Chapter 819: The Mysterious Unknown (1)
Stop-and-go, very cautiously, he didn't bite down on the starter until Kasia was sure that most of the footsteps were gone.
The sound disappeared from his world in an instant, and only the loud roar of tears continued. The heat wave dispersed, the shock wave swept over, and the falling rain turned into mist. The body was lifted out of the sludge by the impact and rolled several times before stopping. When they opened their eyes, the thick black smoke had become much thinner, and they were squeezed by the impact of the explosion as far as the water mist could see, and a semicircular lid shrouded the place as far as the eye could see.
At the very edge of his gaze, in Kasia's eyes, a mushroom-shaped, bright red burst cloud slowly rose and soared higher into the sky. The darkness vanished, and the light of the explosion pierced through the tiny space, staining everything a blood-colored color.
"Regardless of the outcome, I've done everything I can now. Kasia made a voice that no one could hear. If your estimation is correct, most of the remaining enemies will probably be in the center of the explosion. Even if there is some affection between the two commanders, it is not necessary for the other person to come down to investigate. But it has nothing to do with herself, Kasia thought, all the preparations that can be made have been made, and the means that can be used have been used. Maybe there is still a lot of potential in this body that can be tapped, but not now, that will be later.
At the last moment when his eyes closed, Kasia looked into the red sky, but it was clusters of aerial bombs with orange tails that broke through the thick wall of smoke and blasted out.
I don't know how long, Kasia felt like she had slept for a long, long time, her head became groggy, her memory was blurry, and every picture was through frosted glass, and she couldn't see it really.
When he opened his eyes, a pale green liquid enveloped him. Immersed in a huge glass jar, the temperature of the culture medium is just right and very comfortable. Still biting her breathing mouth, Kasia took a few deep breaths, and the blood in her body flowed rapidly, making a roar in the veins, and the culture liquid was stirred, the ripples scattered, and the green color became lighter again.
The body swelled, and the wounds that filled it with memories were gone, covered in tender skin. There was a lot of stuff stuffed into her stomach, and Kasia thought it was all reclaimed colloid. I also felt that something was missing, and after thinking about it for a while, I realized that it was an inhibitory tube.
It's just that it can't be said to be missing, but it's an uncomfortable presence of a foreign body itself. The eight inhibitory tubes on the left side of the body seem to be new, and they don't have a familiarity. Kasia remembered this feeling, which stayed with him for a long time after the first operation at the military school.
The eyes briefly adapted to see everything around them. It is a spacious room with warm light from the ceiling lamps. Several pieces of medical equipment sit next to the culture jars, but they are certainly much more than that. The wiring and tubing on the tank and these instruments run out of the corner of the room and are connected to an invisible place.
There was also a table in the corner of the room, stacked with tall papers. A woman sat there, her head buried in the pile of papers, working on them one by one. It was Dellya, and Kasia recognized it at a glance.
As he was thinking, he remembered the beeping of the alarm and pulled Derya back to her room from the business. She immediately turned her head to look at the flashing red light device, the counter on which had broken through the numerical limit and hovered around three hundred and fifty. Below the counter is an imperial Chinese sign with the words "heart beating".
Standing up immediately, Dyer picked up the communicator and was about to speak, when she felt a gaze on her. Turning her head, she realized that Kasia didn't know when she woke up and was silently watching her.
"Captain, you're awake!" said in a happy voice, from which Kasia judged that she must have slept for a long time, otherwise Delya would not have had such a reaction, "I'll call the doctor and the others right away." As he spoke, he dialed the call.
At this time, the door opened, perhaps because he knew what was happening here in advance and rushed over immediately. It was Ye Jielin, wearing a combat uniform, a pistol and a slightly longer tactical knife at his waist. Surrounded by tiredness and hard thinking, it was only when he saw the eyes of Kasia that he looked at him with some joy.
Soon after, the entire room was packed, and Selmer, Sotagan, Berta, and Waters all arrived, along with Hesley. Only Atohuan stood helplessly outside the door and looked inside, his size was too huge, and a tall fat stretched him into a round sphere. It seems that every time Kasia sees him, he does not get smaller, but in the opposite direction. Without exception, everyone was wearing combat uniforms, and some were wounded.
It was a rare relief to see Kasia wake up. Only then did Kasia feel that at some point, she was no longer alone. Although some things have to be faced alone.
The doctor then conducted a detailed examination of Kasia and found no bad problems.
"In other words, it is normal for such a heart to beat times?" In another room, Ye Jielin asked the doctor alone. The doctor had made it clear during the examination just now, and she was still a little uneasy. From many details, as well as from the events of Ovilla not long ago, she knew something special about Kasia. It's just that I still remember the way I found Kasia from the sludge and picked him up.
may not forget for a long time, Ye Jielin had such preparations at that time.
"It can only be said that the body structure and physique are different from ours. The doctor thought for a moment, nodded and said, "The operation is full of uncertainty, I think you must know Miss Ye Jielin." He has taken over a lot of business in the dark world, many of which are performing surgeries on terminally ill ordinary people. Most of them were wealthy low-class aristocrats and merchants, or their families. Not so lucky, there was no chance of contact surgery. But there are people in the dark world who do this business, and it may be more appropriate to call them 'communicators'. Specialized in collecting information about these low-level nobles and merchants, telling them about the existence of the operation at the right time, introducing it to us, and earning intermediate fees. ”
"Many terminally ill patients, or those who are dying of old age, have some different changes after surgery. As for what it is, I can't say what it is, after all, it's just a doctor, not a researcher. But they are all full of strong survival ** is the common denominator, and it is also feasible to call it spiritual will here. I think that's probably where this change comes from. ”
"But it's not going to stay that high all the time, it's going to go down a bit. "Don't worry too much, it's fine, just need more rest and follow-up treatment." ”
Ye Jielin nodded: "I hope these words only exist between the two of us." ”
"Of course, having been in the dark world for so long, the rules are very clear to me and my people. Being able to live forever has a lot to do with us. As long as I am willing, I can still make myself lose the ability to speak in a short period of time. Please rest assured, Miss Jetlin. ”
When the doctor left, Ye Jielin exhaled a breath, and the pressure finally fell. She looked out the window, a low building at her level, the blue and green of the skyline. Farther afield, short pale gray lines loom in the background. 2k reading web