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The shelter at the Foundation headquarters is very different from what he imagined in the past. In his previous vision, the shelter should be a structure similar to a library. Each and every one of the shelters is placed on the shelf, like a neat book. After entering the books, all you need to do is reach out and touch one by one on the shelf.

But the reality is that the storage is not just a single storage. If you want to take a look, you need to register.

The most important thing is that once registered, if there is a problem behind the containment, he will definitely be listed as a key suspect, and the containment he has touched will definitely have problems...

A fifty achievement points, is it really worth it?

Xia Ren thought for two seconds and decided to forget his original intention.

"Sorry for disturbing you."

He turned and left the shelter.

The dream of bullshit when you were young, why not seal up an infected body yourself to achieve it faster!

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Half an hour later, Xia Ren returned to the hospital.

The difference is that this time he didn't go back to his ward, but came to find an acquaintance.

Looking at the sign above "Rehabilitation Department No. [-] Training Room", Xia Ren pushed open the door.

"Yo, long time no see."

He was the first to say hello.

In the center of the room, Tang Tangtang was sitting on a yoga mat with a worried expression on his face. One meter in front of Tang Tangtang, a figure wrapped tightly in white bandages was doing exercises in an exaggerated posture. Handstand push-ups, perhaps it is more appropriate to say one-finger Zen, because the person really supported the whole body with only one finger, and it was the little finger.

With his arm bending and rebounding, the moment his body was suspended in the air for a short while, the little finger was replaced by the ring finger, and it took turns like this, really fierce.

"You came."

Noticing footsteps approaching, the man ended his exercise and rose from the ground - covered in bandages - to his feet.

"Yi Zhiyu?"

Xia Ren barely recognized his identity from the other party's protruding eyes.

"It's me, I made you laugh."

Yi Zhiyu looked Xia Ren up and down, and said in admiration, "Brother Xia recovered really quickly."

Looking at his appearance, Xia Ren couldn't help worrying: "You...are you really okay?"

"What did Brother Xia say?"

Yi Zhiyu laughed, and said: "This little injury has long been fine. If the doctors hadn't made a fuss, the dozens of stitches on the heart and the dozens of steel plates on the bones should have been removed last night. gone."

Dozens of steel plates... This must be a broken body, right?

Hearing the other party's description, Xia Ren became even more worried.

and many more!

He felt like he just missed something.

Dozens of stitches on the heart?

Xia Ren opened his eyes wide and looked at his chest.

"Ham, it seems Brother Xia is suspicious of me, just watch."

Probably to prove that his body was indeed strong, Yi Zhiyu took two steps back and took a deep breath.

"Master, don't..."

Tang Tangtang hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop it, but it was already too late.

Yi Zhiyu leaned back, sat up and flipped back on the spot, and it was continuous, fast, very fast.

He's spinning!

"How about it, isn't it amazing?"

Yi Zhiyu said while doing somersaults.

Xia Ren opened his mouth and saw that the bandages on his body began to fall off, and his whole body was like a ball of spinning noodles.

"There are even more powerful ones!"

After Yi Zhiyu finished speaking, he kicked his legs vigorously, and jumped to a high place.

But he seemed to be having too much fun, forgetting one thing.

This room has a ceiling.

With a "bang", the white ceiling withstood the impact that it shouldn't have endured at its age.

But fortunately, it is very strong, so it resisted.

Yi Zhiyu went up too fast, and came down as fast as he could. His whole body was in a big shape, lying on the yoga mat.

"boom!"

The people in the training room were kicked away, and several doctors in white coats ran aggressively, and the leader's fierce gaze locked on Yi Zhiyu who was lying on the ground.

"How dare you sneak out and take it away!"

With a wave of his hand, several doctors immediately pulled out the stretcher, threw Yi Zhiyu onto it, and carried it out without stopping.

In the blink of an eye, only Xia Ren and Tang Tangtang were left in the room.

The air was quietly eerie.

Xia Ren looked at Tang Tangtang.

The latter blushed, and said, "The doctor said it was a sequelae, and the master's sanity has not recovered, so in the near future, maybe...may be a little stupid."

"Ugh."

Xia Ren suddenly sighed.

Tang Tangtang thought that he was worried about the master's physical condition, so he said, "It's okay, the master's resilience is indeed very strong, the blow just now was not fatal."

"That's not it."