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On board, searchers have determined that there are indeed human movements on the island where seabirds are circling ahead. The governor quickly divided the men into two groups, leaving a third of the men behind, and went to the island himself with two-thirds of his forces.

"Are you going with me?" The Governor asked Bluehair. Brother Lan Mao hesitated for a moment, but decided to go to the island for a walk. After all, according to the intelligence, the guy named Manglong on the other side is extraordinary.

With a wave of his hand, the governor beckoned the adjutant over and advised: "The prisoners downstairs, the effective time of the anesthetic is 8 hours, but the strength of two of these people is not trivial, for the sake of safety, you can give them another supplement of anesthesia after two hours." In the meantime, keep the ship on alert. ”

"Yes!"

After the order was given, the governor and the soldiers assembled on the deck. Once the ship has reached a certain position, the speedboat is lowered from the deck and headed towards the island.

Replenish anesthesia after two hours!

Duchamp pondered this sentence, and felt more and more that the situation was urgent.

He gave a new order to the little spider, asking the little spider to go to the vicinity of the cell to be in charge of the lookout, and then, strip the mental power from the little spider.

It was a wonderful state, and the little spider's whole body felt that senses were gone from him one by one, and Duchamp regained his perception back to his heavy body.

He was pleasantly surprised to find that his vision had returned, and his eyes began to work. The human eye is the most peculiar organ in the body, and the skin it covers is ultra-thin, but it is super hardy, anti-fatigue, and resistant to all kinds of undesirable conditions.

It seems that his consciousness is gradually recovering.

"Check your physical condition!" He gave an order to the system.

After a while, the results of the examination were already digitally displayed, and he was still two and a half hours away from being out of anesthesia.

"Is there still two and a half hours? You can spell it out! Duchamp's eyes rolled for a moment, and he thought of a possible solution.

He clicked on the mall again, searching for available potions inside:

Boiling Elixir: Gain a 'blood boiling' effect in 5 minutes, increasing muscle strength by 20%.

Stimulant: Increases the character's body perception for 15 minutes.

Strengthening Elixir: Gain stamina boost in 5 minutes, increasing stamina by 20%.

Duchamp didn't really want the effects of these potions, he wanted a bottle of potions that would strengthen his metabolism. What's more, there is also a note next to the mall that the cooldown time for taking the potion increases with the amount taken, the cooldown time is 15 minutes for the first dose, 30 minutes for the second dose, and the cooldown time for the third dose increases to one hour.

Let's try it with a bottle of boiling potion first.

Duchamp was worried that he would not be able to take the potion with his body downward, but when he bought the potion, he could clearly enter the skin and blood from many parts of his body, and his loose muscles began to gain strength again.

The ears were the first to recover, and the tiny drooping hairs in the pinna began to sway softly with the sound waves, and the sound of the machines of the steamer, and the harmony of the waves of the sea, began to flow down the pinna of the ears in waves.

Duchamp concentrated his mental power on his right hand, and his fingers moved slowly. He struggled to find the sensation, the power and perception that had been lost from his body, and little by little he brought them back together.

He slowly lifted his right hand up, trying to gather the strength in his muscles, all the way up to the front of his eyes, which was wonderful.

"So, what should I do with this little power?" Duchamp thought hard.

"Drinking plenty of water may help you get out of this state early." Duchamp muttered to himself, and a bottle of water appeared in his hand.

But to his embarrassment, he couldn't unscrew the lid of the water bottle.

"It seems that you have to say it at the same time." Duchamp put the cap in his mouth, bit it with his upper and lower jaws, and rotated the bottle with his hands.

After much effort, he finally succeeded in delivering water to his body. "Hehe, this water tastes good, and even the strength of the body feels like it has recovered by three points."

He took out the receiver connected to the spider, which was now loyally crouching on the lamppost outside the cell, and the corridor was dead silent.

He suddenly remembered something, and took out the communicator again, "It's good, I was able to contact Shanglu and Gavin." Duchamp muttered to himself, pressing the communication request.

On the winding mountain road, the road was running wildly with Gavin on his back, but Gavin, who had recovered, struggled hard, and kept saying something in his mouth. Lu comforted as he ran: "Gavin, now is the time to worry, bear with me." Gavin struggled a little more, and finally pulled something out of his bosom and slipped it over Lu's ear.

Lu was stunned, then suddenly realized and pressed the call button of the communicator.

Duchamp couldn't help but laugh with relief when he heard Lu's familiar loud voice, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and the feeling of his tongue was so difficult.

"Styri, Styri, are you talking? What happened to you? Lu said anxiously over there.

Duchamp put his tongue under his teeth, and his upper and lower teeth closed violently, and the pain that had not been felt for a long time came to his face, and this feeling was so wonderful and exciting.

Duchamp smirked, and he opened his mouth, and the blood bubbles slowly bubbled out. He struggled to control his tongue and said slowly, "I'm fine, don't worry about me, worry about you, this boat can scan and locate your location, but just run to the cave or the depths of the canyon." Also, worry about a blue-haired, he's very powerful, don't fight with him, run, hide. Hold on for two hours, and I'll come and meet you. ”

Lu shouted, "I know, we're running into the cave." Where are you now? Is it hurt? ”

Duchamp was about to say a few more words, when he suddenly felt that the strength of his body had disappeared again, and the time for the effect of the medicine had passed, and the power that had been supported by the power of medicine had disappeared again.

"What a cheat!" Duchamp muttered to himself. The communicator slipped from his hand and fell to the ground, and in the earphones, there was still an anxious shout.

Gavin stopped Lu shouting, "Stop shouting, Styry may not be able to speak right now." I'm hiding. He said he'd come and pick us up for two hours, and we'll just have to get through those two hours. ”

When Lu came back to his senses, he found that he was too nervous and disconnected from the large army.

"What about them?" Lu asked Gavin on his back.

"They just went into a cave under the leadership of Gal."

Looking left and right on the road, I found that I had inadvertently run too high, and I had already run to the commanding height of this island, the center of the top of the mountain was empty, there was a five-pointed star in the middle, and there was a labyrinthine cave entrance all around. He picked a random cave and slipped into it.

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