On the other side, in Xiao Liuli's room.

After Russell's battle, the dizziness in his head returned, and even began to get worse.

He felt like throwing up...... But fortunately, there are therapeutic chips.

Russell took out the chip box that the inferior had given him, picked out the green chip from it, and inserted it into the slot of his left prosthetic hand.

A warm and firm vague memory flooded into my mind. With the hope that came to his heart, Russell's pupils became more intense and darker, turning into a rich green reminiscent of spring.

The green glow danced in him.

Russell's injuries recovered quickly, and in less than half a minute, the wound on his head had completely healed.

Because it was too simple, it even made him feel a little unrealistic.

…… If it weren't for the fact that he didn't have time to insert the chip just now, this blue chip with the spiritual ability of "protecting against light bullets" might make his victory easier.

But it doesn't seem practical to swap out exactly what you want to use in battle.

Russell pulled the used green chip from his hand and threw it to the ground.

In fact, it only took half a minute.

There is still about half the time for this chip to be used. However, when it exits the slot, it still starts flashing red - that is, it is unusable.

This means that it has already been used once, and it has been destroyed.

It's like the kind of blood vials in RPGs where you can't drink them separately and must drink them one at a time.

"I always feel that if the blood is not enough to use it, it will be a bit of ......a loss."

Russell complained: "It's good that this doesn't cost money." ”

"Speaking of which, how did they do accurate card drawing on a bad day?"

Russell tilted his head, a little confused.

Is it really just the fate of the first one on the right hand?

Let's draw what you use what.

What is this destined to be a pump......

Or do you just put it in order, and smoke a dozen when the time comes?

Speaking of which, though......

…… Five of them have been killed here, how can you say that good support has not come yet?

Russell was a little worried: "Don't be in danger on the inferior side, right?" ”

"-Russell?"

At this moment, the voice of the delphinium sounded again.

But it is not as clear as before, but it has become vague and intermittent, like a broadcast that has been subjected to electromagnetic interference.

“…… Can you hear ...... Russell? ”

"I can hear you!"

"Great, finally got in touch...... Don't be afraid, other enemies ...... It's starting to gather on the side of the inferior. ”

Delphinch's intermittent voice sounded: "There is still interference...... Don't go upstairs, go to the hall and civilians...... Mix together, and if you can, you can protect it a little more...... Or go somewhere else...... The first floor should be safe for the time being.

"And ...... Don't have any psychological burden......"

The minister comforted him warmly: "Very beautiful and creative counterattack...... If it's a different person...... Most of them won't survive......

"I have to go to the side of the inferior now...... Can you take care of yourself? ”

"There's nothing to worry about, my injuries are all healed."

Russell urged, "It's okay here—you can go quickly." ”

He always felt that his mother was very worried and came over, "Mom is going to work, are you okay at home alone". And it's still asking over and over again.

- What questions can I have?

I've done a dozen or five, and there are four people on the other side with guns!

Russell even felt a little bloated.

Hearing that Delphinium didn't reply, you knew that she had probably left.

So Russell beheaded the saint and took back the chip box again.

The same bodies of gunmen standing in pools of blood, the same masked guns, and scattered decapitations...... This scene that was too similar in front of him made Russell a little distracted for a while.

Scenes from yesterday and today overlapped before Russell's eyes.

Russell stretched out his left hand to grasp the air, as if he felt the cold and stiffness. With a slight movement of his knuckles, he seemed to hear a squeak.

It was the sore sound of yesterday when the cold wind outside the cabin kept blowing and froze the knuckles to stiffness.

In the dim room in front of me, the light is a cyclical cycle of purple and red, while yesterday it was a cold hue blown by the cold wind and frozen.

The blue is overlapped with the red, giving it a bizarre psychedelic feel...... It's like wearing old-fashioned blue-and-red 3D glasses.

Russell lowered his head and looked at the pool of blood in front of him. Look at yourself in a pool of blood.

He also seemed to see the messy white hair reflected in the pool of blood.

The next moment, Russell suddenly shuddered, his tail hanging low, and his pupils suddenly turned into vertical pupils-

"-Yo."

Russell's left shoulder was suddenly tapped.

At some point, the bad day appeared on the right side of Russell's body.

"Our Hero ......"

Bad Day turned his head to look at Russell, and he still had that warm smile on his face that had never changed: "How can I say it, long time no see?" ”

“…… It's less than a day, so it's a long time. ”

Russell squinted at him and took a deep breath, "You've been here all along?" ”

It wasn't until the delphinium left that the bad day finally appeared?

"Not all the time, I'm busy."

Bad Day smiled and said, "I came in with you." You didn't notice me, I was wearing a mask and staying in the hall. ”

As he spoke, Bad Day took out a bloodstained smile mask and buckled it to his face as a gesture.

The smile pattern on the pure white mask almost coincided with the smile on his face.

“…… That is, when they beat me and shot me, you stood by? ”

Russell asked in a low voice, "When I killed them, you just watched like that?" ”

"I'm looking at it so seriously."

Bad Sun replied in the same soft, "You can't die." ”

"How do you know I can't die?"

"You can dodge shotgun bullets at a distance of fifteen meters, and slash subsonic missiles at a distance of ten meters. There is also a high-quality spiritual energy armed with 'Saint Beheading'...... If you can get rid of these scraps, then you're dead. ”

Bad Day said calmly: "After all, I'm not here to be a nanny. If you're really dead to that point, maybe I'll kill you secretly at some point. ”

"You really can't talk."

Russell complained: "It's a pity that I didn't fall to death on the empty boat." I thought you were going to be blown down by the wind. ”

"What about blowing it down?"

Bad Sun asked rhetorically, "What gave you the illusion that a fall of this magnitude could kill me?" ”

“…… Really? How strong are you? ”

Russell was a little skeptical, and at the same time tried to knock on more information: "You passed through the Leviathan Wall?" ”

"It's halfway through."

Unexpectedly, Bad Day replied unabashedly: "No, more than half." No...... Eighty percent. ”

"You're an eighth-level psionic?"

"You can also say that it is level nine, not much worse. At least an eighth-level psionic is like a chicken and a dog in front of me. ”

"Got it, you're Kana, aren't you?"

Russell complained.

He gradually relaxed.

Although this guy looks really bad, it feels like he should be harmless to himself.

"After all, I'm not here to be a babysitter", I guess I want to recruit myself.

Seems to realize something.

"So calm."

Bad Day raised his eyebrows: "Did you guess what I was here for?" ”

"I promise."

Russell did not hesitate to respond directly.

“…… You don't ask me what I want you to do? ”

"Join the Tower of Babel, that's it."

Russell sighed: "What else could it be?" ”

He turned to sit on the chair with the least amount of blood, and moved his body to try not to rub the blood on himself: "If it was yesterday, I would probably hesitate. But now, my answer is – please let me join. ”

"Oh......"

Bad Day looked at Russell and sneered: "Sure enough, you really haven't killed anyone before." That's pretty good. ”

Hearing the words of surprise, Russell suddenly raised his head.

“…… What do you mean? ”

"Literally."

Bad Day sighed, stepped on one of the heads, and then kicked it aside: "What do you think about the bloodline?" ”

“…… Are you a nobleblood? Russell frowned and asked rhetorically.

It is a school of thought that is dedicated to the concept that the elves are superior and powerful because their blood is nobler.

"Of course not," Bad Day crouched in front of Russell with a creepy grin, "I'm the favorite of killing noblebloods."

"I mean, if you don't believe it. Because what I'm going to say next may make you think of the theory of descent. If you subconsciously mention that word, I'm worried that I won't be able to control my killing intent, so I'll give you a preventive shot in advance. ”

"What you wouldn't want to say is ......"

Russell said slowly: "Because my father is a criminal, I will also become a criminal, right?" ”

"That's half right."

The corners of Bad Day's mouth rose, and he replied briskly, "But not your father." Actually, it's your mother. ”

“…… What? ”

"She joined the Tower of Babel because she couldn't control her desire to kill, so she asked for help...... It is an undetectable but inheritable negative trait of a spiritual parent. Your father, on the other hand, was polite until he became a traitor.

"So, when I saw you on the airship, I guessed this scene. But we didn't know each other at the time, and you won't believe me if I just say that......"

Squatting in front of Russell who was sitting on a low stool, but was about the same height as Russell, Bad Sun said slowly: "Otherwise, why do you think your mother's psionic energy is an 'immortal vessel' that can easily touch other people's internal organs, rather than some more direct healing psionic ability?"

"When your mother awakened her spirits, she threw herself down from behind and tore all the internal organs of a grown man with her fingers. Although the person was a kidnapper, for a girl who was only thirteen years old, had been educated in the etiquette of the eldest lady on weekdays, and didn't even know how to fight, the killing intent of this intensity was already very strong.

And after that, she didn't feel any fear, no nausea. There is even a desire to kill...... She was troubled by this, so she found a psychiatrist in the hope of treating herself.

It was the psychiatrist who led her to the Tower of Babel. and led her to become a doctor. In this way, they can vent their instincts and complete the tasks of psionic energy. ”

Although the dune cat is one of the smallest cats, it is a very eager hunter.

…… It turns out that the emptiness I felt after killing people before was the reason.

It's a curse from the carnivore spirits.

Russell breathed a sigh of relief.

He also thought that he was a natural incarnate doctor, and that there was a monster like "Hyde" lurking in his heart.

Now for this answer. Russell thinks there is more science...... It's much more acceptable.

However, although he was codenamed "Doctor", he actually killed someone on the first day of awakening his psionic energy. If someone tries to heal him, they will be torn apart......

- Sure enough, the support is because it is too strong, so I choose to play the support.

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