Wild grow

It is a wonderful experience to hold a dying person in your arms—

It can be felt that his breath sweeping between his neck and neck became weaker and weaker; his heartbeat attached to his chest became weaker and weaker; his body was slowly sinking, and finally the weight he pressed down had exceeded his weight Age and skinny looks can have...

Warm blood slipped from Fushen's forehead, he took a staggering step back and finally stood still without cutting a piece with Enoch in his arms, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Xiaopang roared in horror from behind, he seemed to be telling Fushen to retreat, let him let go of Enoch, and run away quickly...

However, all these became undoubted and fragmented words in Fushen's ears. He lowered his head and looked at the child in his arms who had his eyes tightly closed and was twitching slightly because of the pain——

It's hard to imagine, in the first second, he was still complaining in his heart that he was like a stumbling block or a dragging oil bottle; in the next second, he saved his life——

And it's a life-for-life approach.

"Brother, run away..." The child in his arms reminded in a weak voice, his little hand firmly grasped Fushen's sleeve, and stained the blood, "Let go of me, run away, don't worry, I don't hurt... ..."

Fushen no longer knew that this was the number of people who told him to "run away" today, but this time, it was obvious that he, who never listened to other people's opinions, would still not follow suit... as if he didn't feel that the other party The blood pouring out of his chest almost completely soaked his shirt, and he stretched out his hand to touch the cold face of the child in his arms due to excessive blood loss. The boy's voice was a little low and hoarse: "Do this again next time." Before doing anything, you must ask clearly... If I am not your brother, wouldn't it be a big loss?"

After the young man finished speaking, he didn't wait for Enoch's answer, and then, in the chaotic situation before him, he made a shocking move: he firmly held the gun that had penetrated Enoch's body , after a short pause, pulled it out of his body——

Enoch let out a low groan because of the pain, and as the spear was pulled out, some blood splashed from the wound...

Fushen carefully put Enoch aside, and then he took down the silver bow and arrow from behind - no one thought of what he was going to do until he used the throwing weapon of No. [-] test subject as an arrow. On the string, Xiaopang took a deep breath, stared at Fushen with wide eyes as if he was looking at some madman——

That light and slender bow doesn't seem to be able to shoot throwing weapons well at all!

At this moment, a gust of cold wind blew from nowhere, and the boy's blood-stained shirt made rustling noises in the wind. With his eyes focused, he aimed the tip of the legendary holy gun at the No. [-] test subject not far away. , his fingertips turned slightly white due to exerting force—he pulled the string, and pulled the seemingly fragile silver bow and arrow to the full string that was almost broken. In the cold wind, the three silver feathers on the top of the bow and arrow seemed to be shaking Buzz!

When Number Six saw the boy's movement, he stopped approaching. It stood in place and let out a deep nasal sound that was almost inaudible.

Whoosh!

Under the unbelievable eyes of the companions behind him, the heavy spear shot out quickly with a speed and strength not inferior to that of ordinary arrows, and finally, it pierced the No. [-] test subject's chest fiercely with an irresistible force!

Just like it once pierced Enoch's chest, it pierced its owner's chest!

Fushen lowered his hand, breathing deeply, the hand holding the longbow trembled uncontrollably... blood dripped down the pulp of the finger he was holding the bow——

"Humph!"

Test subject No. [-] frowned slightly, looked down at Gunnell on his chest, held the handle with one hand, and gently pulled it out - when the bright red blood splashed, the radiating The weapon with a faint halo disappeared, it turned into countless golden particles and disappeared into the air...

"You are not a successful perfect body, number six." The young man standing in the wind said lightly, "Leaving the petri dish early has caused your body to have defects, which cannot be made up for no matter how much you carry out self-improvement evolution—— "

The positioning of the perfect experimental body is an artificial god, a perfect weapon, and an invulnerable and powerful existence.

No. [-] is not, it is just a semi-finished product that is close to perfection.

In any case, a semi-finished product is always a semi-finished product.

After hanging the bow, God Fu stuffed his hands into his pockets. He looked at No. [-] not far away, and calmly met those red pupils. He muttered in a crying voice: "It's fine if you shoot him with a gun, and you still have to provoke him... God Le Fu, are you sick! It's over, it's over, it's over..."

Fushen didn't look back, he just stood there as if he was sure that No. [-] would not go any further.

Soon, it turned out that he guessed right—the test subject raised his hand and seemed to wipe his chest casually, and the wound disappeared after a faint halo, but after this action, it did not appear to attack again, but After taking a deep look at the young man not far away, he opened the double feathers hidden behind him, flapped twice, then turned and left.

Until the tall figure completely disappeared from the field of vision——

The sound of the propellers of a human-piloted helicopter can be heard all around.

It may be that several explosions in the building caught the attention of the troops left outside, and now the search sent by the military department is likely to launch a new search——

This is what Fushen was waiting for.

He didn't think he was capable of confronting Experimental No. [-] head-on. He was just betting that Experimental No. [-] was unwilling to be exposed to the firepower of the human army with an "incomplete" posture.

All the efforts he had made before were to delay time, but at this moment he finally waited for this moment——

"..."

The sound of propellers and human loudspeaker commands sounded far away. After No. [-] left, the indifference on the face of the boy who was standing in the same place with a heroic posture was quickly crushed by anxiety. He let out a long breath as if he was about to release the With the depression and fear in his heart, his back that had been forced to straighten before was relaxed, and his shirt was quickly soaked in cold sweat. He turned his head and glanced at Xiaopang who was about to pee in fear behind him: "What are you looking at, I'm leaving, come and help , Enoch is not dead yet!"

"Oh, yes!" Xiaopang hurriedly trotted all the way to Enoch's side, "Brother, brother, wake up, hold on, Lao Mei's army is about to come in, we will find an official for you -"

"Look for a fart! This injury will be hard when it is transported to the hospital!" Fushen commanded Xiaopang to pick up Enoch who was lying on the ground and his consciousness had gradually blurred and fell into a coma. I came out to deal with this difficult and miscellaneous disease, come with me!"

Having said that, God Fu has already taken a step, and turned back towards the ruins they just escaped from——

As soon as Xiaopang heard that he wanted to go back, he suddenly had one head and two big ones. At this time, the weaker and weaker life breath of the child in his arms obviously did not allow him to question the order of God Fu. After swearing, he had no choice but to Holding on to Enoch, he followed up with the boy who was already running ahead——

……

About 5 minutes later, in a huge and cold mechanical control room.

Fatty held Enoch in his arms, and stood in front of a mechanical tank instrument that was similar to a horizontal petri dish and was shining with light blue light: "... grass mud horse, I have seen this thing! It is in the movie! Female The protagonist lay in it and broke his abdomen and gave birth to a small alien!"

Fu Shen was taken aback when he heard the words, as if he didn't understand a word of what Xiaopang was saying... He glanced at the excited Fatty Middle Two with weird eyes, then stood on tiptoe and seemed to be struggling to move the The cover above the mechanical slot was pushed away, and then Fatty put Enoch into it, put on a breathing mask for him, and put the cover back on. The whole operation was done skillfully and in one go.

It's like he's used it countless times before.

The treatment instrument seemed to have sensed the child who was put into the instrument, the blue light was a little brighter than before, and the red scanning light started from Enoch's head and swept across his whole body...

Just in the first few seconds, a thin layer of water mist appeared on the still breathing mask——

This shows that the child in the treatment machine has resumed normal breathing, and the abdomen, which was barely moving before, has also begun to have subtle ups and downs that are almost imperceptible...

Although his face was still pale and ugly.

"That's it. This treatment device can repair wounds caused by any circumstances in the form of cell repair and reconstruction, even ordinary virus infections..." Fushen pushed the control panel away, lowered his head and pressed a few times skillfully. key, while not shaking his head, "As long as the power supply is sufficient--"

"Does the red light on the power part mean that the power supply is sufficient?"

"..."

Fushen jumped down from the control panel, walked around the other side of the treatment equipment in three or two steps, pushed away the fat man who was squatting in front of the treatment equipment, and found out that this year is really bad for him: what you want is nothing, what you are afraid of will come !

Xiaopang took a look at his face as black as a pot: "It seems that the answer is not very optimistic."

Fu Shen: "It seems that the previous fire and the news of the war with No. [-] have caused a certain loss to the infrastructure of this research institute..."

Fatty: "What the hell do we do? Hey God, did that Chu Mobai tell you...there might be a backup power supply here?"

What Xiaopang answered was a moment of silence.

Xiaopang looked at Fushen, and then felt that the latter glanced at him with that slightly disturbing look, and then raised his head silently.

Fatty followed him and raised his head.

Following Fushen's line of sight, he saw a huge metal tank on top of their heads. Xiaopang stared at the huge thing that looked like a steel monster, and first cursed in his heart, then pretended to be calm: "That's what?"

"You said, backup power supply." Fushen's expression became a little subtle, "But it's not for here."

"Where is that for?"

"...down there, the bottom, the real bottom, there's a... you could call it a freezer."

"what?"

"Both lines are connected to the main power supply. If the line leading to the freezer is cut off, the last bit of power from the main power supply will be shunted to the treatment device—although it is not much, it is enough to save Nuoche."

"Then why don't you cut it quickly?!"

Xiaopang glanced at the instruments behind them, and the blue light that was originally full was so dim that it almost disappeared!

"...But there are other things in the freezer." Fushen showed a hesitant expression for the first time, "Do you still remember that I told the U.S. military immediately after I let you out before that they must immediately start a certain plan of theirs?... Right now The current situation is that although the electrical transportation of the entire research institute may not be enough to support the normal operation of the cold storage until the time they are scheduled to launch, but if the power supply is immediately cut off and the refrigeration is stopped—”

"Where the hell do you get so many ifs! What can be more important than your brother?!"

Fu Shen didn't seem to hear Xiaopang's roar in his ear, but he just took a deep breath, looked away, and asked expressionlessly: "Little Fatty, have you ever done a moral and ethical question before? It's about a normal train track." There are nine children playing, and there is a child playing on another abandoned track, and if you are the driver of an oncoming train, you can choose to change lanes on the abandoned track—"

"Change! Don't care if you follow the rules or not, it's one to nine!" Xiaopang asked impatiently, "Why are you asking this at this time?"

Fushen turned around, glanced at the child in the treatment equipment behind him, paused and asked, "If you knew that even if you changed lanes, there would be another train behind you that would run over the normal railroad tracks without hesitation?" ?”

"..." Xiaopang was dumbfounded, "Aren't those nine children going to die anyway?"

Fushen gave him a meaningful look, then nodded, "Yes."

"Then choose a fart, if you can live one is one!" Xiaopang said, "Then save that one... huh?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the young man around him reach out and pull out the last arrow left in the arrow case behind him. Then he took a deep breath, put the arrow on the bow, and aimed at the power circuit box above their heads. ——

"Hey, you're not—"

During Xiaopang's words, the arrow in the boy's hand had already left the string.

The arrow flew towards the intricate network of wires, and probably shot through one or several of them. Sparks and white electric lights visible to the naked eye flickered. Xiaopang subconsciously covered his ears and turned around to find a cover. He squatted down, and the next second he Hearing a loud "bang" from the top of his head, and the flames splashing everywhere, he saw from the corner of his eye that the healing equipment that had almost stopped functioning was filled with blue light again, even stronger than before——

He showed a joyful expression, and turned his head to look at the strangely silent young man beside him: "This way your brother will be saved!!! My day, thank you for the advancement of modern science and technology! Long live scientists!"

"..."

The boy didn't answer. He stared at the child in the treatment device whose complexion was gradually improving, and silently stuffed his hands into the pockets of his clothes... Before the little fat man beside him had time to find out that something was wrong with him, he covered up his uncontrollable trembling hands.

Another 10 minutes later.

Enoch's eyelids trembled slightly in the healing device, showing that his physical condition had been restored.Fu Shen muttered "Okay" and carefully pushed away the cover on the instrument, while Xiao Pang stretched out his hand to grab the child, trying to get him on his back and move it away quickly——

The two of them had just settled the child on the fat man's back with all their might, at this moment, under their feet, the ground shook unnaturally...

Volume Three: Seven Days Talk