Moxiso didn't want to find out who the person behind the doctor was, and there was no need to investigate it, and it was impossible for him, who signed the contract, to pass those sensitive data to some other person.

As for killing it outright?

Isn't Moxiso sure he can find a doctor who is still willing to work in Precision Gear, wouldn't it be better to save his life for Precision Gear as a greater dedication?

Besides, where is the value of the dead and the living?

Presumably, the doctor would have been happy to work overtime to thank Moxiso for his 'life-saving grace'.

Just as Moxiso thoughtfully pushed open the door of the luxurious single room, he saw a molin with tears in his eyes and a slight reddish blush.

Although he knew that what he was thinking of subconsciously was unlikely to happen, Moxiso still subconsciously spoke, "Ah, excuse me, you continue." ”

Then he closed the door, took out the tablet and dealt with the affairs of the precision gear for a while, and estimated that the two little guys inside should have already finished venting their emotions. This time, he didn't push the door in recklessly, knocking lightly.

After hearing Fran's somewhat weak 'please come in', Moxiso pushed the door in.

At this time, Mo Lin had returned to his normal state, and was facing away from Moxiso, who had just entered, and kept teasing the unknown flowers on the coffee table next to him with his slender fingers.

Moxiso didn't say anything polite to Fran, pulled the chair aside and went to Fran's window, looking at the boy lying on the hospital bed, Moxiso sighed.

"Why do you ...... every time? Well...... Unexpected? ”

At this time, Moxiso's tone was full of resentment, and he couldn't even find a suitable word to describe the person in front of him who was just here for a test drive but almost got a ...... A bunch of troubles.

Fran coughed softly, seemingly embarrassed, but Moxiso didn't hold on to it. A blood-red incantation suddenly appeared, then covered all corners of the ward. With the formation of those blood-red incantations like blood-colored rivers, this ward is no longer in the same space as the precision gears in a sense, that is, there is no way to observe this single ward by conventional observation methods.

Moxiso took off his mask, picked up the fruit from the fruit bowl next to him, took a bite on his mouth, and continued.

"I'll take care of the aftermath. I've got those researchers to sign a contract, and your situation won't be known to anyone who shouldn't know. ”

Before he finished speaking, Moxiso looked helplessly at Mo Lin, who had come over at some point, and was looking at his two sharp fangs with curious eyes.

He made a grimace at Mo Lin, but unfortunately the bitten apple he was still holding in his hand made him have no majesty in Mo Lin's eyes.

"Thank you, Mr. Moxiso."

Moxiso rolled his eyes with rather bewitching blood-colored eyes, and glared angrily at Mo Lin, who was getting closer and closer, "Don't thank me, it's just a deal." ”

Stretching out a finger like jade, which would be crazy with jealousy if an ordinary woman saw it, he flicked it on Mo Lin's forehead, "I warn you, I will suck blood, and when the time comes, will suck you into a dry corpse, do you believe it or not?" ”

Mo Lin obviously didn't believe it, and laughed happily.

Moxiso continued to explain to Fran at this point.

"Your brother, the food delivery man, promised me some technical help in exchange for teaching you an entry-level knowledge of extraordinary knowledge, and asked me to conceal your physical condition and the specific abilities and abilities of the feast."

Fran didn't speak, but his heart suddenly remembered the conversation on the night of the Feast of Bliss, and his heart was touched.

"Of course, the main thing in this deal is the latter. After all, your brother gave you that book, not to mention that you have a demigod in your home, so you obviously don't need me to provide you with any more extraordinary introductory teaching. ”

Moxiso took off his mask and seemed to return to his essence, becoming a little rambling.

"When the time comes, if there's anything you won't know, come back to me." Moxiso changed his words, "Do you know the recent situation? ”

"Huh?" Fran frowned slightly, a little puzzled, "Which aspect are you talking about?" ”

Moxiso thought about it and felt that this guy didn't know anything, so he explained it to Fran in detail, "The bubble defense of the Orin plane is broken. There was a hole in the original impregnable defense network, so some guys ran to Olin to plot against it. Morgan has been too busy lately to keep his feet on the ground. ”

At this point, Moxiso's tone was full of schadenfreude over the tragic plight of his old friend.

Fran nodded, "I know that. ”

"Then tell me something you don't know." With a swipe of Moxiso's fingers, a light curtain suddenly appeared in front of the two of them, and above the light curtain was a full-length portrait of Fran wearing only a pair of underwear. Mo Lin suddenly exclaimed, and then his cheeks turned sideways with a slight redden, but the corner of his eye still followed his inner inadvertently skimming over the light curtain.

Moxiso was a little helpless, but he knew that if he pulled the topic elsewhere at this time, there was a high probability that he would not be able to pull it back. So he pretended not to see Molin's expression, and Fran, who had gradually gained the upper hand of divinity by this time, was not at all moved by that meaningless thing.

At least that's what he thinks in his heart.

"This is your body data before the feast of bliss." "It's worth mentioning that after the first test drive feast, you may finally be able to take in enough nutrients, and your physical fitness will gradually grow from a lower than normal level to a level equal to that of a normal person." ”

Moxiso's finger moved over a jump point in the line chart, "This is the physical data we tested for you in a coma after the Battle of Hannah. You used your power to devour that immortal bird, didn't you? ”

Looking at Fran's somewhat changed complexion, Moxiso waved his hand, "There's no need to deny it, I'm also an anomaly, I'm the chief designer of the feast, and I know that that kind of thing can't be what the previous feast can have." ”

Fran suddenly noticed that among Moxiso's words was a previous feast, which was to say......

"Don't worry, everyone who witnessed that moment at that time, except for the pawns, I fooled me with the characteristics and material sources of the feast." Moxiso continued, "You see, you may have just wanted to use this method to replenish the energy of the feast, but the Death Bird is the guardian of the gods after all, and the energy in the body of those monsters is obviously not completely absorbed by a Feast, so most of the energy from devouring the Death Bird is pouring into your body. And your body is like a rain after a long drought, and once you come into contact with that energy, you begin to absorb and transform it recklessly. As a result, when you wake up from a coma, your physical fitness is more than twice that of a normal young person. ”

He took a bite of the apple and continued.

"But after the energy is too abundant, there is still a surplus after nourishing your body. The accumulation of that remaining energy in your body directly leads to the end of your juvenile period. ”

Fran nodded, and slowly supported his somewhat weak body with his hands, while Mo Lin stopped playing at this time, and hurriedly stuffed the soft pillow behind Fran to make him more comfortable. Fran leaned back on the pillow and sat up straight, realizing that what Moxiso was saying was just a foreshadowing for something.

"And your experience of the feast of bliss is a kind of transformation, after the banquet of the guests, your body has completely entered the growth period, after thoroughly absorbing the energy from the dead bird, according to the physical examination report you just had, your physical fitness at this time has far surpassed ordinary people."

As with all stories, Moxiso's next words took a turn, "However, at this time, you should be physically stronger than before, but you inexplicably drove the feast and fought for a short time, and then fainted. Have you ever wondered why this is? ”

"Because the feast is too strong?" Mo Lin replied thoughtfully.

Moxiso looked helplessly at the little girl who had begun to make all kinds of trouble. Ignored it, just turned his head to look at Fran, waiting for Fran's answer.

"Because I just woke up?" Furlong was a little unconvinced, and he clasped his hands together, "I feel like my body has been weak since I woke up. ”

"It's close, but it's not accurate." Moxiso continued to nibble on the apple in his hand, completely unaware that it seemed to be for patients in hospital beds. "For example, at this time, you are like a magic engine, you used the old model of the magic engine, using a liquid crystal of low purity, but your engine structure is too dilapidated to withstand the energy that bursts out when the liquid crystal burns. And the feast of bliss is a return to the factory for reconstruction...... Well...... It's not very accurate to say this, it's more like a kind of re-development, after this re-development, you are already a quite advanced magic engine at this time, and at this time, as a magic engine, you suddenly strike, why? Use your knowledge of mechanics to answer this question. By the way, friendly reminder, the problem is not with the engine. ”

Moxiso's words almost told Fran that the answer was already told to Fran, the two elements of the engine, the fuel that acts as a medium to store energy and the engine that acts as a tool to release energy

If there is no problem with the engine at this point, then the problem can only be with the fuel!

At this point, the answer is already on the horizon.

"Fuel ......"