How should the spirit master in the mental hospital save himself at the beginning?

Wang Heng had a dream.

There was a very beautiful girl in the dream.

Wearing light clothes, her figure is graceful and swaying.

She kept walking in front, her skirt rippling rhythmically.

Wang Heng quickened his pace to catch up, but no matter whether he was walking quickly, trotting, or even running wildly, the distance between the two people was not even close.

Qingyi walked further and further, and Wang Heng reached out to reach the hem of her skirt. He opened his mouth to shout. No matter how he opened his mouth, the air seemed to be slipping on his vocal cords, unwilling to convey Wang Heng's voice.

He became more and more desperate, mustering up his last strength, as if he wanted to release his whole body, and his breath finally caught up with his vocal cords.

"Qingyi——"

The woman in ancient costume in front was stunned in place and suddenly looked back.

Under that long hair shawl, Ren Jin had that ugly face!

"I'm a fool!!!"

Wang Heng punched out and the dream was shattered.

The fist hit the glass cover in front of Wang Heng's eyes, and the glass cover cracked into dense spider silk in an instant.

The skin was scratched by the sharp edge of the glass, and blood slowly flowed down the arm.

The bracelet on his wrist happily extended its small tentacles upwards, absorbing all the blood flowing from Wang Heng.

After being stunned, the pain finally came to Wang Heng like a tide.

"Ah! Ren Jin what the hell did you do to me!!!"

Wang Heng was rolling on the bed. As soon as he made any movement, his muscles seemed to be inserted by tweezers, pulled and torn, and the scalpel completely severed the ligaments.

In the end, Wang Heng collapsed on the bed, forming a large font.

Every part of my body, except my butt, was painless.

Wang Heng looked at Ren Jin with grief and anger - the man who appeared in his dream and replaced Qing Yi!

"I trust you so much, but you actually do it!"

"Uh, calm down first, calm down first!"

Ren Jin was startled.

The newcomers who were treated like this in the past years have never resisted so seriously!

"What happened and why are you so angry?"

At that moment, Ren Jin could even feel the murderous intent radiating from Wang Heng's eyes... That substantial murderous intent was simply terrifying!

This is definitely not possible because he woke up and found that his whole body hurt except his butt!

"I just had a dream, and you disgusted me in the dream!"

Wang Hengli glared confidently. If he hadn't dared to move, he would have strangled Ren Jin's neck.

That's Qingyi, it's Qingyi, such a beautiful Qingyi, I don't dare to face Qingyi's back when I go back!

"..."

"The psychiatrist is not off duty yet, if you don't mind..."

Ren Jin held his breath and felt so depressed that he had to blame me for his fucking dreams. Why not blame the earth's gravity for not being able to poop? ?

"I'm normal. What did you do to my body? Why does it hurt so much? Damn it!"

Wang Heng was very manic, and the bleeding pain in his hands even relieved the muscle soreness in his body to a certain extent.

"I just anesthetized you, and the machine was inserted into your muscles to stretch your muscles and test the strength of your muscles."

"So that's the fucking reason why you keep laughing like you're watching the latest series of sick bondage movies?"

"What are the children talking about? Don't talk nonsense!"

Ren Jin's eyes actually dodge...

"Holy shit, are you really, really!!?"

Wang Heng's eyes were filled with disbelief. In this comparison, he was actually a member of the same group?

"Ahem! Stop talking about this!"

Ren Jin coughed twice, then pointed to Wang Heng's injured hand.

The vines had blocked the split area of ​​Wang Heng's finger and carefully picked out the glass shards. Even if Wang Heng wanted to scold it for sucking his own blood, there was no reason.

There are some small red marks on Wang Heng's body, which were caused by inserting extremely fine needles into Wang Heng's body to test the muscles.

There was also some small bleeding in his body, but it was not serious. It was just that the muscles of the person were stretched to the extreme unconsciously, and some muscle fibers would be torn off.

Wang Heng was in such pain because many muscle fibers were broken throughout his body.

"I've been fooled by you, what should I do if there is an assessment tomorrow!"

Wang Heng asked loudly. He endured the pain and was helped up from the bed by the vines.

"It's easy!"

Ren Jin seemed to have thought of it a long time ago. He took out a tube of blue potion from his pocket and threw it to Wang Heng.

"Hey, hey, don't throw it away!"

Wang Heng reached out to take the potion, but the pain in his muscles made him stop the moment he raised his hand.

"Hissssss~"

The vines jumped out like spiritual snakes, wrapped the potion several times, caught it steadily, and handed it to Wang Heng.

"Isn't this for sex?"

Wang Heng looked at Ren Jin suspiciously, with distrust on his face.

"Recovery potion, use it if you like!"

Ren Jin turned around, not wanting to see Wang Heng, a language pervert...

"呲呲~"

The vines unscrewed the metal bottle cap of the recovery potion and brought it to Wang Heng's mouth, who drank it in one gulp.

"It tastes delicious! Green apple flavor!"

A cool feeling spread throughout the body, the burning pain seemed to be instantly frozen, and even the senses became a little dull.

It was as if a pair of soft, boneless hands were massaging the muscles, and Wang Heng felt extremely comfortable.

After only five minutes, Wang Heng's body no longer felt much pain. Even the hand that had been scratched by the glass just now had only a shallow mark left.

Wang Heng was resurrected with full blood!

"Damn, it's much easier to use than the little blue pill. Can you give me a few more bottles? I'll keep them for later use!"

"The black market is 1.5 million for a bottle, and the internal price of the Superpower Bureau is 1 million. Thank you in advance for your patronage..."

"...Forget it, it's good just like this. Young people don't need so much external force."

"Drip drop~"

The synthetic electronic female voice came from the speakers again.

"The subject's muscle strength is B+, and the level to be improved is temporarily unpredictable!"

"That's it again!"

"Okay, this is your score. Don't leak it. Your information will be sealed by the director. The director will talk to you personally then!"

After Ren Jin explained this solemnly, he took Wang Heng all the way out of the Sacred Heart Hospital.

"Take me home."

Wang Heng lay comfortably on the co-pilot. Although his body was no longer tired under the influence of the recovery potion, his mental fatigue still existed.

The time was not five o'clock as Ren Jin expected, but half past five.

Because the glass cover was broken by Wang Heng, the two people explained to the researchers for a long time. If they had not consulted Qin Feng, Wang Heng would most likely have lost money.

Just such a glass cover costs hundreds of thousands. The Superpower Bureau is really a money-burning place!

"Potions are so expensive, how can those of us with super powers afford them?"

"I don't know about the others, but no one from the execution department has been missing, but that medicine was reimbursed by Director Qin."

"The execution department makes so much money!?"

Wang Heng yearned for it.

"Superpower users in the Superpower Bureau will receive points when they complete designated tasks or complete certain research goals. We mostly rely on points to redeem potions, so there are fewer places to spend money."

After Ren Jin explained this, Wang Heng probably understood that it was still a points system. In this way, as long as a person with super powers has a heart to become stronger, the best choice is to join the super powers bureau. After all, the benefits of the super powers bureau are It's really high.