Chapter 302 Section Answers

The dark-haired young man took a step forward, gently on the girl's lips, leaving a gentle kiss, and then took a step back, crossed the space and reached a completely empty place.

Under the Antarctic ice sheet, there is a hole of ice and snow left by a natural dark river of 3,500 meters.

In this dark ice and snow cave, Chen Yi lay quietly. What he was wearing was the silver-red armor, but the coverage of the armor was higher than any previous time, and the layers of armor overlapped, completely was completely isolated from the external environment.

Yes, gas exchange, heat exchange, missing waves, the signals of the portable computer, all of which are completely isolated. For this world, Chen Yi seemed to turn into a stone in an instant and melted into one with the surrounding ice and snow, and soon there was no trace left.

For Chen Yi himself, he also completely isolated himself from the whole plane, and even the plane of the sea of power fluctuations, in this moment. This isolation not only temporarily interrupts all the connections between him and the two planes, but also isolates all the signal interference between the two planes to him.

What he needs at this moment is an absolutely quiet environment that allows him to transform those gifts into a part of himself. After understanding the realm of the gods, Chen Yi has known that the continuous connection with the outside world can obtain powerful abilities, but for a god, it is far from enough.

Only by gradually perfecting his plane fragments and becoming another god can Chen Yi obtain the level of combat with it.

Chen Yi began a formal retreat. He had a lot of things to do. The plane fragments of the physical Yuanchu were close to completely disintegrating. It was only because of the gift from Odin that he maintained his form. The plane fragments of the other three super A-level capable people are also in the same state. Chen Yi needs to store everything in his flawless crystal ball before that.

In addition, there is a lot of combat experience of the four of them, as well as the coordinates of other plane fragments that they took a long time to collect, and...

The real closed plane.

Chen Yi, who received all the gifts from the beginning of the physical yuan, began to transform these precious and unattached things into part of his own strength step by step. This process may not take long, it may take longer, and Chen Yi is not sure.

But one thing is certain. At this time, if you can absorb a little more strength and make yourself stronger, you will increase your chances of winning.

When Chen Yi began to work hard, the people in the special service team also began to make final preparations. Physical Yuanchu provided them with some information, but this information is not enough for the special service team to find the weakness of this god. They can only provide a framework for the prop department with a general direction by learning from their experience and lessons in fighting with the physical Yuanchu; and more information needs the intelligence department. The support.

In the secret room of the intelligence department, the answer sat quietly cross-legged, with unsymmetrical blonde hair or the wide toad mirror, but there were some blurred blood stains on the face that seemed to be erased randomly, and the clothes on the body were also wrinkled everywhere.

Bang!

As if hit in the face by an invisible hammer, the answer will suddenly fall back and fly straight out more than three meters away! The fragile body hit the wall fiercely, making a crisp sound of bone fracture, as if it was hanging on the wall. After hanging for several seconds, it rolled down from the wall, fell on the ground, and rolled into a puddle of mud.

Blood flowed out of his mouth, nose, eyes and ears. On the ground, he fainted a dark red color; and the old blood stains on the ground melted into a ball, regardless of each other.

"Answer, you can't do this!" Two paramedics in white coats quickly came forward, quickly flattened the answer to the ground, skillfully threw aside the answer's clothes and sunglasses, held something with sharp metal hooks in their hands, and poked the chest and forehead of the answer. There were obvious depressions in both places, and the bone just now was broken. The sound comes from here. The skull and sternum of the answer, as well as the ribs around the sternum, have multiple fractures.

The metal hook easily punctured the skin, penetrated into the bone, and then spontaneously changed its shape and fixed it with the bone. A white coat put his hands together, holding this kind of dog with both hands, and deftly picked up a hook. The sunken and broken bones under the flesh and blood of the skin seemed to be not covered by the upper layer of flesh and blood, and quickly restored its original position.

The white coat's men are very flexible, but in just two or three minutes, all the bones have returned to their original position.

And the other white coat next to him was not idle. He took out a black sealed tube and mobilized his energy to inject it into a small chip above. He did not stop. It was not until the red light outside the sealed tube turned green that he was relieved and inserted the sealed tube into the note. In the shooting gun, it is a needle directly at the neck of the answer!

The answer trembled slightly, and the exhausted life seemed to be injected with new strength. The body's injury healed quickly, and the vitality returned to his body.

Even so, the injury of the answer was too heavy. It was not until nearly ten minutes later that the answer struggled to get up; he did not care about wearing clothes, so he sat cross-legged in the blood stains and gasped. After another ten minutes, he completely recovered and concentrated again, intending to continue to use his ability.

The two white coats looked at each other, and then the elder sighed helplessly and stopped him, "Answer, listen to my advice. You can't do this. Even if we can hold on, you can't hold on."

"I know my own business. How many potions do you have?" The answer continued to gasp for a while before asking.

"Chen Yi is not here now. All our potions can only be copied by his original energy seeds. We have cooperated with several departments, but now everyone is the same as you, so the manufacturing speed can't keep up with the consumption." The young white coat sighed helplessly, took out a black sealed tube, and continued to input energy into it: "I can make up to four pieces of my energy. The old white has been squeezed out, and I can't make any of them. But you, how many times can your power core last?"

These two white coats are not members of the special effects department, but serious members of the medical department, specializing in medical work. The medical department and the special effects department are generally part of the same family, but they have their own focus. The medical department is skilled in the treatment of physical injuries, but it is the work of the special effects department to study and explore the essence of power.

For the core of power, the origin of power and other related knowledge, the level of these two white coats is actually not as good as other people, so I have to ask the answer directly.

"Four times?" The answer did not answer the question of the white coat, but took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and then activated his ability again: "That's enough."

The two white coats also sighed helplessly. The ability to answer is absolute. As long as he can find the answer to his question, then the answer is absolutely true. That's why the code name of the answer is called the answer. But this does not mean that every time the answer starts his own ability, it is enough to find out the answer. More often, what he gets is only the heavy hammer from the void and the mental trauma.

Moreover, this kind of punishment intensity, which is like the fire of fate, increases with the difficulty of his questions. Although the Nuwa Tianque energy left by Chen Yi can still nourish the trauma of the mental body after adding value, how can the counterattack of fate be so easy?

The answer can already feel that he has been rejected by the fate of the whole world, or the world; perhaps there will be two or one more backfire, his own power will reach the limit, and there will be no way to use this ability. But at this moment, he launched his ability again without hesitation.

The black energy tube continues to fill, and the tools in the hands of the white coat are ready; according to the previous rules, the fastest one minute and the slowest three minutes, the answer will either be knocked off again, or he will get the answer he has been pursuing.

However, this time, the answer was silent, motionless, breathing was weak, and the heartbeat was slightly uncheckable. After a long wait, the two white coats couldn't help but be a little nervous. If the instrument in their hands does not show that the vital signs of the answer are stable, the two may suspect that the answer is dead.

More than half an hour later, the answer suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were empty and helpless. At that moment just now, he finally found the answer, but what he paid was the cost of the disappearance of his power core and the fragmentation of the power. Maybe it is impossible to launch your ability again for the rest of your life.

"How's it going?" The two white coats quickly came forward, injected the energy inside the seal into the body of the answer, and asked with concern.

The lips of the answer moved, and finally he smiled bitterly and said that he made himself, let the white coat, and even Professor Yu Liao waited for the answer for a long time. He exhausted all his strength to get the answer: "..."

The two white coats carried the answer to the ambulance** and sent it to the special effects department for further treatment. At the same time, they quickly recorded the answer and transmitted the consultation to Professor Liao in a way that was kept secret to the limit.

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