Song and Mr. Impermanence talk all night long, and they try to find a way to get Franky Mill out of Paradise Island.

Since they were in a submarine diving into the deep sea, they seemed to have no sense of day and night.

At about nine o'clock in the morning, Ming Ghost looked hurried and broke into the cabin of the tea house where they were, interrupting the conversation between Song and Mr. Impermanence.

"What? How early? Impermanence looked at the Ming ghost curiously, she had already realized that it must be those two people again, except for what the problem.

Song Ye looked at the Ming Ghost with a frightened face, and he was a little speechless for a while, more than he knew what he could say. Ming Ghost came here in person so early, compared to what accident happened, and it would not be a small accident.

"I don't think you'll believe it, because I don't believe it myself." Ming Ghost said breathlessly.

"You guy, you don't need to give a personal opinion when you speak, I didn't want to listen to your opinion, I just wanted to know what happened?" Mr. Impermanence looked at Ming Ghost with curiosity, not knowing what she was trying to say.

"You'd better come with me!" Ming Ghost shrugged helplessly.

"What the hell is going on?" Song asked.

"It can only be said to be a miracle of life." Ming Ghost said as she glared at her already big eyes.

"Alright, alright, let's go check it out, there's no need to talk about it all on and on here." Mr. Impermanence burst out laughing.

The three of them soon came to "Mo Wenzhi", and the Ming ghost first brought a plate covered with a white cloth, and after the white cloth was uncovered, what was placed on the plate was a large and a small one, showing a dark purple severed arm.

"Is this their hand?" Song couldn't help but ask.

"That's right, yesterday at noon, I amputated their limbs and finally knew what toxins they had in their bodies." Ming Ghost nodded and said.

"So they're saved?" Song asked.

"Yes, but there are some ...... Other situations. Ming's tone was a little hesitant.

"What's the situation?" Song asked.

"Unbelievable situation." Ming Oni pursed his lips.

"What the hell is going on!" Mr. Impermanence asked impatiently.

"Yesterday afternoon, after I settled them, I left here, and this morning I came with me, and I came here to see if everything was okay......" Ming Ghost said here, and did not continue.

"And then? Did you notice something wrong? Song immediately asked.

"Yes, something is very wrong, even far beyond the scope of my knowledge." Ming's tone sounded a little stammering.

"As the saying goes, there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world, it's nothing, what did you find?" Mr. Impermanence asked.

"You'd better come back and have a look!" After speaking, the ghost hesitated for a moment, and quickly walked over to Franky Mir, who was lying on the hospital bed.

Ming Ghost carefully pulled open the futon covering Frankimir's body, but when he saw Frankimir's body, Song and Mr. Impermanence immediately revealed an incredible look, as if they didn't dare to trust their eyes at all.

Frankmir's right arm, at this time, looked intact, as if nothing had happened, not even the wounds left by the White Lady, not even any bruises.

If Frank Mire's right arm was still intact and standing on his own body, then what was going on with the two purple-red stumps that the Ming Ghost had shown them just now.

"Are you sure that the one you showed us was his right arm?" Mr. Impermanence asked, taking a deep breath.

"It's true, it's true." Ming nodded heavily.

"That means it only took him one night to recreate an arm." Mr. Impermanence muttered to himself thoughtfully.

"Could it be that he is a biochemical soldier!" Song seemed to understand something.

"I don't think it's likely." Ming Ghost said.

"Unlikely? What does it mean, isn't it true that the biochemical soldiers have the ability to repair themselves later? Song asked rhetorically.

"When I saw that this guy had the ability to repair itself, I also suspected that he was a biochemical soldier, so I took a sample of her cell tissue for testing. As far as the technology currently mastered by human beings is concerned, the self-repair ability of biochemical soldiers mainly comes from two aspects, one is mitochondrial repair technology and the other is stem cell repair technology. My test results show that his mitochondria are not without any proliferation and mutation, and it can even be said that under the action of catalysts, they are more stable than ordinary mitochondria. On the other hand, I also did not find his stem cells, which have the ability to replicate themselves. This is not a simple repair, but the growth of life, if he is really a biochemical soldier, then he is an unprecedented breakthrough in technology. ”

"That's really evil." Song frowned and nodded.

"Maybe that's why those people want him." Mr. Impermanence said lightly.

"The evil sect doesn't stop there." Ming Ghost said with a strange expression. With such a strange expression, no one could say clearly, whether it was out of frustration or joy.

"What else is there to do?" Song looked at the Ming ghost intently.

"Let's take a look at this." Ming Oni said as he came to Leo's side.

Just like just now, the Ming ghost also lifted the futon that covered Leo's body, and Mr. Song and Mr. Impermanence saw a surprised scene again, but because the steel had already been surprised once, it was not so sudden now.

Leo's right hand is actually repairing itself, but the degree of repair is far from catching up with Frank Mire, so it has not yet been repaired completely, but at this rate, it will not take three or five hours for Leo's right arm to heal.

"Why does he have such a skill?" Song asked with some disbelief, Frank Mire was a puzzling fellow, but this dwarf didn't seem to be anything special at first.

"No, this dwarf doesn't have such skills, I extracted part of the cell fluid of that guy, and wanted to inject it into this dwarf's body to see if he would react, but I didn't expect this to happen, it's incredible, that guy can not only heal himself, but also heal others. This is a strange ability that is impossible for any kind of biochemical soldier with self-healing ability to have, and the repair genes of those guys will not only not help others heal their injuries, but will completely devour others. Ming Ghost said with emotion.

"Who the hell is this guy?" Even Mr. Impermanence couldn't help but wonder where Frank Mire came from, with such a special physique, no wonder Paradise Island wanted to find him.

"I found the mark of T*G003 on this guy. If I'm not mistaken, he should have been one of the test subjects of the Soviet perfect plan. Ming Ghost said.

"We also have the test specimen of the T*G project here, but none of them have such ability, and he is by no means as simple as a simple test specimen." Mr. Impermanence shook his head and said, he didn't think that a half-T*G project could create a person like Frankmir who had the ability to heal himself, maybe the project experiment could improve the functions of human beings and speed up the healing of human injuries, but this did not mean that people could acquire the ability to heal themselves like a biochemical soldier. (To be continued.) )