"I'm a digestive system, I'm good at swallowing, but I can't heal my wounds." The system sound sounds.

"Is there no other way?" Shi Yan was sick and rushed to the doctor.

"There is also a way to fuse the bones of that torso into your body, and when the bones are fused, your body will be automatically repaired, and your internal injuries will be healed."

"Didn't you say that I wasn't strong enough to fuse?"

"That's true, but there is also a solution, through the blood sacrifice, you can fuse some bones that can't be fused due to lack of strength." The system replied.

"Blood sacrifices? What is a Blood Sacrifice? ”

"It's just feeding it with blood, last time you had fused the bones of your limbs, and it wasn't stable yet, so there was no need to be in such a hurry to fuse the bones of the torso, but now it's different, and you have a lot of internal bleeding, don't waste it."

Waste? Sounds awkward.

But Shi Yan doesn't have time to pay attention to this now, he has no medicine and no medical treatment now, and he doesn't know if it will worsen if he drags it out, so let's try it first.

Soon the red mist appeared, and the white and crystal bones reappeared, Shi Yan picked a rib, spit out some blood from his mouth, smeared it on the white bone, pressed it to the ribs with his hand, and then his mind began to communicate with the bones.

And the red mist began to appear, wrapping the white ribs, and not long after, the ribs suddenly became hot, and Shi Yan was overjoyed, knowing that the bones had reacted.

Sure enough, the white ribs began to cool and heat rhythmically, and under the red mist, the ribs slowly integrated into the body, and then fused with their own ribs.

With the successful fusion of this rib, Shi Yan felt that the pain was reduced a little, and the bone fusion would automatically repair the nearby damage, and it really worked.

Finding a cure and enhancing his strength, Shi Yan immediately threw himself into bone fusion with a hundredfold enthusiasm.

With his current injury, maybe a super killer can kill him, and he now has a feeling that his life is not under his control, so he is eager to heal his internal injuries and restore his strength, otherwise his heart will always be unsteady.

And the appearance of the Netherworld made him feel a huge threat, he fought against the Nether, he was already out of the hole cards, and the strength to eat milk was exhausted, but fortunately he won in the end.

If there was one more person with the same strength as the Netherworld at that time, he would definitely not be able to come back.

So his strength is not high enough, there are still people who can threaten his life, and he hasn't felt this way for a while.

According to his estimates, the strength of the Netherworld should be what everyone calls the master level, that is, the strength of the seventh level of evolution or above.

Sure enough, level six and level seven were a huge chasm, and now he finally realized it.

And the boss of the Red Umbrella Company is an awakened person of the eighth level evolution, and once Shi Yan thinks about it, he has a sense of powerlessness.

For the seventh-level evolution, he has already died for a lifetime, and for the eighth-level evolution?

Don't think about it anymore.

Shi Yan was so smooth during this period of time that he once swelled to the point that no one could threaten him, but the cruel reality taught him a lesson.

Maybe the upgrade of the digestive system will be on the agenda immediately, and he always feels that only after the third-level enhancement will he have real safety, otherwise the awakened person who has evolved above the seventh level will give him a huge threat.

Just when Shi Yan was busy fusing the bones to heal his wounds, the Chinese medicine shop where they fought fiercely yesterday had already been destroyed to the point that they could not recognize their original face.

Many police cars were parked nearby, and the yellow separation strip blocked off all of them, and the police, FFI, and people from the secret department were busy coming and going.

Henry, the head of the secret secret service of country M, a seventh-level evolutionary awakener, was surveying the scene with two right-hand men at this time.

"Head, do we need to look into such a trivial matter?" One of the two assistants, the blue-haired Storm Girl, muttered discontentedly.

Henry smiled and glanced at the berserk girl, and said, "You are always too impatient, you think this is a trivial matter, then you can tell me what level of fight last night caused this state." ”

The Berserk Girl glanced at the situation around her and said with a grin, "It's not surprising that a few fourth-level evolved awakened people can achieve this level of destruction with all their might. ”

Henry smiled and glanced at Berserker, then turned to look at the other assistant, Edward, and asked, "Edward, what do you say?" ”

Edward frowned, since the head asked like this, the head was obviously dissatisfied with the berserk woman's answer, Edward looked carefully at the surrounding situation, and said in a deep voice:

"It should be above the fifth level of evolution, and in order to cause such damage from the fourth level of evolution, you must be able to do your best, like that wall, if you want to shatter like that, you must target the wall with all your might, but who will target the wall? Therefore, the shot should be above level five. ”

Henry smiled and said, "Edward's observation is very careful. ”

The berserker pursed her lips unconvinced, and muttered in a low voice, "What if someone happens to be in front of the wall." ”

When Henry saw the unconvinced appearance of the berserker girl, he couldn't help but laugh to himself, and he stopped selling the guanzi and began to express his own opinion.

He came to a place, crouched down, touched the thin layer of crumbs on the ground and asked, "Do you know what this is?" ”

Berserker and Edward followed and touched it, both confused and uncertain, and said, "It seems to be sawdust?" ”

"Yes, it's sawdust, but you see, there's a lot of it." The two of them followed Henry's gesture and looked, and sure enough, there were sawdust in many places.

"Maybe there's a bag of sawdust here." Berserk Woman made a bold guess again.

"It's possible, but it's not right." Henry nodded, then shook his head again.

Looking at the puzzled eyes of the two, Henry explained: "This sawdust is too fine, ordinary sawdust is not so fine, and it will be mixed with slightly larger sawdust, this is not ordinary sawdust, because I have seen it." ”

"What kind of sawdust is this?" The berserker asked curiously.

"This is the furious field formed around the top masters when they are fighting with all their might, and the sawdust formed by shaking the furniture to pieces, to achieve this level of subtlety, it takes at least seventh-level evolution strength." Henry spoke his own judgment.

"What?" The two assistants were a little stunned, the confrontation between the two seventh-level evolution masters was definitely not a trivial matter, and it often represented a rather serious conflict between the two top forces.

And also in their country, in their city, if these two forces get out of control and start a war here, how much destructive power will it have, how much damage will it cause?

"Boss, are we going to report?" Edward asked with a solemn face.

"Of course, I have to report it, if these two people fight again, I may not be able to control the situation." Henry said with a wry smile.

"What kind of forces are clashing here?" The berserk woman also swept away her original arrogance, and her expression was also very cautious.

Henry's face twitched, and he said with a solemn expression, "I hope it doesn't have anything to do with the Red Umbrella Company." ”