Myth resurrection, I became the villain boss

Chapter 148

Chapter 148

During this period of time, Feng Mian endured the severe pain countless times and recited silently in his heart over and over again.

"Don't forget, you have to find the exit and leave."

"You are in sleep, you are in sleep, you are in sleep."

"Ginger Candy is still waiting for you at home."

"Find the exit of the rift, find the 'mirror', and smash it."

"This is a fragmented world."

"..."

He repeats it over and over, and he spends all his waking hours repeating it to himself in the back of his mind.

He didn't even dare to close his eyes and dare not sleep, he was afraid that when he woke up and opened his eyes, he would forget the memories he had finally recalled, forget who he was, and forget what he was going to do.

Absolutely not!

Even though every silent recitation would bring more pain than life, Feng Mian still gritted his teeth and endured, so that in the following days he was used to this kind of torture all the time.

He can even think normally under the blessing of these pains.

But at the same time, his memory is also gradually lost, and the memory that was preserved by his endurance is now declining day by day.

Feng Mian felt that he seemed to have forgotten something every day, so he had to recite those words engraved in his soul silently in his heart once again, to make sure that he did not forget the most important things.

Time waits for no one, the days pass day by day, it is imminent to find the exit, and it is not far from the [-]th, that is, the time when I am unlucky.

He has no extra time to waste. Just the day before yesterday, he went to the room where No. [-] was, and No. [-] was no longer in it.

Judging from the time, number six should have been taken to the laboratory by this time.

Feng Mian thought, as the few people who survived the church explosion, it must be because the physique of the three of them is very suitable for Xu Hua's experiment, including the other children here.

Blue Birds never keep waste, if they are useless, they will just find a place to dispose of the corpses just like Xiaoer and other experimental subjects who died in the church before.

There is no need to spend a lot of time building a shelter on the eighteenth floor to house them.

Feng Mian was lying on the bed, these few days he was almost immune to the side effects of that potion.

Sometimes when he wakes up with his eyes open, he will forget where he is and who he is for a few seconds, or what he said in the last second will forget what he said in the next second.

Except for the occasional loss of memory, such as headache, tinnitus and chest tightness, he has gradually gotten used to it.

In this series of unlucky things, the only good thing is that since the explosion, for some unknown reason, his ability seems to be slowly recovering.

This feeling is especially evident after waking up after taking a nap this morning.

For a long time, he felt that his strength had returned, and the sleeping flame in the depths of his body finally broke through the barrier firmly, revealing a small flame.

Feng Mian tried to spread his palms, and summoned a small cluster of flames.

Orange flames danced around his fingertips, but they couldn't condense into a larger wall of fire.

He tried countless times, but the most he could do was let the flames roll and grow into a small fireball. This seemed to be his current limit.

Just condensing this small fireball almost exhausted his physical strength and abilities.

He relaxed and lay on his back on the bed, panting heavily.

It's better than nothing, at least it's developing in a good direction now, and if it goes on like this, it won't be long before I can recover some strength.

I'm afraid that time waits for no one, I don't know if Jade Bird will keep her until then.

"squeak--"

The door was pushed open, and researchers in protective suits walked in with trays of needles and test tubes to draw blood once a week, which was called a "routine physical examination" for them.

Feng Mian had never seen any medical institution that would draw blood from healthy people for testing every week.

But people have to bow their heads under the eaves. Before they have found a surefire way, it is not appropriate to conflict with the blue bird. It is just a little blood, and it will be drawn.

He held out his hand and watched without a word as his blood was drawn into the test tube.

How Xu Hua experimented with the collected blood and the meat of the strange beast had already appeared in his mind. After all, he had seen it many times before.

The researcher walked out silently after drawing the blood, without even looking at himself, as if he was just an ordinary experimental equipment.

After a while, Feng Mian suddenly heard the sound of smashing things next door, and the sound of tables and chairs being pushed down.

He heard Ye Wucheng's suppressed voice: "Get out!"

Feng Mian walked out of the room, through the glass, he saw Ye Wucheng standing vigilantly in front of the bed, glaring angrily at the researcher who came to draw blood.

The researcher carefully protected the blood collected on his hand: "I advise you not to toast or eat fine wine."

Ye Wucheng clenched his fists, the veins on his forehead burst out, he looked a little nervous.

Feng Mian knew that his condition was very poor recently, his wounds had worsened, his abdomen had almost no pain at all, and he had lost many functions and senses.

He couldn't feel hunger, and he couldn't feel his own heart beating.

And he is very aggressive towards others now, and everyone seems to have hostility in his eyes.

The researcher gave an ultimatum: "If you are still unwilling to cooperate, don't blame me for being rude."

His other hand had already reached into his pocket, Feng Mian guessed that there must be some "props" in his pocket.

Ye Wucheng still gritted his teeth and stared at him, as if he wanted to fight him to the death.

Feng Mian walked in: "Isn't it okay not to draw blood today? Is it okay to do it next week?"

The researcher replied coldly: "The blood volume is not enough."

It seemed that he was not going to hide his purpose in front of them anymore. He had never heard of the blood volume requirement in the medical examination, and it was obvious that Qingniao felt that he and Ye Wucheng could no longer hide it.

Today's incident is just the beginning, and Jade Bird may take a tougher attitude next.

Feng Mian stretched out his hand: "Then take some of mine first."

Going against Jade Bird now will affect your plan.

During this period of time, while he was busy recovering his powers, he was trying to sense the exit of the gap, and he already had a clue. At least he could roughly feel two places where the energy fluctuations were abnormal.

One is Ye Wucheng, and the other is in the laboratory that Xu Hua often visits.

He didn't want to attack Ye Wucheng, so he could only wait and see what happened next time he was brought into the laboratory to find the exit.

But such a risk factor increases linearly. When he is brought in, that is, when he becomes a test subject, he has only one chance, and if he fails, he will die.

So he had to be prepared in advance, and he couldn't act rashly until the ability was restored.

The experimenter glanced at him, and then at Ye Wucheng who couldn't resist.

I had no choice but to take out the needle and draw another small bottle of blood that had been sealed for sleep.

Excessive blood loss made Feng Mian's face turn pale. He lowered his eyes, and his disgust towards the blue bird had reached its peak.

If there is a chance, I must blow up this broken place.

(End of this chapter)