National Juggernaut

Chapter 74 Scalpel
The right hand was placed on the table, and the long and narrow knife wound was bleeding out. It was just scratched by Zheng Li on his hand a few seconds ago.

The blood flowed all the way to the table, and the smell of blood made Wu Sanjun swallow subconsciously, and woke up suddenly.

Wu Sanjun looked at Zheng Li with the eyes of a lunatic, this is self-mutilation, what kind of fighting is it?I don't owe you money, do I? !Even if you owe it, you can't do it.

Zheng Li didn't explain it either. It's better to see it than to talk about it. These days, even the video can be faked. If you have done intelligence work, you are paranoid to the point of mental illness, so you can only show it in person.

"Look, I'll only demonstrate once."

With that said, Zheng Li took out the Dream Sword representing the minute hand, and gently wiped it on his injured arm.

The blood returned to the body at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a few seconds, the whole arm seemed to be uninjured, and everything that happened before was like a dream.

"How is it possible!? A time-based ability? Or a time-reversal ability with actual combat value?"

Wu Sanjun was shocked, he took Zheng Li's hand abruptly, examined carefully, uh, it was white and tender, and subconsciously swallowed again.

".Uh, sorry, your coffee."

Just at the right time, the old gentleman brought drinks, but this expression was a bit strange, where he was looking.
Uh, in an open-air cafe, under a sun umbrella, two men are holding hands, one of them is still drooling
"Wait! Don't get me wrong, I can explain."

In an instant, Zheng Li panicked. He knew the information exchange ability of this group of ghosts. If he didn't explain clearly, all the ghost shops in District 24 would know it tomorrow.

When it spreads, I really can't tell.

"Oh, sir, there is no need to explain, I know it. It's really you."

Ah, Zheng Li is getting more and more flustered, what kind of virtue is Zeus in the myth, don't you know?Could it be that in order to conform to the myth, he really did everything? !Some things should not change!
Seeing Zheng Li's nervous face, the old man smiled mischievously.

"Heh, just kidding. Don't you know what you are? Although some aspects do meet the needs of the myth. Well, at least your sexuality has never been a problem, and there is still a slight gap with the one in the myth."

I know?All I know is that I'm really ruthless, probably because I have no bottom line cough, it's great if I don't cross the line.

But isn't there something wrong with it, just not crossing the gender line?Just a little gap?The one from Shinhwa really didn't let anything go
Uh, I can't pursue it, myths are myths, life is life, take a step back, he is him, and I am me!The old man is right, I am a normal person!
Confirming again that there is nothing wrong with him, Zheng Li directly pulled his hand back regardless of Wu Sanjun who was still amazed.

Zheng Li also shook it, with a disgusted expression on his face.

"Goosebumps are rising, are you sure it's not fake?"

"What, I just wonder if it's delicious. Uh, it's true, turn back the time completely, how did you do it?!"

Zheng Li was a little surprised. Such a big matter is still in his own jurisdiction. Does this guy really know nothing about it?Not so.

"Do you know about my abilities?"

"Isn't it the weather forecast? Why, this time you have made a meritorious service, come to me to show off?"

Wu Sanjun's face is indifferent, he's been in a bad state recently, and the creatures around him look like balls of delicious food alive, so if you have the heart to worry about other things, live one day at a time.

Zheng Li covered his face, you are worse than that little stupid cat, the whole process has nothing to do with you?
It seems that there are some things that need to be talked about from the beginning. Shaking his head, Zheng Li tidied things up and chose what can be said openly.

"Ha, let me just say that you are full of nonsense. What weather forecast, now you have taken off, congratulations."

With a mouth full of sharp teeth, Wu Sanjun is really happy for the old man. If there is a choice, who would want to live timidly.

He is full of lies that can be debunked casually, most of them are to hide things that cannot be exposed, and he has always felt that Zheng Li's work is quite tiring.

Now, Zheng Li really had no choice but to cover his face.

This guy's head has been eaten back by his stomach, why is there no sharpness from the former intelligence personnel, and now he has not expected his prediction ability + return time spirit blade, what does it mean to him who is injured?
"Wait, what did you say. I'm saved?!"

Wu Sanjun suddenly stood up with disbelief on his face.

The table was tilted directly, the coffee was spilled all over the floor, and there was no time to take care of it.

Zheng Li only had time to save his coffee ahead of time, and looked at the refreshments on the ground with heartache, before being picked up by Wu Sanjun.

"You, you, don't lie to me! You can't joke about this kind of thing!"

"Nonsense, I will joke about your injury when I have free time. Who doesn't know that you only care about this now. But let's say it first, it's just a chance. Even if it can be cured, it won't be a matter of time."

When he learned about the power of Mengling's twin swords, Zheng Li was also brutally surprised by the power of the time system.

Sister Dream Blade, the function is to reverse the time within the contact range. The current upper limit is 2 minutes, but it is not without cost.

The name of the younger brother Ling Zhiyan seems to come from Chinese herbal medicine, but its essence is the completely opposite concept of curing diseases and saving lives.

His ability is to absorb the target's physical lifespan or, to put it bluntly, life force and time.

The absorption time is about ten years, and the elder sister is given 1 minute to rewind the ability, and the bottom limit of the absorption target is animals above a small size. The actual test is that pigs and sheep can be used, but small insects cannot.

The elder sister's long sword blade can be said to have absolutely no slashing value in actual combat, and the younger brother's short sword has the property of absorbing life force. It is estimated that the opponent will be very uncomfortable if it is cut down, but only by completely killing the opponent can the full time be absorbed.

This pair of swords can be regarded as a spiritual blade together. It is basically unrealistic to use it alone, and with 100% supernatural tendency, it is estimated that all subsequent attribute bonuses will be green.

On the way here, Zheng Li went to the vegetable market to find a pig, and he lay down on the ground waiting to die. But after killing it completely, he only had less than a minute to save. It is reasonable to say that a pig has a lifespan of 20+.

"Tsk, this thing is actually racially discriminatory. The time of domestic animals is directly discounted. Do you suggest that the sword master use intelligent creatures to absorb time?"

Indistinctly, Zheng Li could feel the emotion released by Ling Zhijian when killing the pig. It was the joy of bloodthirsty, but also the vague dissatisfaction that the sacrifice was not qualified.

"Magic sword potential stock."

Or is Lingtu just so crooked, other people may hesitate a bit, can this thing be controlled by themselves?But Zheng Li, who already has a real magic sword, has nothing but joy.

"It is a bit absolute to say that abilities do not distinguish between good and evil, but I am convinced of the saying that 'the user is the key'."

He even thought of the "frontal" usage of these two swords on the spot.

"Wu Sanjun, your problem is that your psychic organs are out of control and rebellious. Surgical removal is feasible, but the question is whether you can live after removing it. My prediction ability plus the time reversing ability, there is repeated knife movement possible."

In Zheng Li's eyes, Mengling's twin swords can actually become the best scalpel in the world, a super healer who doesn't have to worry about cutting off a patient's nerves and blood vessels inadvertently.

Wu Sanjun nodded seriously, he had asked many times, and the answer was basically the same.

"It's not just whether I can live or not. If I could simply die, I would have wanted to die a long time ago. I didn't say anything. The doctor speculated that whether it is my brain death or the forced removal of my spiritual organs, there is a high probability that my body will lose control. The stomach becomes the core of the instinct drive, completely turning into a zombie with only appetite."

Wu Sanjun's "stomach of endless greed" can transform food into spiritual energy and physical characteristics. It is undoubtedly the core spiritual organ for his combination with supernatural powers, but no matter how core it is, it should only be a physical organ.

He abused the phagocytosis characteristic of the endless hunting impulse of the supernatural power, and forcibly made his core psionic organs too core, coupled with the organ runaway caused by the injury, the imbalance in the body was out of control, and the stomach directly became independent. It even overwhelmed the physical command of the brain.

According to the judgment made by the doctor, as time goes by, his psionic stomach will become stronger and stronger, and finally turn his brain and body into tools. All biological instincts and individual actions are for hunting, and sooner or later they will become A real man eating shark.

"In a few years, I would have to wear a black blindfold and live in a small black room. It doesn't matter how long I can survive, but sooner or later I will be sealed into the incinerator."

Originally, it was still possible to forcibly remove it, but this girl still has the ability to devour and regenerate, and consume enough vitality to regenerate an arm, not to mention a stomach.

The only treatment method is to suppress the psychic stomach at the same time as the resection, and re-establish the internal balance. But how to suppress it, the resection of the stomach can only be balanced to that extent, and it must not let him die on the spot and lose control of his body. This operation is difficult Too big to do anything.

Contrary to most of the retired hunters who died of exhaustion and chronic death after injury, the most troublesome thing for the Wu Sanjun is the vitality that is still overflowing from the endless stomach, which regenerates while cutting. Ordinary surgical techniques are doomed to fail even if they are performed correctly.

"Is it a terminal illness? Only by cheating can there be a possibility of salvation."

Before that, Zheng Li had thought about whether his ability could save him. The answer was still no. First of all, he didn't know medicine, and he didn't know how long it would take to learn to be able to perform an operation.

Even if the operation can be performed, there is only one chance. With a success rate of less than 1%, most of them will be done with one knife. If they are dragged out and buried directly, they will most likely turn into a dead body. This attempt is extremely dangerous.

But now, with the addition of the Mengling Twin Swords, the two cheating abilities have been combined, and it seems possible to try it.

Of course, the approval of the patient must be obtained first.

"There's no rush, and I'm not in a hurry. Let me study medicine for a while, and know the difference between blood vessels and nerves. By the way, Wu Sanjun, do you know that there are medical textbooks for sale around here? The kind suitable for whiteboard beginners."

Wu Sanjun was not angry at all when he heard words that could irritate people to death.

He raised his head, slumped on the chair, and poured a glass of water directly on his face. The ice cubes calmed him down a lot, made sure that he was not in a dream, and also made it no longer noticeable that a trace of salt water slipped across his cheek.

The next moment, he sat up again and looked at Zheng Li with a fierce light in his pupils.

The junkies from the Transgress Bureau are gone, and the bloodthirsty sharks on the battlefield are back.

"No matter how low the success rate is or how much it costs, as long as there is a possibility of treatment, that's enough. Help me, me... I'm not a waste! No! Absolutely not!"

(End of this chapter)