Since there is an intermediate genetic medicine, there must be a matching method of use, and the strange person is cautious, all this kind of medicine that acts on the body will definitely cause various changes when used, maybe there is something to pay attention to.

As soon as my mind moved, I immediately had an idea.

"Even the mid-grade genetic potion is carried on you, it seems that you must have used it!"

"No wonder the skin is rough and the meat is thick, so durable!"

"If all the border orcs had this, they might be trapped here."

As the strange man spoke, he used his spare eyes to look at the golden lion's facial expression, especially when he spoke of the border orcs, and Curry's eyes clearly showed a hint of contempt, which was a sign of negation of what the strange man had said.

If you think about it a little, you can understand where you can find intermediate potions when it is difficult to even buy primary potions.

"Human, what do you think is a mid-level potion? Hum! ”

Curry snorted coldly, his thick nasal voice like a muffled grunt. Even if he is treated as a prisoner, the proud lion man still does not look at humans squarely, and in his opinion, the problem of strange people does not even affect orc children with a little common sense.

Everyone also has a mid-level genetic medicine!

What is his intermediate genetic elixir, which is one of the cores of the orc empire that can stand tall in the starry sky. Ordinary orcs in the core administrative star of the star field can buy a primary potion if they are bankrupt. As for the mid-level potions, they have always been stored as war resources.

This is true even in the core of the Orc Empire, not to mention the remote frontier beneath your feet.

What's more, before using the intermediate elixir, the primary elixir must be injected first, if there is no basis for the primary potion, the ordinary body is afraid that the physical body will be torn apart by the changes brought about by the change of the genetic sequence.

Thinking of this, the golden lion thought in his heart, if he let the other party use the intermediate potion without knowing it, and then tear his flesh, the next thing would become beneficial to him.

No, the human in front of him had definitely used primary potions, and from the previous attack, it could be seen that the opponent's physical strength was not low. He didn't know that the weirdo was talking a cliché, but he simply analyzed the weirdo's words and found out that the weirdo had used an intermediate potion.

The golden lion thought about it for a long time, and felt that the idea of concealing the use of the potion and then letting the human explode and die was sealed, so he could only be silent and no longer mention the matter of the genetic potion.

Seeing that the cliché failed, the lionman was cautious, leaving the weirdo with no room to drill.

In desperation, he put the potion in his pocket, turned on the communicator and connected Luthor and the others, and then they came to the square to meet.

Luthor was supported by the team and led the surviving humans to the square, and after meeting the stranger, the tragic situation was immediately seen by the stranger, and the bare severed limbs were retracted into the sleeves of his combat shirt.

"How did you hurt like this?"

The strange man's words of concern made Luthor feel no discomfort in his heart.

This is the weirdo, a senior with ambivalent feelings. He is cruel to the enemy, but he is very warm to himself. At this moment, Luthor felt a different kind of care, different from the care between his comrades, the way the elders looked at the juniors.

Let him hesitate and say, "It's out of the way, it doesn't hurt anyway!" ”

Bah!

When the strange man heard this, he was a little angry, and spat a mouthful of phlegm mixed with yellow sand on the ground.

Just enough for the golden lion who tried to get close to close the distance again.

"Okay, don't be pretentious, take this away! Inject when you have time! ”

The strange man approached Luther, pinned Luthor to the ground with one hand, waved the rest of the crew to stand back, and then carefully placed the mid-grade genetic potion on Luther's palm.

"What is this?"

"Genetic Elixir!"

Genetic agents?

When to steal... Captured? Didn't the weirdos say that there might already be no genetic medicine on the border? In Luther's puzzled gaze, the stranger

He lifted his chin and squeezed his eyes at where Curry was.

Oh!

It turned out to be confiscated from the lion's head.

Luthor knew that the strange man was thinking about him, and his heart was very warm, and he didn't say thank you, and the strange man didn't like to hear the hypocritical words. His right hand brushed over the weirdo's palm, quietly loading it into his pocket.

"Is there anything to look out for?"

The strange man shook his head, indicating that he didn't know, and then told him to try to find a place where no one was around.

To this, Luthor could only nod, dumbfounded. Although his teammates will never be blushing, he may be seen by the exiled orcs, and he still understands the truth of his guilt.

After distributing the seized items, the transport ship summoned by His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince was moored at everyone's side at the right time.

The strange man looked at the time and prepared to hurry everyone to go.

Just like the door of the transport ship of a small civil airliner, just as the surviving humans were about to board the ship, His Excellency the Golden Lion Curry couldn't sit still, stopped in front of the strange man, and said with an unkind face.

"Human, don't break your word!"

"Drop the detonator first! I've given you permission to leave! ”

Throw down the detonator, and it won't be beaten into a sieve by the approaching army of mechs.

The strange man sneered and shook his head.

"When we get on board, we'll naturally throw away the detonator!"

"Impossible, human, don't get an inch!"

The golden lion's amber eyes widened, its mane fluttering, blocking the door of the transport, and as long as the detonator was in the hands of the weirdos, it would not be at peace.

It's impossible to get the weirdo to put the detonator down, but you can think differently.

You can kidnap the lion head in front of you all the time!

"It's okay for me to let civilians go, I can get civilians out of the bomb release range, but!"

"But what?"

"You have to come with us!"

What the!

When Curry heard this, how could he do it, although he was now a human captive, it was also to preserve the reputation of the royal family, in order not to cause a mutiny in the Frontier Legion. But to truly become a captive yourself.

It is the sixth prince, His Royal Highness Curry, and it can't be done yet.

The orc royalty is shameless? Besides, if you get on a human thief ship, you may not even be able to keep a whole corpse!

"Humans, give up this naïve idea, the orcs only have the royal family standing and dying, and there are no prisoners who are born on their knees!"

Hehe!

Seeing that it reacted violently, the strange man sneered and raised the detonator and began to speak to the communicator connected to the orc legion.

"Since your prince has changed his mind....."

"Then I'll detonate the bomb in the crowd..."

Curry looked at it, and a deep helplessness appeared on his face, the human in front of him was simply too shameless and shameless.

Let him say this, and the tall image he has established before will definitely be thrown under his feet!

"Okay, okay.... Humans, do as you say! ”

The golden lion raised his arms and spun in a circle, looking at the strange man with a cold face.

The weirdo glanced at it and stopped looking at him.

There was a shout into the distance, signaling for civilians to get up and leave.

The orc civilians who were crouching on the edge of the square with their heads in their hands heard the order to leave, and collectively stood up and looked at the location of their princes, releasing the most sincere expressions of gratitude.

"Oh, orcs, look, they're thanking you!"

"Do you feel like you're a hero?"

The strange man joked and laughed, but did not let Curry Lion face have any expression, and the golden lion had already begun to think about how to get away from it when the civilians left.

It looked around, the transports docked near the center of the square, and the mechs were not far south of the square, allowing it to escape as long as civilians were out of the blast.

though

It's not glorious, but it doesn't affect it, and it doesn't continue to be controlled by humans. If it is controlled by humans and captives enter the transport ship, the subsequent actions of the mech army on the ground will be even more difficult.

"I need a communicator, I ask the orc troops to cover the civilians!"

"Oh, yes, you can't play any tricks!"

The weirdo continued to bend the corners of his mouth, sneering. Throw the communicator at the orc, and ignore it, all of this is in its plan.

Then, he turned his head and motioned for Luthor to enter the transport ship first and find a convenient location to recover first!

When Luthor understood, he got into the transport ship, waved away from Xiaoxiao and Chang'an, who were supporting him, found a corner, nested up, and no longer cared about the outside affairs.

In his opinion, with the character of a strange man who can be regarded as a "treacherous and cunning", the orcs should not be able to get any benefits in his hands.

So you can quietly inject genetic medicine!

He took out the metal scroll from his pocket and opened it with the method taught by the weirdo, and the purple injection popped into view.

It's different from the previous injections!

It turned out to be purple! Intermediate Genetic Agent?

Luthor retraced the stranger's whisper in his mind, knowing that the potion in front of him, which looked like grape juice, was a mid-level genetic potion that was a step up from the one he had used before.

As for the method of use, the effect of the potion, the strange man didn't say anything, and he didn't know anything, so he thought it was no different from the previous injection.

The previous blue potion can restore the injury, but this one is more high-grade, will it regenerate the severed limb?

With great hope, Luthor pulled out the needle, aimed it at the vein in his left arm, and pushed all the purple potions in.

boom

boom

Knock knock!

The cold entered the blood, and the body suddenly felt a trace of coldness.

The strange sound of a heartbeat, like a hurried knock on the door, echoed in my mind.

With the experience of the previous use, Luthor leaned against the corner metal wall and sat on the ground, waiting for consciousness to fade.

Knock knock

Still a rapid heartbeat.

Faster and faster, a sudden burst of heat began to spread from the chest.

He closed his eyes, and his body seemed to be crawling over as if there were thousands of ants, like a snake and insect bite, and it was extremely itchy.

It's so hot!

Who's going to put an ice bucket on my head!

Hey?

Why am I not in a coma yet!

Luthor opened his eyes, the red in his vision was like a meteor, his consciousness became extremely clear in a narrow range, and those red threads like meteors began to converge.

What is it?

Luthor reached out and reached for it, but it was empty, but what surprised him even more was the hand that lingered in the air.

It was a little hand that was growing.

"This is my left hand, it's... It actually grows! ”

"It's growing!"

Luthor was sure that the little hand of the toddler was slowly getting bigger, and in his sight, the red silk threads, as well as the surface of the skin, the red silk threads, were like rivers flowing into the sea.

Converge towards the clenched little hands.

Whenever a large area of red silk thread merged, Luthor could feel that his palm was a little hotter again, and his strength was even stronger.

"Is that the energy scattered by the broken protons?"

Such a question rose in my mind.

Luthor didn't know, and didn't know what the red thread was that was slowly disappearing from his vision, but the regrown left hand, and the strength of his clenched fist, made him chuckle under his breath.

"Hahaha, I'm Hu Hansan, I'm back again!"

Captain Lu, who was much happier in his heart, looked at his left foot.

The ankle of the left leg, which was originally charred and bare, and a small pocket foot, swayed in front of him.