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Chapter 1182: It has nothing to do with me

Dari suddenly took a step forward, spread his arms and hugged me tightly, and at this moment my arms suddenly turned into sharp claws, and the moment he hugged me, it penetrated directly through his body.

Puchi! The flesh and blood are torn and blood is pouring out.

Dari groaned, his face turned pale, and his body could not control himself, but he tightly tied my arms and increased his strength.

At the same time, I felt that the air from all directions was surging towards me.

Ten times or even hundreds of times the pressure surrounds my body, making me feel unrecognizable and my muscles and bones crack.

This made me even the most basic breathing a luxury.

Because my chest cavity can no longer expand, the extreme hypoxia and slowed blood flow rate have slowed down my brain's reaction several times, my vision has begun to blur, and all I can hear in my ears is buzzing.

Too scary.

I could feel a sense of fear from the depths of my soul, but strangely, I didn't feel panic.

Maybe... it's because I know it in my heart.

Derek, who suffered heavy physical injuries, can't last long, and I, relying on my extremely powerful self-healing ability, will definitely live longer than him! “Go and explain your sins to Satan!”

Darry attached to my ear, his lips opened and closed, and threw the last sentence of his life to me.

This is a curse.

In literal translation, it probably means going to hell.

But I didn't have much time to think and answer his words, because as soon as he finished speaking, a sharp beep sounded in my ears.

This sound spread from Derrie's chest cavity.

In one minute, or five seconds, Derek's body heated up rapidly, giving me the feeling of a stove, being held in my arms.

The temperature is amazingly high.

Boom! Just when I felt that the skin on my chest was about to burn, the violent explosion lifted me away. With the shock wave generated by the explosion, I fell on the ground seven or eight meters away.

Good guy, I must have broken a lot of bones... I can't be familiar with the feeling of broken bones. The pain all over my body was like countless big hands tearing my soul, eroding my mind bit by bit.

In my trance, I saw a man's palm waving in front of me.

"Hey! Wake up! Hold on!"

The man was right in front of me and shouted at me in panic.

But the sound I could hear became louder and louder, until my eyes turned darker and I fell into an endless darkness. I don’t know how long it took to struggle to lift my heavy eyelids that seemed to be filled with lead.

It's a tent, it's my tent.

I tried to raise my hand to hold my sleepy head, but when I saw blood scabs all over my arms, I was stunned.

Everything I saw before I was in a coma circled in my mind like a movie.

Darry...exploded?

After coming back to my senses, I was not even sure of the truth of what happened before I fell into a coma.

A good person exploded in front of me?

absurd.

It's really ridiculous! I really can't believe the news of Darry's death, because I remember it very clearly that before he died, there was a very penetrating sound in his chest, and then he was blown to pieces.

His death was because I entered the string of codes given by the company.

In just a few moments, a combination of letters and numbers transformed a person with a weird ability that was powerful and weird, and it was blown up to pieces.

The bloody scene still appeared before my eyes.

I have no doubt: like me, Darry has also been installed with micro-bombs inside his body.

"You're awake?"

Suddenly someone spoke, and I noticed that there was a short-haired man in his early teens sitting cross-legged beside me.

He is the only linguist left in our team. After seeing me wake up, he let out a long sigh and then glanced at his watch: "Our support will arrive in two hours."

"Support..." I murmured to myself.

Immediately afterwards, I got up and stumbled towards the outside of the tent. The man wanted to stop me, but his reaction was a step slower than me. When he stood up, I had already arrived outside the tent.

In my memory, the open space we are stationed in is originally a green grass that connects the shade.

But now it is a mess, with gullies everywhere. Following these crisscrossing gullies, you can see the center of Darry's explosion at a glance.

A scorched earth within a radius of seven meters.

The dark and gray soil deeply stinged my eyes, and I could still smell a burnt smell at the tip of my nose.

I haven't recovered.

A small string of codes could detonate the bomb in Derrie's body, and in just a short moment she was destroyed into ashes, without even the scum left.

if.

If the bomb that was detonated was the one in my body, then no matter how powerful or perverted my self-healing ability is, I guess there is no hope of survival.

After all, the prerequisite for self-healing is that I cannot die.

At least my body must be an organism, and only in this way can I have the chance to heal myself. Otherwise, if I turn into ashes like Darry, then I won’t even have a complete corpse.

Thinking of this, I felt like a basin of cold water poured from my head to the soles of my feet.

Grandma, what's the point?

However, a small micro bomb is not as large as the firecrackers I played with when I was a child, but the power caused by the explosion is enough to blind me... A simple string of codes can blow up Derek.

That will kill me too.

I just said, how could the company be so generous to give full power to me for life and death? It turned out that the purpose of their doing this was to kill the chicken and scare the monkey. At the same time, the company also made a choice between me and Darry.

It is obvious that only the living can prove it, and Darry has become a dead person.

After thinking through everything, I just saw No. 7, who was shirtless and half-banded in a tent next to me, shaking until he walked out. Although this guy was going to beat me in physical condition, he was not even able to walk steadily now, and he was doing something else or attacking me.

"I have to declare one thing to you."

Walking out of the tent and looking at the craters on the ground, No. 7's face changed again and again, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "What he did has nothing to do with me, I am absolutely loyal to the company."
Chapter completed!
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