However, until she left the dream world, He Xuewei still didn't learn much, because seven days was still too short after all.

According to Feng Nan's words, it is best not to fight with people casually, otherwise a few people will be killed.

However, he doesn't think so in his heart, because just some foundation is enough.

The reason for all this is because of her perverted ability-

[If you're well, it's a sunny day]

This ability may sound very literary, but it is quite crude and simple in nature.

As long as Feng Xue is alive, He Xuewei will not die no matter what! This is also the reason why she said to Feng Xue: "How can I die if you are not dead" - to put it bluntly, it is the power to be born completely for someone.

Even if the head is cut off, broken to pieces, burned to ashes, or even the soul is scattered, it can be easily restored, the blood flowing out will return to the original body, and the broken body will be reversed, as if it is fixed in a certain timeline.

No, you can't say that, because He Xuewei's exercise can strengthen herself, and her hair and nails will also grow over time, all of which can't be explained by the fixed timeline.

If Feng Xue knew about it, he would definitely sound an old comic from his previous life-3x3eyes.

The "nothing" in it should be the closest to this power.

Maybe the superpower that the author gave He Xuewei is the prototype of this ability?

But everyone doesn't know that He Xuewei's superpowers were not designed by Xuefeng at all, because Xuefeng never took care of He Xuewei after writing He Xuewei to death!

(That's why there's a big author like me outside the box!) by Zhai Nan)

Leaving the dream world, He Xuewei's soul returned to a cold space.

"Here?" He Xuewei felt that her numb body gradually regained its softness, and as her body gradually woke up, a feeling of suffocation followed, and when she opened her somewhat dry eyes, it was all darkness.

"I can't have been buried in a coffin, right?" He Xuewei laughed secretly, she didn't care about not being able to breathe, even if her superpowers were poached out of her heart and lungs, there would be no problems, let alone just thin air.

Gently groping around, He Xuewei judged that this was a coffin-like box, but from the cold breath that was constantly emanating, it was a morgue, right?

"Fortunately, it's not an urn...... He Xuewei smiled self-deprecatingly, if it had really been burned into ashes and put into the urn, she really couldn't imagine that such a big person would get out of the urn.

Groping gently, He Xuewei quickly found a position with a slight gap, and kicked hard with her foot against the "ceiling" above her head, and the not very fresh air poured into the small space, followed by a miserable white light that was not very bright.

He Xuewei's eyes haven't seen light for a long time, right? The moment she saw the light, she felt a stinging pain in her eyes, and then it was dark, and she remembered that the old people often told the story that if you don't see the sun all year round, you will be blind when you suddenly see the light.

But her superpowers were so versatile that the feeling of darkness lasted only a few seconds before she saw the light again, and then, without any doubt, was blinded again.

After going back and forth several times, He Xuewei found that the situation did not improve because of regeneration, and he could only close his eyes and slowly adapt to the light through this gap.

Fortunately, this morgue didn't seem to be a place for people to come often, and after about a night, she finally felt that her eyes didn't feel pain behind her eyelids, and she squinted her eyes slightly, and the light passed through the gap.

He Xuewei didn't realize until this time that her arm had dried up a little, although it was slowly recovering under the effect of superpowers, but it would take more than ten days to really change back to the appearance of ordinary people.

He Xuewei fortunately lay in the coffin of the morgue, carefully holding her breath, waiting for her body to slowly recover, while groping for the flow of people in this morgue.

It was a very exciting experience for her, she thought that she would feel the atmosphere of fear and oppression in the morgue, but at the moment there was only excitement and excitement.

"Am I having a mental problem?" He Xuewei couldn't help but ask herself, but then shook her head with a smile, "If you want to live in this problematic world, no problem is the biggest problem, right?" ”

Time is gradually slipping away, He Xuewei found that this morgue will come to check every three days, fortunately, whenever she hears movement at the door, she will hold her breath to make the heart in a state of myocardial hypoxia and stop beating, so that her body is in a state of death, and after the examination, the heart will start beating again when she starts to breathe, in this case, He Xuewei stayed up for eight days, and her body finally regained its healthy luster.

"Isn't that too slow?" He Xuewei muttered to herself, but she soon understood that the slow recovery was not because her superpowers were already like this, but because she kept committing suicide, the superpowers gave priority to recovering fatal injuries, and fatal injuries were recovered instantly, and the overdrawn superpowers naturally needed to be recovered slowly, and when the superpowers were full, they would repair their bodies again, so that the efficiency would naturally be greatly reduced.

But at this time, it is not the time to say this, He Xuewei has no idea what the situation is like outside!

Gently climbing out of the coffin in the morgue, He Xuewei almost stood unsteady because she hadn't walked for a long time, but fortunately, he quickly held on to the morgue behind him, so that he didn't make a noise because of the fall.

"Fortunately, the clothes have not been pulled off...... He Xuewei checked the following clothes, but they were still in good condition, turned her head and used the morgue as a mirror to look at her face, and found that there were no other marks except for some dry blood stains on her face. After thinking about it for a while, she finally had an idea, and waited slowly, until three days later, when the usual inspection was about to come, she found a cabinet with a lower number than her previous morgue number and hid.

Not long after she got into the cabinet, the door opened, and with the sound of a thin rope opening a drawer, a scream suddenly rang out—

"Oh no, there's a corpse missing from 444!"

Then came the sound of the gate opening and closing and the sound of running. A moment later, there was another sound of the drawer being opened, and then He Xuewei heard a somewhat mature voice say-

"Immediately notify all active personnel to start searching, this is no small matter!"

Immediately after, there were footsteps and the sound of the door closing.

Seeing that the plan was successful, He Xuewei immediately got out of the morgue and waited slowly, and before long, noisy footsteps sounded outside the door, but no one walked into the house.

It's dark under the lights, maybe that's it?

He Xuewei quickly wiped the blood from her face, and then opened the door.

"I'll go, it's the body lost in this house, what are you going to go in and find? Do you think that after that thing survived, it just felt that its bed was uncomfortable, so it changed to a different bed? Before He Xuewei could speak, a voice scolded her head and face, and kept muttering: "The quality of this group of new college students is low, and they haven't experienced on-the-job training at first glance!" ”

So, in such chaos, He Xuewei followed the team off work and escaped......