"Miss Shion, your wounds and bones are not all healed, and you can't exercise vigorously, which will lead to serious sequelae." The polite medical officer, accompanied by the Holy Son, said helplessly.

In the fitness equipment room, Ziyuan lay under the bench press rack without saying a word, constantly holding the heavy barbell repeatedly, the arm muscles kept changing shape with the up and down movement of the barbell, and the beads of sweat the size of soybeans continued to drip down, blurring the ground.

But no matter how much the medical officer and the Holy Son tried to persuade her, Shion just turned a deaf ear, as if only pushing the barbell in front of her was the only thing she had to do at the moment.

The dry-mouthed medical officer finally gave up, shook his head and left the instrument room first.

The Holy Son looked blankly at the aster who was concentrating on exercising, but a different taste surged in his heart.

She signed a life and death contract with the Hero Association and participated in this filming operation, originally thought that it would be smooth sailing, at most she encountered some small twists and turns on the way, as long as she can complete the task of promoting the daughter of the masked man and continue to expand the influence and ratings of the TV station, she will be considered a complete merit.

But she never expected that she would encounter a large-scale attack by strange people just after setting off, and the cameraman died on the spot in the first wave of explosions, and she almost gave up at that time, if it wasn't for the persistence in her heart, she would not have been extremely lucky to survive until now.

It's just that how can she get the latest information back to the TV station now?

There was no internet, no cell phone signal, and the only way to transmit remotely was the radio station, but as soon as she saw the compassionate signal soldier again, she knew that there seemed to be something wrong with the communication link with the metropolitan area.

If it weren't for the bloody battles of the outpost soldiers, how could the humans in the metropolitan area live a quiet and stable life, and there are some truths that must be known to them, because behind the peace and tranquility, there are people who carry the weight forward.

She decides not to persuade Shion anymore.

The physique of the heroes is definitely more than the ordinary number of times, and in just two days, the few people who were seriously injured can walk on the ground.

Susan, in particular, looked the worst when she was carried back, but by this time the wounds on the skin had mostly healed, leaving behind mottled and rough scars.

Serena's spirit has not been very good, originally her best weapon is flexible and tough hair, and her body is only slightly stronger than ordinary people, this time when she met Faun, her long hair, which was not afraid of fire, was burned clean by the white flame, and her ability was greatly reduced. Her original strength was directly proportional to the length of her hair, and this time, she was almost hit hard.

Because she is from the same guild, Susan has been comforting Serena, but it doesn't seem to work very well.

Especially for heroes, losing most of their abilities at once is even more difficult to accept than dead.

Kohei originally wanted to comfort Serena, but this kind of thing can't be solved by comfort alone, he hesitated beside Serena's bed for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Until Susan glanced at him, "Okay, don't talk if you have small breasts." ”

Huang Ping almost didn't breathe, but Mika laughed heartlessly on the side, making him mum and return to his bed.

Mika's spirit seemed to be recovering well, and layers of Karot cards were spinning in the sky above her palm.

"Jiayue, come here, I'll calculate who your future husband will be for you."

"Poof......" Huang Ping spurted out a mouthful of old blood, he hurriedly shook his head, there is a way to cherish life and stay away from Meijia, he doesn't want to fall into some damn shadow for the rest of his life, "Forget it, Sister Meijia, don't tease me." ”

Mika chuckled, not forcing him, and the dozens of tarot cards spun rapidly on her fingertips, until only one slowly stopped spinning.

She looked at the card, and it was a "devil".

"It seems that the next days will not be so easy."

Night.

It was destined to be a long night, and although there were many beautiful women around him, Huangping was not happy at all.

From time to time, searchlights swept outside the tent, and the bright light penetrated through the thick tent, occasionally casting faint bright colors.

This small outpost can't hide any secrets, and it didn't take long for everyone to know that the outpost had lost contact with the metropolitan area. And the same goes for the other two outposts.

The faces of the people who were not in a high mood became even more ugly, and the dinner ended in a lifeless atmosphere.

Huang Ping could see that Lemmon wanted to say something to encourage everyone, but given the current situation, no amount of words would probably have any effect.

Therefore, he simply gave up this plan for the time being.

After dinner, the camp was soon plunged into darkness except for the guarded watchtower.

People snuggled up in their tents, drinking wine and playing cards, trying to get through the long and difficult night.

In the tent where Huangping was, Mika had been lying on the bed playing with cards, not knowing what she was thinking, Shion had consumed too much during the day, and went to bed and fell asleep after dinner. Susan and Serena had been talking something, and it was obvious that Serena's mood had eased a bit. The Son had been lying on the bed, writing on his laptop.

Huang Ping put his hands behind his head and kept looking at the top of the tent, and in this way, before he knew it, it was slowly late at night.

He has regained control of the rules of power, but now he is more and more hesitant. Since the day his parents were killed, he has been determined to get rid of all the weirdos, but as time goes by, not only have the number of weirdos not decreased, but there are more and more of them, and high-level weirdo leaders have emerged one after another.

What is wrong with the new world, just like the Holy Son once said, it is not to give ordinary humans a way to live.

In the past two years, on the surface, there have been few incidents of weirdos in the metropolitan area, but in fact, the power of the weirdos is growing, and blindly optimistic human beings live in the metropolitan area, but they can't feel the urgency of the crisis. Once the weirdos launch a large-scale attack, I'm afraid that humanity will not be able to defend itself.

His goals have never changed.

But he has been working hard, why is he getting farther and farther away from his goal?

Confused, he couldn't sleep, he wondered, why did this crazy world suddenly appear, did everything really have to find answers from the alpha crystal?

When an unknown emerges, and another unknown seems to answer the previous unknown and is within reach, it is no wonder that the Hero Guild Headquarters and Violet Women's Academy take this project so seriously.

Is there really an answer there?

Perhaps.

Kohei rolled over and finally fell asleep before dawn came.

At dawn, Kohei suddenly woke up in a palpitation, and he sat up abruptly, only to find that there was no one around him.