It was Vito who was hiding in the corner, and in his opinion, any act that might take someone's life was a crime, regardless of who was hit, and the thought in his mind was that he could not let such an act continue, because it was a crime.

Vito rushed into the crowd recklessly, pushing and shoving everyone as hard as he could, trying to stop them from continuing to hurt the wounded on the ground, but his personal strength was insignificant under the anger of the many rebels, and it was completely a mantis arm blocking the car, and in just an instant, he was overturned by the fierce waves of resistance. However, he did not give up because of this, he tried to support his body, waved his hands, brushed away the countless shadows of the soles of his feet falling from his head, pushed left and blocked, but there were still countless pairs of big feet kicked or stepped on his body and face, His face and eyes were swollen, his head was much larger than before, and his eyes were red and purple. His eyes narrowed into a slit, his body hurt everywhere, and his clothes became torn apart in the process of pulling, draped over his body.

The strength in his body is getting smaller and smaller, his hand is about to move, and the shouting has no effect, he gives up, he puts the only strength he has into a useful place, finally, all the strength is exhausted, the body is exhausted to the extreme, and there is a blur and chaos in front of him, basically he can't distinguish between things and people, his consciousness is also blurred, heavy feeling, extreme fatigue, he doesn't want to move, he threw himself on the ground, just before he fell to the ground, he only felt that the ground was soft, and his fall didn't hurt at all, and then later, I don't remember anything...

"Whew...," a wail reached the bottom of his throat, a reaction that could not bear the pain.

"Oh my God, he's awake." A series of fragmented footsteps ran out in a hurry. After a while, a few chaotic footsteps came from far and near.

"Well, it's past the dangerous period, and it's okay now, but I still need to recuperate, eliminate stasis and swelling, reduce inflammation and relieve pain, bandage wounds, repair damaged bones, send someone to accompany me, and report the results."

"Okay, doctor, we'll take care of it."

Vito struggled to open his eyes, and found that his eyes were limited in how much they could open, and they could only open a narrow slit, and everywhere they could see were white, white walls, white curtains, white sheets, and people dressed in white.

This is the hospital. Vito's reaction was normal, and through his brain's first judgment, he began to recall everything that had happened to him before, the underground buildings, the light rail, the high-speed elevators, the prisoners, the SWAT, the observation room, the shattered flying glass, the collapsed walls, the hideous and frightened face, the Tarzan overpowered, the raindrops of the soles, the scenes shuttled through his mind, like a film film slowly rolling on a projector.

Moving his body slightly, he felt the pain all over his body transmitted to the brain through the nerves, and he couldn't help but convuls, he couldn't help but grin, and turned his body sideways, letting his stiff body loosen up, and felt the upper and lower lips sticking together, and the deep throat was dry and itchy, and finally couldn't help but let out a series of chapped coughs.

"What do you need? Are you thirsty? I'm going to pour you some water, you can drink some. A shrill voice came, and Vito glanced out of the corner of his eye, it was a nurse in a white nurse uniform, and as you could see from the code plate on her chest, this nurse was a biosynthetic, just like herself, codenamed Leah 51.

Vito nodded, his eyes showing gratitude, a friendly tribute to others for giving him love, his lips opened, and a hoarse voice came from his throat: "Thank you." ”

Drinking a few sips of water relieved the problem of thirst, but as soon as the water was in his stomach, a series of gurgling sounds came out of his abdomen, and Leah 51 smiled: "Hungry, it's time to be hungry, you've been in a coma for two days, and you've just woken up, I'll go prepare food for you, you, a seriously injured person who has just woken up, can only go a little more liquid first, and when the stomach adapts to it, you will only eat daily food again." Vito listened to her explanation, enjoying the feminine voice, and even the pain in his body felt less painful.

"You lie down for a while, I'll prepare the food, and I'll be fine right away." Vito nodded, watching the enthusiastic nurse leave briskly.

Vito's gaze returned to looking up, and his mind shifted to remembering what had happened before he fell unconscious, Director Dupont should be fine, and the SWAT officers who were suddenly attacked, what fate would await them after those rebels launched this small violent revolution in a frenzied manner, because they would definitely not be able to escape, the place was so heavily guarded, there were so many armed SWAT outside, they were still prisoners with their freedom of movement restricted. Am I doing the right thing? Vito suddenly asked himself in the back of his mind. He could no longer remember what kind of impulse he had at that time, he just wanted to stop others from endangering the lives of others, and his body obeyed the dictates of his subjective consciousness to do what he thought was right, and this was the reason for all his impulsiveness and even recklessness. I just don't know what the outcome will be.

It turned out that he was so unbeaten. Vito smiled bitterly in his heart, and muttered quietly, "It's good that everyone is okay." ”

"Yes, Vito 1000, as you think, now that you're awake, then it's really all right." A very familiar and somewhat awkward voice came from the direction of the door, and there was a little uncomfortable in this voice, which was depressingly artificial.

As soon as Vito heard it, it was the voice of his commander Wharton, and it was the huge underground castle he had taken him to that day, where those unexpected events had occurred, and he had become a wounded person who enjoyed special treatment and honor.

He propped himself up and glanced at his superior, the most basic etiquette he could do now.

"You don't have to get up, you're fine, I'm very happy, I just got the news from the hospital, so I hurried over. When I entered the door, I was deeply relieved to hear that you woke up and cared so much about other colleagues, and I was even more touched by your bravery and justice. ”

Vito, who was praised and encouraged, forced to smile in response, because the injuries on his face prevented him from making more vivid expressions, so he stopped.

Vito's failure to show gratitude to Dade made Wharton's heart feel a little dissatisfied, but seeing Vito's swollen and deformed head, he thought that it might be because of Vito's brain damage, and forgot his boss's usual care and love. So he didn't pursue these details, but continued to tout his tallness and goodwillness.

The passive Vito reluctantly showed considerable patience and tolerance, putting up with his chatter until a sweet voice asked, "Who are you?" Mr? Hearing this, Vito felt that Leah was like an angel who saved himself, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Wharton proudly revealed his identity, and his identity was indeed respectful enough, but Leah51 maintained the due respect and said: "Dear Mr. Registrar, this Mr. Vito 1000 is a patient I take care of, my superiors take special care of me to take care of him, and now that Vito 1000 is hungry, I should feed him some food, this is my job, please wait until I finish my work, and he is not tired from exertion, you can continue your conversation." ”

Leah51's tactful resistance prevented Wharton from blaming her, and could only do as she said, either wait by the side or come back later, and Wharton chose the latter.

"Vito 1000, you eat something first, then recuperate, and when you are fully recovered, you will go back to work, and I will send someone to pick you up at that time." With that, Wharton quickly left the room and vanished.

Vito was puzzled by Wharton's behavior of putting down his body and coming to comfort him in person, he didn't think that what he had done was enough for Wharton to show such care to him, could he have mistaken Wharton at all! His former harshness and harshness were all pretended! Is actually a good boss who loves his employees? Especially for synthetic creatures like themselves. In the end, Vito secretly denied his doubts in his heart, there must be some other reason for Wharton to show unusual care for him, as for what, Vito couldn't find an answer for a while, but I believe he will know soon.

Leah 51 is a trained professional synthetic creature, and she has a fluent grasp of her workflow, and she is meticulous in her workflow, which Vito admires. It didn't take long for Leah to feed the prepared food into Vito's belly, and complete a series of dressing changes and care.

"You sleep for a while, sleep is the most powerful for your body's recovery, because when you sleep, the self-conditioning of the body's functions reaches the strongest value and enters a state of self-repair, at this point, there is no difference between synthetic biological beings and viviparous biological beings." Vito grinned and smiled hard to show that he accepted her suggestion, and Leah smiled and closed the curtains and turned to leave the room.