It Won't Hurt to Scrape Again when It's All over to Terra.

"Because I'm going to investigate and think about other things, it's just my guesses. There's no need to let Amiya know too much. She and the doctor still need to learn a lot, so there's no need to focus on this." Kyle Xi took out two documents from the desk and handed them to Warfarin, who was sitting opposite: "Look at this."

Warfarin opened both documents, which were two medical reports, and the names of the examiners were Amiya.

"One is from the beginning of the month, and the other is from a few days ago. Her routine physical examination is only at the beginning of each month... Oh yes, they went to Chernobog." Mia did a physical examination: "Huh? How come Amiya's condition has stabilized so much? I've been in the laboratory for the past few days and you have made a new special medicine?"

"The first medical report was a routine medical examination at the beginning of the month, and there was no problem. The second one was on the night when they returned from the Chernobog operation, because Amiya transitioned to use Originium skills, just after withdrawing from the city of Chernobog. An acute attack of ore disease."

"Hey, it's an acute attack. The last time Amiya was like this was a long time ago. It stands to reason that even if she is contained, her condition will worsen in the end. What's with this value?"

Warfarin pointed to the two items of [Somatic Cell and Originium Fusion Rate] and [Blood Originium Crystal Density] on the second report. The values ​​of these two items in the two physical examination reports were even lower than the physical examination reports at the beginning of the month.

"This is because the 'Mr. Mo' in Amiya's mouth used a strange warhead when Amiya fell ill. After the explosion, it inertized the active source stone in Amiya's body, and finally injected it. The anti-Originium drug saved her life, at least that's what the penguin logistics operator said."

Warfarin shook her head and expressed her disbelief: "It's impossible. We still don't know the anti-origin drug that we developed by ourselves. It doesn't have such a good effect, and it can't be achieved to this extent if it's just inert."

Kelsey nodded and agreed with Warfarin: "So I think that the effect of the things used on Amiya is not what this Mr. Mo thought, so I want to investigate and think about other things. And the effect was as good as I expected at the time, Amiya's physical condition has recovered after only a period of time, but the recovery value is not much." Kelsey took out the third report from the drawer, still It's Amiya's, and the time is yesterday.

"That's also very good. Oops, I'm very interested. Are there any samples to study?"

Warfarin's red eyes flashed, but Kelsey shook his head: "No, it is the last one he used on Amiya, and these are accidental products, I think I may in the future. I will talk to this Mr. Mo again, what he has in his hand can open up a whole new way for me."

"It would be too reckless to use this as a [weapon]!"

This is Kelsey's last comment on this matter.

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[ISAC Monitoring Record - [Base] Rhode Island - Workshop]

Access request detected

Facial Recognition... Interviewed By: Ifrit

The access permission is passed, and the [Workshop] is opened

The monitoring screen is collected, and the voice-to-text display is displayed:

[Why did Mo Qi put a door lock in this inner room... Wouldn't he be able to enter in the future? ]

[Um?Why are these machines not responding?broken? ]

[Uh... can't open it, damn, it's locked, I still want to play with the things I didn't take out last time, damn]

【The sound of kicking is captured】

[Well, you can't break other people's things... I'll let you go this time, and when Mo Qi arrives, let him open it for me to play. ]

[Something says it's on the table?Oh!That's it! ]

[How come there are two?Forget it, it must be all for me, right?So I'll take it all?If no one speaks, I will take it as your promise?hey-hey. ]

recorded

It is detected that the visit of the visitor [Ifrit] has ended, and the permission of [Ifrit] to enter the [Workshop] has been withdrawn

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I explained a little bit about the setting of Originium EMP

Tomorrow, there will be a small hotel comic exhibition in the local area... Forget the fare, it's not worth it, so I won't go.

I seem to have a leave of absence note. I'm going to use it for a larger comic exhibition on the 16th. The camera has not been used for a long time. I want to take some pictures of the healthy lady.

Section 74 036. Respect and prey

Today is the day Misha left.

Although she had decided to leave a long time ago, everyone's concern for her made it difficult for her to be kind. After three days, it was confirmed several times that Misha was really okay, and the little guys didn't mention that Misha should stay.

Nothing lasts forever.

This is what Xiaopei said when she comforted Lily. It was a proverb from Yan Guo. After being heard by Misha, she learned it. She felt that what she said was right. People are always separated in their lives.

"Okay, Lily, don't cry." Misha reached out and touched Lily's little golden head.

"Lily didn't cry." Lily raised her head, she really didn't cry, but her eyes were watery, and it felt like tears would fall at any time.

The little girl is always the most emotional, and the one who hates Misha the most is Xiaoxue and Lily who have been taking care of her. The one who cried the most was Lily, but she had already cried yesterday, and she was only sobbing slightly today.

In addition to reluctance, there are worries.

The four of them live in a group in the Dragon Gate or rely on Ansuo Moqi and their help to survive, Misha is alone, how can people not worry?

"Don't say anything to make me stay." Gently hugging Lily and Xiaoxue, Misha said, "If it's possible, I'll probably be very happy to be able to live with you even if it's a little harder, but I I don't want to drag you down, someone is chasing me, I have to leave."

Misha put a bear doll in the hands of Lily and Xiaoxue, and said to them, "This is a tradition in my hometown. The doll made by myself can protect the safety of important people, so this is for you."

The two girls took over the puppet, and Lily stroked the little puppet with obvious traces of patchwork, and said to Misha, "I will definitely protect it."

Misha touched Lily's head again: "Well, then it will definitely protect Lily well."

"Eh... What about my brother and I?" Xiaopei and Xiaoluo walked back from the outside without knowing what to do.

Misha was suddenly a little embarrassed, and her eyes wandered for a while before she finally said, "The materials are not enough... There are only two girls, you boys should work hard on your own."

"Pfft—" Lily and Xiaoxue accidentally laughed when they heard this.

"Well, it seems that my brother and I need to be stronger." Xiao Luo didn't care, and shrugged with a smile and said, "But my brother and I have something for Miss Misha."

Xiao Pei took out a small backpack and handed it to Misha, exhorting: "Miss Misha, there are some dry food and common medicines, and some anti-origin drugs, you can bring these with you. "

Misha was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect them to prepare these things. She shook her head and refused: "This... No, I can no longer accept more of your things."

"Just accept it." Xiao Luo shoved the backpack directly into Misha's arms, and then with a smile on his face, he said to Misha, "Miss Misha needs these things more than us, right? You are alone. There's nothing outside, you can bring these with you to make us feel more at ease."

The other three nodded unanimously. Misha looked at the small backpack in her arms. It was a little worn out, but the damage was carefully repaired. Although it was not very beautiful, Misha felt that the backpack was very beautiful at the moment.

The backpack seemed to be warm, and it warmed Misha's body and mind in his arms.

The tears finally couldn't stop falling.

"Thank you very much."

"Please be careful along the way, Miss Misha (Sister Misha)."

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It's a good weather today.

The integration movement... no, I mean Mr. A, who pretended to be a refugee from Chernobog after disguising himself.

Today, I am also working hard to complete the task of the leader.

His immediate leader is the [Bone Broken] of the Integration Movement, a leader who never shows his true face. He is indistinguishable between males and females, but when we talk privately, we all agree that the leader's leg shape is really great, maybe one of the beautiful girls. Such, even the integration movement under the command of [Bone Broken] has private openings.

Of course no one has the guts to confirm it yet.

Although the leader seems to be not strong enough, his fighting style is extremely oppressive. His slender arms are able to take turns firing a grenade launcher in each hand. The series of explosions is hard to resist. Boring handicap, the muzzle of the grenade launcher is probably about to be stuffed in their mouths.

Just focus on the task at hand.

Once again, he took out a painting from his arms, and there was a painting on it... It was probably a portrait of a little girl. This was the elder sister of the leader. According to information, she appeared in Longmen. The leader came to Longmen for half of his mission. The reason is because of her.

It's a pity that when he wanted to get more specific features, the leader only took out a carefully preserved photo. It can be seen that the leader loves it very much, but it still looks a little vague, and it is too long to be used as information. use.

But looking at the face of the howitzer in the leader's hand, everyone still drew a picture according to the photo and took it on the body "for identification". The real leader was reluctant to take it out. Yes, but fortunately the leader didn't check the works, so everyone just brought this kind of so-called painting out.

Dark Whistle A took out this piece of paper not to look at the picture. What he drew, a person with little culture, was too abstract. He turned the piece of paper upside down, and the back was what he needed, with some leaders on it. features of the older sister.

[Misha], [white hair], [Ursas], [about the same age as the leader]

"It doesn't feel like this will have any results..." With a sigh, Dark Whistle A still put away the piece of paper, "I hope the leader can successfully find his sister."

Dark Sentinel A set his sights on the street. There are many dark sentries like him, mainly in groups of two, to investigate the situation around Longmen, the flow of people, the building structure, the activity level and scope of the Guard Bureau, etc. Of course, And the elder sister who is looking for the leader.

"Ok?"

Dark Whistle A suddenly saw a sneaky figure flashing out of a rental house, looked left and right, and quickly disappeared into the shadow of the building.

Was that... the little girl of Ursus with white hair? !

He took out the piece of paper in his arms again, looked at the painting and the words on the back, and rushed out to catch up with the girl.

"Hey! What are you doing?!"

Dark Whistle B, who came back from outside, was bumped by Dark Whistle A, and asked with some displeasure.

"found it!"

"what?"

"The chief's sister!"

"what!"

The two rushed out together.

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The dark room on the other side.

"Have you determined your target?"

"I'm sure the boss is the girl mentioned in the bounty, the infected person, the white-haired person, and Ursus. Is this little girl really worth so much money?"

"There must be a secret, let's catch it first. The mercenaries who are eyeing this prey are not only us."

"okay."

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