global planting

Three hours ago, Beilu Base.

Yu Huai cut off the call, and Leon put down the walkie-talkie, his face pale.

Behind him, by the wall of the laboratory, Xiang Qi leaned on a chair, carelessly wrapped the blood-stained bandages into a ball, and threw them into the trash can not far away.

The two shots that Yu Huai hit him before did indeed hit all of them, one on the left shoulder and one on the right arm.

It would be two days since he was injured, and the wound had stopped bleeding and started to heal gradually.

As a semi-mutated vegetative, apart from being able to grow tentacles, Xiang Qi's physical characteristics have also undergone some changes.

He has a very strong self-healing ability, just like a plant can quickly grow callus after being injured.

At the same time, his sensitivity to pain has also decreased a lot.

Therefore, the bandage has only been wrapped for two days, and he is already not very willing to continue to wrap it.

Putting on his coat casually, Xiang Qi got up, walked to Leon, and picked up the walkie-talkie he had put down.

Leon's thoughts were interrupted by Xiang Qi's movement, and his attention fell on him, frowning: "Your injury is not fully healed yet, why did you take off the bandage?"

"Trouble, as long as you can't die." Xiang Qi was careless.

"It's up to you." Leon had no choice but to take out a clean bandage and medicine from the medicine box and put them in front of Xiang Qi.

No matter how patient a doctor is, he can't deal with a patient who doesn't care about his body, and Leon is not a real doctor.

Xiang Qi didn't want to pick up those two things at first, and his body was already turned to the door of the laboratory, when he suddenly thought of something.

He doesn't need the medical effect of the bandage, but it seems that he can take advantage of other effects.

After thinking for a few seconds, Xiang Qi turned around and took the bandages and medicine, and even said "thank you" to Leon for the first time.

"I'm going out for two days."

Leon raised his hand and pressed his temple, his voice was a little tired: "Go to him?"

"Ah."

Xiang Qi was injured just two days ago. Although he recovered from dying to a seemingly normal state in just two days, it doesn't mean that he really fully recovered.

Leon had a headache, he hesitated to speak, and in the end he could only comfort himself, at least with Xiang Qi's current state, there should be no way to cause Yu Huai any trouble.

In the end, he just asked, "How are you going to get there? By car?"

It must be too late to drive. By the time he drives to Ramon City, it is estimated that Yu Huai and the others have already returned to Liming for several days.

Of course, Xiang Qi never thought of driving.

"Isn't there another spaceship?" Xiang Qi focused on the spaceship that Li Lin and the others drove down.

The spaceship is still parked outside the Beilu base, without receiving any instructions, and without the leadership of the captain, the three team members are like little chickens without a mother, waiting in place blankly.

They don't yet know what they're about to face.

……

At the same time, the outskirts of Ramon.

A tall man in the uniform of the Dawn Guard leaned against a Falcon, wiping a sharp silver knife on his cuff.

The blood on the knife surface was wiped away, adding a little scarlet to the silver light reflected by the knife.

The man lowered his head slightly, and on the back of his neck, a bruised wound was bleeding continuously.

He didn't try to wipe it off, like he didn't care at all about it.

"Sir, anyway, I think you should take care of your wound first."

In the backseat of the Falcon sits a middle-aged woman wearing a breathing mask and goggles, revealing only her signature curly tan hair.

She was not restrained by anything—the guns in the hands of these kidnappers were the best restraints, she sat very gracefully, and her voice was as calm as ever.

If Yu Huai was here, he would have recognized this woman immediately.

She is Mrs Coolidge.

"Do you think I still care about this?" The man raised his head and smiled at her. The smile was big, and the corners of his mouth almost reached behind his ears. He looked like a beast that had just escaped from a cage, excited and excited. Arrogant.

"I think you should care about this. Could it be that you have spent so much time doing these things and escaping to the ground in order to be infected by spores or other bacteria?"

The man snorted, put away the knife, and wiped away the blood on the back of his neck. Of course, this was in vain, as the blood was still trickling out from the wound.

"I didn't expect you to still care about others at this time, Mrs. Coolidge, I don't think you need to be hypocritical, so I want to believe that you really think so."

"I now kind of admit that you are indeed different from those people. I'm sorry to tie you down... But you also know that madness needs sacrifices, and you are our best candidate."

This man looks very young, only in his early twenties, but his current posture is like a beast that has been suppressed for many years, and every breath is extremely oppressive.

Under the breathing mask, Mrs. Coolidge reluctantly twitched the corners of her mouth: "Perhaps I should feel honored?"

The man didn't answer him yet, and the conversation between the two was interrupted.

"Elephant, it's been dealt with. The drone is flying to the southern restricted area with our chip." The person who came was also wearing the uniform of the guard, and the wound on the back of his neck was simply bandaged.

The elephant turned his attention away from Mrs. Coolidge: "Thank you, Eagle."

"Next, you will take care of this lady. Let's go meet the rescue team." The little elephant raised the hand that wiped the wound in front of him, stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick the blood on his thumb, and smiled maliciously .

"Who do you think will come, Mrs. Coolidge?"

Mrs. Coolidge closed her eyes slowly.

Hope it's not that kid.

……

"Captain, we are going to the outskirts of the city soon." Qiu Wenhai glanced at the map.

"Hmm." Yu Huai stared straight ahead, the inverted triangle cursor representing the target position had already left the city and flew to the southern restricted area at a very fast speed.

Suddenly, Yu Huai sensed something was wrong.

He tilted his head slightly, and in his peripheral vision, there was a strange reflection at the entrance of a street they had just passed.

The author says:

Put down the harsh words, five thousand more tomorrow!