Luckily, brushing your teeth didn't die.

This ugly whale giant has a heart as clear as crystal.

He was afraid that when he saw the bullets flying towards him, he had already figured everything out in his heart. He must not die, or even fall unconscious, or collapse—or a self-centered upheaval will sweep across the island of happiness.

Because he didn't die, it was doomed to be a failed assassination. If the person is not dead and can still speak, an outsider cannot take revenge on behalf of the victim.

The future that Asashi feared did not come....because Comb, in the name of being the assassin, directly forgave the young student who had assassinated her, and persuaded the others to leave.

In this case, those students could no longer cohesively hold together anyway.

They weren't evil people in the first place, they were just stupid and confused. Under the leadership and command of Combtooth, they became as quiet as rats in an instant. As Comb Tooth says, leave the scene in an orderly manner – not flee. It wasn't crowded, it wasn't stamped, it was just a sense of loss, as if I vaguely realized that I had done something wrong.

Comb even after that, gave a brief interview. He bluntly stated that he did not blame the children, and called on people to come together and stop destroying the factory that everyone has in common. After that, he was rescued and carried away by the medical team under the camera, with scary equipment strapped to his body. And the cameraman was also very keen to photograph the bloody flesh under the comb clothes.

With the mediation of the victims themselves, conflicts that could have drawn the entire island of happiness into the flames of war were also resolved. And the prestige of the comb itself has also risen, and at the moment when Russell has not yet returned, it even seems to become a flag for the people.

The chaos that originally swept the entire Happy Island and kept setting off was also temporarily quiet because of the "tooth combing incident". There was no news all day, and many students went back to class, combing their teeth, and nearly half of the students went back, and the remaining part, although they didn't go back, they didn't do anything more, but retreated back to the factory area in Xiacheng.

They also felt hesitant and afraid. The shuttle bullet, like thunder, made them awake in an instant; And the blood-stained comb teeth were engraved in their hearts like a nightmare. Among the adults who fled, there were some who had the cheekiness to go back, but were directly scolded by the students.

Without the lure and demagogy of these losers, they finally calmly realized the reality that they might be used, although the attitude of the students is still unclear and unified, but almost everyone knows in their hearts - in a few days, they will leave this improvised organization more and more.

It's not clear emotions like "fear", "shame", or "self-loathing." They are still ignorant and confused. More and more direct emotions are actually "disappointments".

For a moment, I suddenly felt "not fun". It's like hearing that a bullied student committed suicide, so the bullies all shut their mouths, lowered their heads, and looked away, and their memories seemed to be frozen, and they didn't want to remember those memories and didn't dare to be happy about it, so the brain simply chose to stop working.

The reporters of Tian'en Daily followed the ampoule biomedical helicopter back to the hospital. They didn't leave until they were sure that the operation was successful, survived, went in and patted them, and nodded with a smile on their brushes.

And not long after that, Kasumi, who learned the specific location of the comb from the channel of the Tianen Daily, also rushed over directly.

「… You're in luck."

Xia stood in front of the huge hospital bed with an extended and widened version of her teeth brushed, reached out to comb the messy hair around her ears, hugged the arm of her right hand with one hand, and sighed helplessly: "The doctor just told me that if the medical team hadn't arrived at you, if they had received the news after you had been shot, you might not be able to save it when the helicopter arrived. Even if he is rescued, I am afraid that he will be paralyzed for life.

"—I say, how did you think of speaking out loud when your lungs were pierced by bullets?"

"Hahahaha, don't worry. I've got it."

Lying on the bed, he combed his teeth and gave a somewhat reluctant thumbs up, revealing his trademark whale teeth.

He didn't speak, and a hearty synthetic laugh came directly from his throat: "This kind of thing can't kill me!"

He didn't seem to feel much pain, and he was in good spirits.

But with such a serious injury, it was impossible for the doctor to let him continue to talk freely. So he was injected with a drug that could not speak, and at the same time equipped with the kind of electronic vocal cords used by the previous inferior - this technology has now been developed by ampoule biomedical and has completed the popularization.

It's smart to brush your teeth. The surgery lasted until 2 p.m., and it took him just one afternoon to learn how to speak with electronic vocal cords.

"Can't kill you?"

Kasumi said unceremoniously, "Nanometer increments are not invincible. This is the most advanced intelligent weapon, the [Grating Breaker E47], not the kind of small broken pistol that you can't break the skin before.

"The doctor told me that you have twenty-eight bullets in your body, and that you have been shot four in the head alone. You don't have a lot of fat on your face, do you? The lungs, liver, intestines, stomach, and even the heart were damaged. If you hadn't received nano increment enhancement, even if you used your fat and muscle to fight hard, it would be enough to die four or five times.

"And even if you have nano increments, it's because the medical team's helicopter happens to fly right above you. A team of first responders jumped down and gave you first aid, so you survived."

"As you said, I've had nanoaugmentation surgery."

Combing his teeth didn't care: "This kind of thing, if you want to find out, you can definitely find out. Not to mention, I just took a round of guns half a year ago and didn't die, as long as some big people investigate me, I can easily find out about it. So if they were determined to kill me, they would have used countermeasures directly."

The nano-incremental enhancement of the comb - that is, his nano-scale impulse-resistant prosthetic body embedded in the fat structure can make the ordinary bullets fired by ordinary pistols directly unable to break the skin, and for this advanced intelligent weapon, it can also effectively offset the kinetic energy; Even a sniper bullet that hit him in the chest or stomach would not kill him instantly.

If someone pulls out a man-high giant sword and slashes at him, the blade will sink into the mire after slashing at him; Even the sledgehammer and mace bounce off, as if hammered into the tough rubber of the tire.

But nano increments are not invincible. As long as the attack source is not a purely kinetic weapon, it cannot be fully defended. Whether it's an armor-piercing explosive incendiary bomb or a poisoned blade, it can deal an effective attack on him. And there is an easier way to deal with it - as long as you use *** on him, or insert the kind of "prosthetic blocking chip" used by students during exams, paralyze his operating system, and cannot get signs from the nervous system and instantly charge and expand the impulsive prosthetic, it will not work properly.

"If nothing else, at least *** is a very easy weapon to obtain. If you really want to kill me, just send another guy to shoot me with a taser or have a psionic hacker break through my firewall and turn off my chip. If I shoot that saboteur at this time, I'm going to die.

"Not to mention, the armor-piercing explosive incendiary bombs used by the mechs are also difficult for them to obtain. Snipe me with that thing, even if there are nano increments, the iron will not survive."

Comb was optimistic: "Since they didn't do that much, it means that I don't have to die at least. In other words, for the people behind the scenes, I can die or not.

"Well, then, I don't really need to worry about my life or death. You see, I went through the surgery without any incident, and no one came to assassinate me - it couldn't be easier to make a little gesture during the operation. I was hit by a bullet and the bullet got stuck in my body.

"They just have to pay off the doctors who did the surgery and they don't even have to kill me, as long as the surgery is done slowly, I'm going to die. As you said, I was shot in the heart and my lungs were broken in three lobes. I was able to be rescued purely because the ampoule biomedical skills were good enough.

"Since I can open my eyes alive, it means that my doom is over. So what reason do I have to be unhappy?"

The ugly and obese giant, with his exaggerated proportions, was lying on the bed with a reassuring smile.

"Aren't you afraid, I'm the assassin who came to take your life?"

Xia said angrily.

And brushing his teeth was not nervous: "Anyone can be an assassin, but you can't."

"Why?"

"Because your brother is ultramarine." There was no hesitation in combing his teeth, and he gave a reason that was not considered a reason.

"Well, you convinced me."

But only this sentence is a special attack on Xia.

She sighed, "Then let me tell you who did it. Maybe you can help me clear my mind."

"Do you even know anything like this?"

"Director Dodgerson has given me his most senior assistant authority."

Kasumi's tone was calm: "My authority now is equivalent to that of a director, so I can also know who is pushing after this incident."

"Who?"

Combs were keenly aware of a detail: "You mean... More than one group?"

"I'm not sure, that's why I'm looking for you. But the intelligence is very strange, according to the background records, just yesterday, Director Tovatus specifically investigated the nano-augmentation surgery you underwent and sent someone to do a bulletproof test. In other words, he judged what level of attack you would be able to accept."

"You mean, he made a point of confirming what level of attack I was capable of. But he didn't kill me in the end?"

"Yes."

Kasumi said calmly, "That's what I don't understand. If I come up with a possibility and then investigate, the results will become unobjective and inaccurate. So I'm not going to conclude that you're the one involved, maybe you have any inspiration?"

"There's nothing you don't understand."

And just then, a helpless voice came from the door: "The discordant is like this—but don't care. At least this time, he's our ally.

"He's actually targeting the Cyber Church."

Kasumi's eyes widened suddenly, and she immediately heard the voice.

- At this moment, the person who pushed the door in was the delphinium she hadn't seen for more than a month.