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Chapter 15: Sequelae of Tear Consciousness(1/2)

"boom!"

There was a deafening explosion, and the grenade almost exploded against the head of the silver-scaled python!

In an instant, the silver-scaled giant python's head exploded, and white bones and flesh and blood splattered.

However, snakes have a tenacious vitality. Even if their heads are broken, their body's nerve reflexes are still there, and they can twist and beat wildly indoors.

The surrounding walls were shattered one after another, and in the room full of smoke and dust, bricks shot out like cannonballs, and gravel flew out like shotgun bullets.

The momentum is terrifying!

"Rumble..."

This house had been in disrepair for a long time, and finally it couldn't bear the abuse and collapsed, burying the headless body of the silver-scaled python underneath.

From the collapsed red bricks, a section of the silver-scaled python can be seen from time to time.

[It makes such a big noise even after death.]

【This is why I am afraid of snakes.】

【Oh my god, it’s fatal!】

[The second team was completely wiped out, but one of the aberrants was killed at the last moment. I don’t know if they lost or gained.]

【Blood loss!】

[The anchor is lucky, he throws a bomb and the monster takes the initiative to bite it.]

Nearly ten million viewers in the live broadcast room were frightened when they saw the silver-scaled giant python going crazy.

It's just that this thing is strong. The key is that it has amazing vitality. It can still be tossed for a long time even if its head is gone, and it explodes with huge lethality.

——

Military Department

a certain dormitory

After the 2nd Special Forces Team was destroyed, the five people returned to reality.

The moment they returned to reality, the five of them felt a tearing pain in their minds.

Not a description!

But physical perception!

The consciousness that was invisible and intangible in the past was torn off by something. The whole person was in a trance and lost his perception of the outside world.

"Mountain Wolf! Mountain Wolf!"

"Can you hear my voice?"

"How are you doing? Is anything okay?"

"Medical team, call the medical team!"



After the five people were recruited by Zhang Yuan, instructors were on duty in the dormitory 24 hours a day. Through the live broadcast, they saw the five people were wiped out and looked in pain after returning to reality. They rushed over and shouted.

However, no matter what the instructor on duty shouted, the five of them seemed not to hear, and they all lay on the bed looking in a daze.

The medical team rushed in and made a preliminary inspection, but found no problem.

We put the five people on stretchers and carried them to the hospital for detailed examination, but still no problem could be found.

This is an injury at the level of consciousness, and modern medicine is helpless.

After a while, the five of them felt better and opened their eyes in a daze.

"Mountain Wolf! Mountain Wolf!"

The instructor of the Red Sword Special Forces Brigade shouted nervously.

The man known as Mountain Wolf is a young man in his twenties with a medium build and wheat-colored skin.

Shanlang didn't seem to hear the instructor's shout, and was still in a daze. It took a minute or two for his vision to focus. He turned to look at the chief instructor, and said in a slow voice: "Instructor, you, you, called me?"

The instructor quickly asked: "How are you now? How do you feel?"

Another minute or two passed before Shanlang stumbled back: "It's okay, my head hurts a little, and I'm a little dizzy."

In a spacious single ward, a group of doctors and researchers in white coats recorded news.

[Symptoms after death: headache, dizziness, extremely slow reaction, decreased language expression ability...]

There are a lot of surveillance cameras in the house, with no blind spots in 360 degrees.

On the other side of the surveillance, domestic high-level officials pay close attention to this side.

At this time, a man in a white coat who seemed to be a leader said: "Can you walk?"

After a while, Shanlang nodded: "I'm fine. There's nothing wrong with me. I can walk."

Talking

Slowly

Slowly

It was like a movie in slow motion, I wanted to get out of the hospital bed.

The instructor couldn't bear it when he saw the tough and fierce warriors in the past. He felt very distressed and hurriedly came over to help him.

The leader in white coat spoke again: "This is a record of behavior after death. Independence is very important. Let him do it himself."

Hearing this, the chief instructor retracted his outstretched hand and took two steps back.

In this way, Shanlang tested alone, while others were responsible for recording or watching.

Mountain Wolf's body coordination became extremely poor. When he got out of bed, he lost his balance and fell towards the bedside table. The vase on the bedside table was pushed over and shattered. A glass shard cut a finger-long gash on the inside of his right forearm, which caused blood to flow.

"Go get the medicine!"

The leader in white coat turned to give instructions to the doctor beside him, and the doctor immediately turned around and left the crowd.

The leader in the white coat continued: "Remove all fragile items in the house. Those with sharp corners should either be polished into rounded corners or covered with leather."

After giving the order, two more doctors walked around and were busy.

The leader in a white coat stepped forward to check the wound on Shanlang's arm.

The moment he raised Shan Lang's right arm, his face was full of horror.

"This, how is this possible!"

The leader in the white coat exclaimed, instantly attracting everyone's attention. A group of doctors and researchers came forward with chaotic steps, and surrounded the mountain wolf.

Just like this, under the watchful eyes of a group of people, the finger on the inner side of Shan Lang's right arm had a bloody wound. The skin that was originally rolled to both sides slowly shrank inwards, fit together, and healed itself.

After a few breaths, the skin and flesh completely fit together and became one.

"Oh my God!"

"Am I dazzled?"

"How can human beings have such strong self-healing abilities!"

"This kind of self-healing speed is not much worse than that of the silver-scaled python. Could it be caused by killing the silver-scaled python?"

"Quick, quick, let's do a detailed inspection. Who is that? Can your movements be a little smoother? I'm really anxious!"



A bunch of doctors are going crazy!

They knew about the cross-border live broadcast and paid attention to the whole process.

Zhang Yuan said that killing zombies can increase negative status resistance.

For example, viruses, germs, nuclear radiation, etc., so that these things cannot harm you.

but!

Zhang Yuan didn’t say that killing monsters can increase the body’s self-healing ability!

They have witnessed with their own eyes that the self-healing ability comparable to monsters appears in humans. If they obtain breakthrough research on this person, they will instantly become famous and become a medical leader!

The lancet and nature have to be cried and begged to be published!

Even if you award yourself the Nobel Prize, getting the prize is just putting the Nobel Prize on your face!

What is heavyweight?

That’s it!

——

biochemical apocalypse

Zhang Yuan saw the hut where the 2nd Special Forces Team lived turned into ruins through the live broadcast that looked like a movie curtain, with a heartbroken look on his face.

The five elite soldiers of the 2nd Special Forces Team, the backbone of the business, were sent like this.
To be continued...
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