn't do nothing, because Filin's burning ** wouldn't give her time to let her be infinitely confused. Filin must be in full swing carrying out his plan. Even with such a grim form, she still couldn't lift her spirits, and she was still wasting the little time she had left.
She hated her cowardly, fragile self. She was angry with herself. It wasn't until she listened to the words that she realized that she was not as strong as a 19-year-old. Although this child had a different experience from hers, she had the same feelingsβa heartbreaking loss. But the boy still persevered and moved forward, and although he took many detours in his way out of his pain, he never gave up on life, and the truth is: his life is getting better little by little.
"Shen Xuanran! You listen to me, you don't have to take care of my affairs, and you can't take care of it! You think you're strong right now? I'll tell you plainly, in fact, you are still weak and pitiful! Your abilities are completely unfit for combat, and this is a war, not a street brawl for you high school students! You're powerless against any of the vampires of the Blood Feast right now! Nicholas yelled at the uproar.
After listening to Nicholas's words, he quickly walked back, he snatched the red wine bottle in Nicholas's hand, and smashed it on the coffee table, the bottle shattered, and the red wine also splashed Nicholas's body, and now what Uproar was holding in his hand was a wine bottle with a sharp edge like a knife, and suddenly, he stabbed the half of the wine bottle into Nicholas's neck!
Nicholas didn't dodge, knowing that injuries of this magnitude posed no threat to her, and that the wounds would heal in a matter of moments.
He pulled out the bottle abruptly, and the blood spilled together with the red wine painted a beautiful picture on Nicholas's clothes.
"If you still think I'm weak, I'll never ask for help again!" said in an uproar.
"Do you think you stabbed me to prove that you're strong? Oh ha! I hurt Princess Nicholas! I'm a mighty Alien Warrior! This must be your inner monologue right now, right? Nicholas scoffed.
"Humph!" Uproar also hit back at Nicholas with his sneer.
"How do you feel now? My dear Nicole! (Nicole is a homonym for Nicolas here)"
"What's going on? How did you do that? Nicholas became serious, for the wound that should have healed soon showed no sign of healing, and the blood was still pouring out!
"It's very simple, I'm just making your wound healing very slow!" He spoke calmly, as if it were as simple as eating for him.
"How did you do that?" Nicholas repeated her question.
"I can control my healing speed because I can feel my cells, so I can control your healing speed......"
"It's because you can feel my cells!"
"That's right!" After saying that, he gently stroked Nicholas's wound, and then the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Do you still think I'm weak and pitiful?"
"Well, I'll admit, you're not as weak as I thought!" A smile bloomed on Nicholas's grim face, "And you just called me Nicole, I like it very much." β
"Why?"
"Because that's what my godfather and a very good friend of mine called me."