Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1648 Survival in Restrictions
Even if he evolved, Xie Feng felt that he was still too weak to make people anxious.

"Special items can be manufactured" sounds like a factory, as if various items can be produced in an endless stream.

But she herself knows the limits best.The main limiting factor is that only one item can be produced within a period of time, and its power is equal to the ability level, and this item has a "shelf life". earth.

This is only the limitation brought by her ability; on top of the ability limitation, there is also a layer of restrictions inherent in the item itself-for example, an item may only be used on people over the age of 30, or it may only be used for one hour. It can be used once, what are these restrictions, Xie Feng cannot control.

Maybe she was too greedy, the more she knew about her abilities, the more dissatisfied she became.

When she used the [Healing Table Lamp] on Dong Luorong, its shortcomings were clearly reflected: the wounds on the surface of the skin and the superficial layer of the skin healed quickly, and after wiping off the blood, It looked as if it was intact.

However, the [Treatment Table Lamp] could not find any invisible injuries inside the body—both of them were almost certain that Dong Luorong was suffering from a certain degree of internal bleeding—and its efficacy was far from reaching the level of just one exposure. The degree of healing of deep wounds.

"I also seem to have split my left arm bone," he said.

The warm orange light of the desk lamp fell on Dong Luorong's pale, sweaty face, painting her a layer of false sallow.She whispered: "I don't remember the process at that time... It seems that he smashed it with something."

After Xie Feng focused on her left arm for a while, Dong Luorong's pain did not ease, but new symptoms appeared again, and he fainted and woke up again and again. Feng had seen many kinds of injuries on the street, and immediately realized that Dong Luorong's organs might have ruptured, and then deteriorated in a short period of time.

Dong Luorong woke up after a few shocks, which was obviously a saw-saw process between treatment and injury; Xie Feng looked anxious and scared, but there was not much he could do, so he could only keep pointing the light at her naked abdomen , pray that this item can at least save her life - otherwise what's the point of evolution?
Fortunately, Dong Luorong's vital signs finally stabilized gradually after being frightened for an unknown amount of time.

After she woke up, her breathing became calmer, her body temperature rose, and her mind became clearer; she looked at the lamp, and whispered to Xie Feng, "Your ability...is really amazing. It turns out that the evolutionary so smart……"

Xie Feng smiled slightly in embarrassment, and was about to say something when he listened and jumped up.

"What's wrong?" the person on the bed asked in a low voice.

She just winked at Dong Luorong when someone knocked on the door of the room; even though she had been prepared for a long time, the fist still seemed to hit the nerves of the two of them heavily, making them jump in shock.

A strange male voice asked outside the door: "Sir? Is everything all right?"

"It's his bodyguard," Dong Luorong turned pale, and said angrily, "Maybe it's because we haven't gone out for so long..."

"Do they have weapons?" Xie Feng asked in a low voice.

"There should be, but I didn't see it with my own eyes." Dong Luorong pushed himself up and said, "I'll go...I'll send them away."

The two of them may have smelled it without being aware of it after living in the room for a long time, but Xie Feng is sure that as soon as the door is opened, the smell in the room can make a comeback.She hurriedly whispered: "Tell them to go through the door, don't open the door."

The process of carrying Dong Luorong to the door was much easier than Xie Feng imagined.Dong Luorong was taller than her, and although he was thin, his body was tight, and he obviously exercised often, but now he carried it like a bag of rice—it still felt heavy, but Xie Feng knew that his strength was enough to handle it.

... This feeling full of power is really great.

In just a few short steps, it seemed that the burden on Dong Luorong was greater than that on Xie Feng.

She took a few breaths, and when someone outside the door rang the doorbell again, she raised her voice slightly and said, "What's the matter?"

He hesitated outside the door.

"Miss Dong?" The man said slowly, and the address already distanced him from her. "Where's the officer?"

"He's asleep," Dong Luorong replied after thinking for a while, "you can pick him up tomorrow morning."

This answer is really not good - if you think about it from the perspective of an outsider, you will find it weird.Qiu Changtian dragged Dong Luorong to a place that might be the kidnapper's old room, in order to search for clues, why did he fall asleep after searching?
But other than this rhetoric, what else can we do?Qiu Changtian didn't even have a throat anymore, and neither of them had anything useful - Dong Luorong was in a hurry when he was forced to come here, and he was able to wear slippers on his feet, which was considered Qiu Changtian's care.

Sure enough, the people outside the door refused to leave after hearing this, and continued: "We heard some replies just now, and we want to report to the officer."

"I told you, he's asleep." Dong Luorong leaned on the wall, took two steps closer to the door, and said in a low voice as if he was afraid of waking someone up, "He drank some wine before he came."

"That's just right. I have some medicine for drinking. The officer told me to feed him as long as he drank, and he won't have a headache when he wakes up the next day." The man outside the door reacted quickly and said immediately: "Please open the door, I will pass you the medicine."

Whether he really has the medicine or not, neither of them can open the door.

Dong Luorong and Xie Feng looked at each other, both of them lost their minds.

Xie Feng approached the door and looked out; in the cat's eyes, it was the two men guarding the Dongluorong door, wearing black coats, and it was impossible to see whether there were weapons on their waists.The one in front of the door who was in charge of talking was of a strong physique, his eyes were shining brightly, and he was difficult to deal with at first sight.

Even if she evolved, she was still very weak in the early stage of evolution. Can she bring down two well-trained men with weapons at the same time?

When Xie Feng bit his lip and hesitated, the person outside the door pressed the doorbell again and called out: "Sir! Please ask Miss Dong to open the door, I'm here to get the medicine."

Even if he fell asleep after drinking and was disturbed by the noise, he had to wake up. The longer Qiu Changtian remained silent, the more suspicious people outside would be.If they ask the people from the hotel to come up to open the door, they will lose the initiative... Xie Feng looked around for a while, thought about it, and gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

She clung to Dong Luorong's ear and whispered a few words.

Dong Luorong looked at her worriedly.

"I know, it's too dangerous." Xie Feng thought she was unwilling, and said angrily, "I...I will definitely not let them hurt you."

Dong Luorong didn't speak, and gently shook her hand.

"I should have died half an hour ago." Dong Luorong turned his head and smiled, and replied angrily: "It's quite interesting to see how far we can go with you now."

Xie Feng couldn't say a word, so he nodded.

"Wait a minute," Dong Luorong said to the outside, "I'll open the door as soon as I put on some clothes."

Insinuating that the other party is not wearing a coat is tantamount to further implying why Qiu Changtian stayed here for a long time and finally fell asleep. Even if they let them relax a little bit, Xie Feng would be a little bit safer—her mind is really Turn fast.Xie Feng half hugged and half supported Dong Luorong, placed her on the bed again, and quickly walked back to the corridor.

The layout of the standard rooms in the hotel is also similar: once the entrance door is opened, there is an aisle, with a hellish bathroom on one side and a built-in wardrobe on the other side, the two are exactly facing each other.She walked to the wardrobe and opened the door—even if the sound was heard by outsiders, Dong Luorong had already said that she wanted to change clothes.

Xie Feng stared at the cat's eyes, his palms were almost sweating.

She gripped the doorknob and slowly opened the door.Hotel doors usually open inwards, almost as soon as the doorknob was turned, the man outside the door immediately stretched out his hand and pressed it against the door, blocking the possibility of the door being closed again. Pushing in: "The preparation of the medicine is very complicated, I'll go in and give it to you—huh?"

He probably never expected that the hinge of the door seemed to have taken root. After pushing so hard, it still didn't move.

Xie Feng hid behind the door, leaning against the door with his shoulders, his face flushed from exertion.She was small, and she was shrunk behind the door, so the man couldn't see her; but the strong, pungent, disgusting smell of flesh and blood in the bathroom was already like a punch in the face, hitting the man's throat A roll.

"What's the smell—long—"

The man just opened his mouth to say these few words, and the invisible flesh and blood flowed thickly into his throat and eyes, choking him so much that he didn't even say "sir".The idiot also knew something was wrong, he quickly turned his head to avoid the rushing air from the door, and then he dared to speak to the second black and thin bodyguard behind him and shouted: "Why are you so dazed? Come and help me push the door together!"

The black and thin man hurriedly responded, and rushed forward together, the pressure increased so much that Xie Feng behind the door almost yelled.With one kick forward and one backward, she used all her strength to let the two middle-aged men push and bump into each other, but she still firmly pushed the door in place.

After only half a day, she was so much stronger than before.

"It's weird," the black and thin man murmured, "What kind of card did she use to lock the door? Why is there a crack in it, but it can't be opened?"

The leading burly man stretched out his hand to block him, and ordered: "Let's back up together, shout three two one, and then bump into it together!"

Xie Feng heard it all.

The counting sound of "three, two, one" was also a signal for her to act; when the last number had just ended and the two rushed towards the door together, she immediately let go of her hand and took a few steps back , with a cat waist, got into the wardrobe that had already been opened.

The unsuspecting door was knocked open by two men with a loud bang, hitting the closet just right; Xie Feng quickly reached out and grabbed the doorknob, preventing the door from being bounced open by the impact force ——The door couldn't completely block the closet, there was still a gap, but it was enough to block her.

The two hit the door with all their strength, but they didn't expect the resistance behind the door to disappear suddenly. They couldn't stop the car immediately, fell into a ball like a dog chewing mud, and fell on the aisle with several thuds. It subconsciously screams when it hurts.

"What's the smell—" It seemed that the black and thin man shouted, and then there was no more sound.

The place where the two of them fell was right in front of the bathroom.The bathroom door was always wide open, and Qiu Changtian, who seemed to have been twisted by a kaleidoscope of blades from the neck up, was leaning against the toilet with non-existent eyes, quietly watching the two subordinates who came late.

　I found a random destination and went out, but I didn’t go very far at all. I felt that even a few streets away from home, I would be happy to sleep in a hotel for one night. I don’t know what’s wrong.

When I continued to read The Lord of the Rings yesterday, I suddenly felt emotional. After reading some books, you can really feel what kind of person the author is, such as Ayn Rand. But Tolkien gave me a very gentle feeling. I remember a detail that was particularly impressive. The ponies of Frodo and his party were all released from the stables (so that they couldn’t get on the road). How about Frodo? After being rescued easily, Tolkien spent a paragraph of chapters carefully explaining where the released ponies went, okay—it turned out that they ran back to their old friends, and then lived happily among the green mountains. After a lifetime.It's this kind of detail, which obviously has nothing to do with the plot, but he still wrote it out, which makes people feel warm in the heart.

　
(End of this chapter)