Su Huan, He Jie: "???"
Xiaoba peeling an apple: "..."
Liang Kuan seed used to it, turned his head and let out a slight sigh.
Lin Xia took the needle, taking a deep breath.
The needle went in.
"Wrong position!"
Stab again!
"This position will cause the needle to roll!"
Stab it again!
"This ti barely okay, the needle should be decisive!"
Su Huan for the first ti heard the little maid speak so decisively, even though her voice was still soft, it carried a bit of elder authority and sharpness.
Really makes one want to retort.
Liang Kuan’s hand, which was poked until it resembled a pig’s trotter, remained silent.
Xiaoba watched with great interest, taking a bite of the apple in his hand.
He Jie looked at Su Huan with a disdainful look of "this is the miracle doctor you were talking about".
Everyone felt differently in their hearts, and their expressions were subtly varied.
The divergence of human’s sorrow and joy was vividly manifested at this mont.
"Brother Su"
It was Yu Yue who first looked up to greet Su Huan.
Su Huan nodded, looked at Liang Kuan on the bed, and gave a light smile, neither exaggerated nor indifferent.
"How are you doing?"
That day when everyone found Liang Kuan, he was covered in wounds, squatting in a corner, and the shattered Slaughterers were scattered everywhere.
The broken walls, the shattered door fra, the ripped tables and chairs, and the man-shaped dent in the tal filing cabinet all spoke to the brutality of the battle.
Even He Jie was stunned by this guy’s instant ferocity.
After seeing the traces, he said one word, "Fierce".
Liang Kuan indeed deserves the word "fierce", as he is the only one in the entire train who advanced his main skill to Level 3 without absorbing several Pan-energy Crystals, showcasing the "Combat Factor" vividly.
His combat isn’t as efficient as Su Huan’s, nor is it as effortless as Xiaoba’s.
He could only fight blow by blow, perceiving his abilities between life and death.
Even when Su Huan escorted him, he fought to his limits.
If He Jie wasn’t provided with handy hot weapons, he would be torn apart by Liang Kuan in one encounter.
Even though he is also a defender.
But fundantally different from soone like Liang Kuan, who puts all skills into close combat.
His enhancent of strength and speed has one purpose: to handle heavier guns and achieve higher control precision.
Whereas Liang Kuan’s muscles all serve one task, to unleash more ferocious power, more robust speed, more outstanding skills, to blast the opponent’s skull in one blow!
Both are about killing the enemy, but the ways of utilizing the body diverge completely.
This is the charm of evolution.
Everyone has a path, a unique path of their own.
Liang Kuan smiled, "The power from this evolution back-fed to repair my body, should be fine in a couple of days, by the way, I now have a new Level 1 skill called "Pain Dulling".
Su Huan raised an eyebrow in surprise, he rembered using this skill as an example earlier.
Didn’t expect to awaken one so soon.
"The primary effect of this skill should be to increase your physical defense, right?"
"Yes, I initially thought it was to reduce pain, but I found that this skill seems to make my skin tougher, just not sure ...".
Liang Kuan frowned, "I already have three skills, not sure if they can form a decent profession."
Su Huan pinched his chin, serious, "Don’t worry, your body understands you best, skills awakened through combat are generally not bad, this skill is a common one for defenders, basically a good match."
"What kind of profession can I form?"
Liang Kuan’s eyes sparkled with brilliance.
Su Huan looked at the bandages on his body with a weird look, "I suggest you wait till you’re healed, your current body might not hold up."
Liang Kuan on the bed thought of the scene when Su Huan advanced, a hint of unease flashed in his eyes.
Will he also have to pull a stunt with a bomb for himself?
But thinking of his daughter drifting alone in the north, a hint of fierceness flashed in Liang Kuan’s eyes again.
Even if there’s a barrel of oil, he’d take it!
Seeing Liang Kuan was fine, Su Huan turned his gaze to Xiaoba, "Today I need to go to the logistics center, you haven’t been out for a while, wanna go for a walk?"
The young man’s black and white eyes showed so excitent, "Sure!"
...
Workers climbed onto the trucks, a convoy of over a dozen vehicles grandly heading to the logistics center.
Most things that could be moved were already moved, but the logistics center’s supplies were too much, with various daily necessities asured by the ton, Su Huan couldn’t possibly move it all onto the train.
And what he regarded as the most important were the over eight hundred zombie corpses.
Even though massive damage was done to the corpse horde prior, there was no ti to extract Pan-energy Crystals in a rush to escape.
This ti with a chance to clear the battlefield, naturally needed a ruthless accumulation.
But there weren’t many collectors on the train.
By the ti Su Huan and the others entered, the logistics center had transford from a terrifying corpse nest into a bloody at slaughterhouse.
Various zombies sorted by level and type neatly arranged, Wan Xing, the building lady, Miao Qi all collecting Pan-energy Crystals among them.
Also, two newly appointed collectors, one was a middle-aged man sohow talked into joining the team by Jiang Rong.
One was Professor Ma’s student.
The Pan-energy Crystals collected by Miao Qi and the middle-aged man belonged to their own team, whether they were ordinary or Tier One Pan-energy Crystals, considered as extra rewards for the battle.
The rest were naturally distributed by Su Huan.
Xiaoba ca in to greet Wan Xing first, then moved around in his electric wheelchair, evidently never having had a chance to see so many fresh things before.
Su Huan approached the largest pile of corpses, where Wan Xing sat.
Seeing him, he suddenly asked, "By the way, after advancing to Tier One Evolver, will Xiaoba’s legs get better?"
Su Huan looked at Xiaoba sitting in the electric wheelchair, a look of recollection clouded his eyes, but he couldn’t suppress the peculiar smiling at his mouth.
Ever since he knew Master Eight, he’d been sitting in this wheelchair.
Once he asked this question.
Master Eight very frankly told him, his legs had been fine for a long ti.
The reason for being in a wheelchair was partly due to habit, it was convenient not walking on his own, also when suddenly standing up from a wheelchair, it would surprise the opponent greatly.
To this day, he rembers that young man’s bright eyes, brows radiant.
But what tier exactly, it got better, he didn’t know.
"It will be fine, don’t worry, by then he’ll surprise us."
At this mont, Wang He ca over with a cautious and fawning look, "Boss Su, we’ve organized the goods at the logistics center, what should we do with them?"
"Categorized and stored them?"
"All done."
"Then let them be, seal the door when we leave later."
Upon hearing this, several people around raised their heads in amazent.
Su Huan touched his handso face, suspicious, "Why are you all looking at like this?"
Wan Xing’s expression returned to calm, but there was still a hint of oddness in his tone, "I thought you would burn it all."
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