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【Chapter 8】His Majesty the Prince is not reconciled to sleeping with paper: (:3[________]

"Howard, long time no see." Enders waved to him.

"My friend, it's been a long time, but I really can't be happy, your physical condition is too bad."

"Ann, the metabolism and cell activities in your body are too chaotic, and according to your blood test report, you have at least three deadly viruses on your body, which are impossible for the human immune system to resist, and you look like, It seems...it has no effect." Dr. Erskine's tone was full of puzzlement.

The awakening of the bloodline is like a strengthening agent for Enders. All aspects of the body will be strengthened to a certain extent, but it is impossible for him to reshape the body of a vampire, and the laws of the world will never let creatures that do not belong to this world Appeared, even though the fangs grew out, he didn't have much desire for blood, other than that, what Enders wore was really just a pure human body.

In general, apart from possessing the ability to be a blood race, the awakening of the bloodline did not have much impact on him. He still needs an opportunity to put his body on the verge of being on the verge of detonating his power at once to repair his body. Sometimes the world consciousness can't help him.

The reagents injected into his body by the lunatics of Hydra made a mess inside his body. With the current self-healing ability, it will take at least a few months to adjust to normal. The scars on his body can recover quickly, but the gun The injury can only be maintained honestly.

"I'm indeed human, just... a bit different from normal people..." Enders pulled the dagger from Bucky's leggings, slashing a long thin gash on the back of his hand, mobilizing what little power he had, almost on the blade The moment it leaves the skin, the scars heal to the naked eye at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Wow." If it weren't for the few traces of blood left on the back of his hand, Howard almost thought he was hallucinating.

"This?" Dr. Erskine was surprised.

"This is a natural ability." Enders paused, and continued: "Doctor, let someone destroy the blood I sent for testing."

"Ok, I see."

Colonel Phillips was silent for a while and then asked: "Boy, why don't you recover from your injuries like just now?"

"All my strength is used to adjust the inside of the body, and the extensive trauma can only recover at a normal speed."

"This ability is pretty good." Howard joked.

Enders shrugged. "I think so too."

Colonel Phillips became angry when he saw his nonchalant expression, rolled up the documents in his hand and slammed him on the leg: "Stinky boy, do you think you can mess around like this?"

"Ouch! Colonel, you hit my wound." Enders rubbed the place where he was hit painfully.

"Hey, I don't know if you hurt your leg?" Phillips laughed angrily, scolded him again, and took Howard and Erce after getting the guarantee that he would not mess around next time and everything would obey the command Dr. King left.

<<<

night.

Bucky left Colonel Phillips' office, walked to his room, and pushed the door open.

Enders had just come out of the bathroom, the towel was draped crookedly on his shoulders, water droplets dripped down the ends of his hair, some dripped on the bandages on his shoulders and chest, and some sank into his abdomen along the perfect abdominal muscles.

Bucky takes his eyes off his pretty mermaid lines and stares blankly at his face.

"Hey Po..."

bang——

Enders: ⊙▽⊙?

Bucky took a step back and looked at the number on the door, and after making sure he had gone the right way, he stood there for more than a minute before pushing the door open again and going in.

Enders was already lying on the bed, lying on his side with his upper body naked, the quilt covering his waist, propped his head up and smiled and said, "Honey, were you being shy just now?"

"Why are you here?" Bucky asked him as he took off his general jacket and draped it over the back of the chair.

Enders raised his eyebrows: "Howard didn't tell you this is my room?"

Howard assists Stark: Brother can only help here!

Bucky was silent for a moment, picked up his coat and turned around.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"Change rooms." Bucky walked towards the door.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Enders quickly rolled over and got out of bed to stop him, wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, and pushed the half-open door back with the other: "What do you want to change, didn't you all sleep together before?"

Bucky turned around. "Are you sure I'll be safe if you sleep with me?"

"When, uh..." In the middle of the sentence, Enders remembered a night five years ago.

Bucky leaned against the door and waited for him to continue.

Enders raised his hands to show his innocence, "I promise to only sleep and do nothing else! Besides, if you want to change rooms, you will live in a dormitory with ordinary soldiers, and there is no private bathroom. How can I say that I am also a disabled person now."

Bucky lowered his eyes and thought for a while, he didn't really like living with strangers, frowned, and said uncertainly, "Only sleep?"

"I promise!"

<<<

When Bucky came out of the bathroom, Enders was sitting on the bed with a file in his hand, and he walked over to take a look and asked, "Volunteer file? Whose?"

Enders patted the empty seat beside him, and handed him the file after he sat up: "Steve."

"What!?" Bucky quickly flipped through the file in his hand, and the column that used to be stamped with F was now replaced by the stamp of A: "Steve has asthma! He's not fit to join the army, it will only hurt him!"

"This was passed by Dr. Erskine." Enders pulled the file out of his hand and put it on the table: "You may not know that the doctor met you and Steve a year ago, it seems to be at Howard's exhibition, He overheard your conversation."

Bucky didn't understand how the two things were connected, but listened silently as he continued.

"Steve's body is indeed not suitable for joining the army, but he has a heart full of justice, which is unmatched by many people. After that, the doctor paid attention to Steve for a period of time before he confirmed it. Regarding the 'Super Soldier Project ' The best candidate, he should be training with the newest batch of soldiers now."

"...too messy."

Enders knew he was worried about Steve, and comforted him, "You have to trust him, you know, Steve wants to join the army more than anyone else, and he'll get through it."

Bucky was silent for a moment, then sighed, "You're right, he wants to join the army more than anyone else."

Enders rubbed his still wet hair, "By the way, did the Colonel tell you that you were transferred to my subordinate?"

"Isn't it transferred to the Strategic Science Corps directly under the Special Operations Force? The name is really long."

"Well, I agree, but it is under my jurisdiction."

Enders turned off the light: "Go to sleep, you have to train with me tomorrow, good night, baby."

"Good night." Bucky complied and lay down.

Enders lays like this (:3[_____] for a while, then slithers toward Bucky, wrapping his bandaged arm around his waist.

"..." Bucky opened his eyes and looked at him: "What are you doing?"

Enders grinned and tucked the other arm under his neck: "Nothing."

"Are you going to sleep and do nothing else?"

"I'll just hug and do nothing else." Enders rubbed against his face: "Good night, I'm going to sleep."

Bucky lifted the arms around his waist, and put them on again in the next second: "..."

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the next day.

Bucky followed him to the basement level of the base.

"where are we going?"

Enders led him around a few corners and stopped in front of an electronic door. After pressing the code, he walked in and turned on the indoor lights: "My training room."

Incandescent lamps came on one after another, illuminating the dark space.

Bucky looked around, looking at this large training room, with all kinds of exercise equipment on the four sides, and several long tables filled with various types of firearms and weapons, while the center of the training room was empty. A large piece.

Enders walked up to the pile of weapons, picked and picked two wooden daggers, and threw one of them at Bucky: "In the next two months, I will give you special training in various abilities, Let’s start with melee attacks today.”

Bucky caught the dagger and adjusted to the feel: "But you have wounds on your body."

Enders raised his eyebrows: "Don't worry, it's not easy to hurt me."

Hearing this, Bucky hooked the dagger and twirled it around between his fingers, before attacking him violently.

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