"Now that it's decided, there's nothing to dwell on, let's get started. ”

With a movement of his mind, a tube of pink injections appeared in Zhang Wen's hand. Shaped like a test tube connected to a needle placed on top of a pistol, the pink needle tube resembles a gun barrel and emits a faint glow. Although Zhang Wen couldn't feel the state of the potion, he couldn't even understand the substance in it at all. But he could conclude that the faint glow was not simple, it was a manifestation of the energy convergence emitted by the genetic potion, a kind of ethereal energy that he had not been exposed to, but which really existed.

After a long battle, and there is a "astrolabe" to absorb the life essence energy of the insect to replenish him, constantly moisturizing his body, at this moment, his physical strength has been greatly enhanced compared to the new barracks, and even in terms of reaction speed, physical strength may have increased several times. Although after the test of the "astrolabe", he did not reach the level 2 of physical fitness, but it can be clearly felt that he is infinitely close to the standard of taking required by the first-level genetic medicine, but there is no opportunity and no breakthrough.

If he started taking it without meeting the requirements of the first-level genetic drug introduction, he felt that it would be a bit risky, and it might even bring bad consequences. But when Kerrigan left, a strong sense of crisis came to mind, and something big must happen. His desire to become stronger had never been stronger, and he felt that if he couldn't get stronger in a short period of time, he might lose something very important, and it had to do with Kerrigan.

Remove the mech and turn off the life-sustaining monitoring system. If this is not turned off, the life characteristics are slightly abnormal, and it will be known by the battleship's mastermind, and you must know that the life-sustaining monitoring system is a must in every room, whether the internal passengers have normal urine and urine every day, and whether there is a shot at night, it will know. By then, the diet of the next day must have been adjusted so that the fighters will not be so energetic, and even their physical desires will be reduced. Otherwise, those bold male and female classmates will sneak a shot at every turn, how can it not affect the combat effectiveness.

Everything was ready to stop, Zhang Wen took a deep breath, put the 5cm long needle into his neck, and then slowly pushed the pink medicine into his muscles.

Slowly, a burning sensation came from the neck, and then the heat flowed along the blood vessels to the heart, the head, and then the whole body.

But the good times didn't last long, and about half a minute later, a sudden tingling pain came.

"Ah...... Why does it hurt so much. “

The sudden pain made him convuls, as if his body had been torn apart, and then it was like a bunch of tiny blades traveling from the veins in his neck to his whole body, swimming all over his body, and then spreading to every part of his body.

After a long time of training and fighting, the federal soldiers have never been afraid of hardship or pain, but a federal soldier who has always regarded himself as an iron man actually convulsed in pain.

This pain came suddenly, but it was worse than a thousand cuts, and every part of the body, as if the hair and nails were hurting.

Zhang Wen rolled on the ground in pain, wanting to shout, but he couldn't shout, he felt like he was about to faint, but he couldn't, and his voice was stuck in his throat and couldn't come out.

Obviously impossible, the "astrolabe" has never been wrong, and the potion that requires 200 points to redeem is definitely not a counterfeit medicine. The only possibility is that he didn't reach physical fitness level 2 and started taking a level 1 genetic medicine. This is the consequence of not taking the medicine according to the instructions. It's a pity that it's too late, and now we can only hope that the pain will pass quickly, or that there will be salvation.

He curled up on the ground, struggling to lift his head to look at the switch of the life-sustaining system in the doorway. He began to regret that just now he not only turned off the monitoring system, but also canceled the voice function and set it to manual. Originally, I was afraid that there would be something wrong with me, and there would be a misoperation, and the monitoring system would be turned on by a voice misunderstanding, so it would be easy for the adjutant of the starship to find Ni Duan and take him away as a guinea pig. But now, if you want to press that switch, you can't complete such a simple action. Even if he dies now, no one outside can know about it.

"Ah......h

cough cough cough ......

With a cry of pain, blood foam spurted out of his mouth, accompanied by some crushed foam, I don't know if it was biting his tongue or other broken organs, but as he coughed up blood, it was obvious that he had some difficulty breathing. The spasms of pain were not only manifested in his limbs, but every muscle in his body was trembling.

Is that what it feels like to be "so painful that you can't breathe......"

His mind was still quite clear, and he thought of this sentence that he heard out of nowhere, and even wanted to control himself from laughing, not for anything else, just to distract himself. Battle-hardened veterans know that laughter not only relieves fatigue but also relieves pain. It's a pity that Zhang Wen doesn't have that kind of control now, the situation is too bad.

......

The pain continued, and he himself had lost the concept of time, only to feel that the pain was endless. From the beginning of a thousand cuts, to the current heartache. Like a red-hot steel cone constantly wandering in the body, where it passed, it was hot and burnt, trying to grab it out, but there was no way to start.

Zhang Wen's consciousness began to blur, and he didn't even have the ability to commit suicide at this moment. He frantically banged his head on the ground, trying to pass himself out, but alas......

It seemed as if a long time had passed, and his spirit was hovering between fainting and wakefulness, and it felt like hours had passed, and the pain had finally stopped.

"Uh...... Yes...... , woo woo woo ......"

Finally, he let out the roar that was in his throat, anger mixed with fear and misery, and then he could no longer control his whimper. Even if he has no strength, even if his voice is hoarse and almost unable to make any sound, he is still crying, if he doesn't cry, I'm afraid he will go crazy and suffocate to death by the stagnation of qi in his chest.

Looking at the hand full of blood, he only felt the pain in his hand at this moment, the flesh and skin on his fingertips were long gone, when he was confused, he instinctively in order to reduce the pain, he kept hitting the ground with his head, his fingers scratched wildly on the ground, the nails and flesh were all broken, the finger bones were smoothed on the ground, and the front half of the two fingers were directly folded aside, only a little bit of skin was connected, hanging there, like a half-gnawed chicken claw.

Zhang Wengan cried for a long time before tears were squeezed out, and in the previous time, the tears had already flowed. He secretly scolded himself, why is he so reckless, the "astrolabe" is clearly marked, the condition for the use of the first-level genetic medicine is to reach the second level of physical fitness, but why should he use it in advance? Although he is not dead now, this is no different from a wasted person, his body is broken in many places, his hands are almost useless, and he does not know the other injuries for the time being. But he was sure that the effect of the genetic potion was too powerful, and in order to change his physique, almost all the original ones were destroyed, but unfortunately no new ones were grown. Now he can't recover at all if he doesn't immediately use a large limb recovery medical equipment. This is equivalent to a death sentence, and large-scale limb repair equipment is not something that can be used by a small soldier who has just served for more than a year. How many soldiers who have returned from the battlefield in the Federation are disabled for life, and which one has used limbs to regenerate?

What should he do? He doesn't even have the strength to make a name for himself now, and in his current state, it's hard to say whether he will survive more than half an hour.