Derya and Waters glanced at each other at this point, and during the few hours they spent on their visit to the medical specialists, they gave Kasia a vision for the future development of their power. Among them, the plan to use existing customers as nourishment to achieve its own growth is very detailed.

Most of the time, Waters was driving and talking about what he had thought over the years. Delea was on the sidelines to supplement the current state of the industry and what might happen in the future, as an aid to Waters' plans.

"I need to go back and think about it, please give me some time. Cassia finally said, enduring the pain. Two hours later, the knife wound that Delea had cut at that time had healed, and her legs, which had subsided a little, had become red and swollen again.

"There are some things that you don't know yet, and there may be some implications in them. After thinking about it, I will give you a clear answer as soon as possible. Kasia thought of her current identity and situation, and did not immediately decide. He knew that he was extremely inexperienced in this area, and that Dyar and Waters were better suited to run such a small force that was just starting out. In many cases, Kasia rarely asks about the development of his power, and only occasionally asks about the recent situation.

One is that he doesn't have any extra energy at present, and compared to his current forces, improving his strength is the most important thing. The second is inexperience, there are many things that cannot be learned from books, on this, Kasia knows that he is still a beginner, and he tries not to let his reckless self disrupt Delea's own development plan.

He can be on the side as a support staff at the moment, which is what Kasia has in mind during this time.

During the discussion, the car also came to a corner of the suburbs of Manoma. Next to it, you can see a building full of traces of age, the paint on the houses has long since fallen, and the bricks and tiles are covered with dead moss. The streets are potholed and have undergone several overhauls, but based on how much the limousines are now shaking, they still have no effect.

The limousine stopped in front of a flower shop. A large shop with fresh flowers of all kinds. The air was filled with the scent of flowers, which Kasia and Delea's keen sense of smell quickly recognized.

"It's all grown in greenhouses, and in a cold winter like Manoma, there are no flowers that can grow. A male clerk at the flower shop saw Kasia's car stopped, thought it was a customer, and stepped forward to say a few words. Glancing at the limousine, it was natural for him to pause on Kasia's feet and let out an obvious "oh".

"Please drive to the open space in front of you, there is a small alley over there, which is also a passageway. The clerk said Waters restarted the limousine.

Following the guide, Kasia and the others made their way to a large basement. It's no longer surprising, since it's a professional doctor's territory, these things should be common. All the common medical equipment is neatly placed in this basement. There are also a lot of people wearing doctor's clothes walking in it, and it is also a small hospital located underground.

"Dear guests, please go here. "It was the clerk at the flower shop just now, and the clothes were changed into the appearance of a doctor at this time, and a wheelchair was pushed.

The rest of the process is no different from that of a regular hospital. There seemed to be quite a few people here, and when Kasia went to the examination room, he saw a lot of patients along the way. Dya and Waters waited outside, and only Kasia entered the room with the clerk.

"Dr. Dole. The clerk introduced himself as he pulled out a set of tools from the sterilization box next to him, put on his rubber gloves, and turned on the light, shining as a mirror on Kasia's swollen legs.

"Business seems to be good. Kasia looked around, and it was all blurry frosted glass, and the scenery outside was blurred.

"It's true that because it's not a regular hospital, and here in Manoma, there are too many people who need informal treatment every day. It used to be a small private clinic, and my teacher only received some simple gunshot wounds and knife wounds. But unexpectedly, it turned out to be like this. Dole applied a dark yellow liquid to Kasia's swollen legs, and there was a chill around the skin, and he was completely unconscious.

Dole made a cut in it with a scalpel, and Kasia felt no pain at all, and could only smell the dark red blood mixed with the potion through her nose.

"My teacher used to just want to be a quiet flower shop owner, and he said that he was fed up with this busy life. Now the teacher has also gone out to treat others, and I heard that he is a faceless character in the dark world. Dole squeezed Kasia's leg with his hand, and more dark red blood flowed out and dripped onto the ground.

"Take it easy. Dole said, applying the dull yellow, anaesthetic-like drug, and dexterously manipulating the scalpel in his hand, which opened a few ten-centimeter-long openings on Kasia's legs, revealing the muscles wrapped in the skin. The bright red color has all changed to dark red, and there seems to be a big problem with the musculature.

At this time, Dole, who was squeezing Kasia's leg, seemed to have discovered something. The scalpel was replaced by small pliers, and at the touch of that sensitive finger, several broken needles were pulled out of Kasia's legs. Then blood flowed out, and the color had completely turned black-red with a pungent smell.

"Guest, may I ask what you injected into your legs?" the syringe landed on the tray with a crisp, screeching sound. Dole then looked at his rubber gloves, which were also showing slight corrosion.

"The reason is special. Kasia shook her head and didn't answer.

Dole changed his gloves and looked at how quickly the wounds bleed.

"Understandably, this is also a place for this kind of thing. Dole said, "I have some idea of your situation. I don't know what you've injected, but I have to remind you that it's better to do less of this kind of thing. Dole glanced at Kasia at this point, "But I suppose you won't listen to this suggestion." ”

"It's mainly muscle fiber breakage, close to thirty percent percent. There is also the self-ablation of some flesh and blood, a spontaneous physical self-protection measure because of the destruction. Your personal self-healing ability is very strong, and this self-protection is also very strong. Dole explained, turning around and walking to the refrigerator in the examination room, thinking as he took out the medicine he needed from it, "If it were normal, even if the muscle fibers were broken, I don't think your legs would be like this with your own self-healing ability." ”

"But the medicine you're injecting is very corrosive, and you might call it a drastic side effect. In short, in a short period of time, compared to your ability to heal itself, it is obvious that the effectiveness of those potions is a little more powerful. I'll help you clean up the remaining potion with medicine, and if nothing else, you'll be almost cured in about a day or two. ”

As Dole began to work, Kasia watched as his feet were being dissected little by little, and the black-red blood that had not flowed out of it was slowly being counteracted by the potion that Dole had concocted.

This work took more than two hours to complete. The flesh and blood on Kasia's legs also returned to their normal color at this moment. The redness and swelling were greatly reduced.

"The next step is to repair the severely broken muscle fibers, and adjuvant therapy can speed up the recovery. Dole used pliers to pull out a rubbery-like piece from the freezer jar behind him, a bright blood-red color.

"Reclaimed colloids?"

A smile appeared on Dole's small face under the mask: "Guest, do you know this thing?"

There was a chilling sensation on his feet, and Kasia watched as Dole skillfully dismantled the piece of reclaimed colloids with a scalpel and scissors. I was amazed that the speed and sensitivity of such a technique were no less than those of them who were students of the military academy.

"I've seen it once before, when I was injured, and a doctor came with his assistant to treat it personally. "At that time, reclaimed colloids were used, soaked in a transparent jar. ”

"That's supposed to be a very skilled doctor. Dole said calmly, with a natural feeling in his voice like the flower shop he was guarding, "There are not many people who can reach and be able to use it alone to heal. ”

There was a brief silence, and for a moment there was only the sound of scissors cutting through the reclaimed colloid, like the friction between rubbers.

"You said he had an assistant with him?" Dole only then remembered something, and looked up a little puzzled, "Is it a black-haired woman?"

Kasia thought for a moment before nodding.