The Riddler Get Out of Terra

Yes, even if it’s what the leader said, Miss Alina shouldn’t be like this, right? "

Little Bear pointed at Alina's regenerated hands and feet, becoming suspicious again!

"You silly kid, you still don't know what my Origin Stone skills are, do you?"

Qiao Lun smiled helplessly: "I just let the remaining life in Alina's body burn."

He pointed to the inexplicable gray hair on the back of Fawn's head, and moved the long flaxen hair aside so that Froststar and Alex could see:

"Although the effect was very good, allowing her to grow hands and feet that were beaten to a pulp, her lifespan was actually burned away for at least 20 years. In addition, even though her hands and feet are sound now, her body has actually been burned because of her vitality. It’s extremely fragile if you squeeze too much.”

As he spoke, Qiao Lun placed a little bit on Alina's little soles. The crystal-pink soles were without a trace of calluses and were as soft and sticky as good double-skinned custard. But as the red dragon moved, Pointing his finger, red blood spots quickly appeared.

Froststar, who had experienced many battles in the tundra, quickly judged Alina's distress on the sole of her foot:

Just because of a gentle touch, the newly formed foot's blood vessels ruptured and began to bleed internally!

This is no longer a question of whether she can live a good life. With such hands and feet, whether Alina can get out of bed is a question.

"So, you have to believe in science. How can there be any resurrection from the dead? It's just that the treatment effect is better."

Qiao Lun was stroking Alex's head to comfort him.

Chapter 1 Believe in Science

"Why does she..."

White Rabbit subconsciously stretched out his hand, and then immediately pulled back after a moment - Qiao Lun's touch would cause internal bleeding at the touched part of Alina, wouldn't it also lead to more tragic consequences if she touched it?

Alex grabbed the leader's hand and stared at Alina's regenerated feet, which had begun to appear bruises, and the purple-red soles did not even look like human objects:

"Chief, leader! She, she seems..."

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just normal."

Qiao Lun stretched out his hand and touched it again - the effect was immediate. Alina's petite toes trembled, and large drops of blood seeped out through the tender flesh of the soles of her feet. The deer was more fragile than paper. The body quickly returned to normal.

"That's why you kept using fluid to hold her back? Is it because you were afraid that a momentary bump would cause the flesh and blood to break again."

Shuangxing looked at Alina's hands and feet with a complex expression and the color of her face was completely different, thinking of the scene when Qiao Lun brought back Alina carefully when he was dealing with the five infected people.

She originally thought she was miserable enough, but now looking at the motionless deer lying on the bed, the frost star suddenly appeared strangely satisfied with the current situation.

But the White Rabbit quickly dispelled this trivial filth. She stared at Alina's brows frowning because of the bleeding from her feet, and asked Tartarus:

"Can she still live a normal life like this?"

"It's just because she hasn't supplemented her nutrition now. The organs produced by her body are of course extremely fragile, but as long as she wakes up and eats nutritious food, she will recover quickly."

Jolon replied.

"But the way she looks now...it doesn't look like she can wake up..."

Alex followed suit.

"This is just a self-protection mechanism." This time it was doctor Tata who replied:

"First, life and death were uncertain, and she almost escaped death. Then, her hands and feet were fragile and painful. The nerves in these hands and feet were also very fragile, but they were also very sensitive. If she woke up, just the pain would kill half of her life. "

"But it's not a big deal."

The leader Tartarus then replied:

"While she is asleep now, I will first use the Origin Stone technique to treat her, which can barely reduce the pain by [-]%. By then, she will be raising herself and will be able to get out of bed and move around soon."

"But whether you can regain your freedom after recovery depends on your fate - the initial purpose of treatment is to reattach the hands and feet to prevent excessive blood loss. Functionality is not the most important consideration."

Doctor Tata followed the analysis.

The chorus of the leader and the chief physician of the base quickly convinced Shuangxing and Alex. Although they seemed to be the same person, they didn't know why. When they saw the answers given by two people with different clothes and different voices, they just felt It is much safer than Qiao Lun giving the method alone...

Is this also the reason why Tartarus spawned a large number of clones involving different fields?

Frost Star unconsciously attached greater meaning to many of Qiao Lun's confusing behaviors.

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The White Rabbit and the Little Bear finally left - neither of them were proficient in medical skills. One was good at using Origin Stone skills to cure the victim once and for all, so that the victim would no longer be entangled in pain, and the other was still learning how to make the patient no longer have to worry about pain. Can it be cured?

Now that he knows his shortcomings, what purpose does staying here have besides disturbing Qiao Lun's treatment?

So One Rabbit and One Bear quickly left Mr. Qiao's cabin and went to the underground base for a vacation. In view of the two people's busy and tireless work on the mission, Qiao Lun generously extended their vacation for one day.

Offset it with his own contribution points.

——In addition to the fixed contribution value of the integration leader, Qiao Lun, who works part-time as a base internal doctor, teacher, orphanage director, agricultural director, and industrial director, will also receive additional monthly contribution points.

cannot be known between two

After the secret person left, Qiao Lun turned to look at Alina. Xiaolu's originally expressionless face was now showing a pitiful and sad smile...

"Look carefully, isn't my acting skill very good?"

As Jolon watched, "Alina" said to herself and opened her eyes. The deer's gentle maroon pupils were as sparkling as her hair, but deep in the pupils, the coquettish red light was undetectable.

"Already nearly [-]% of the cells in the body belong to uncooled blood. Even half of the brain is a creation of uncooled blood. In ten days and a half, with the metabolism of cells, I am afraid that this little deer will only have half of its brain and half left. Less than half of the internal organs, the rest are all my creations!”

Froststar and Alex felt that Alina's regenerated hands and feet were different in color from the rest of her body, but because they were new hands, they quickly solved their doubts themselves.

But in fact, if they observe more carefully, they will find that compared to Alina's remaining hands and feet, the newly born organs are actually exactly the same as Tartarus's own hands and feet in the same position!

——It is true that he did not erode a corpse with blood to make feathers, but the newly born species obviously may not be regarded as an independent creature...

Rather than erosion, it is better to say that part of me is driven into Alina's body, making her into another stake that can support the arrival of the virtual realm body at any time.

But what's the use?Even if I descend, I can directly construct a much more suitable descending body through the cold blood, without the dedication of a little deer...

Moreover, the God of Beauty factor, infinite self-healing, erosion of flesh and blood, possession of evil spirits... Why do I have an inexplicable sense of déjà vu? .

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Chapter 1 Believe in Science

[Open your eyes, Alina. 】

[Open your eyes, Alina! 】

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In the darkness, strange sounds sounded repeatedly, and the soul wrapped in death gradually woke up amidst the calls over and over again.

A strange sense of tolerance surrounded her, as if a thick and solid barrier was wrapped around the corners of her body, protecting her from suffering and sadness.

Alina wakes up.

The little deer was still immersed in the dying experience of coldness and dizziness. Even though there was nothing wrong with her body when she opened her eyes, she still couldn't help but tremble her muscles, move her hands and feet, and dig at the soft bed with her damaged nails. , trying to move with just a few fingers.

Then, she saw the unfamiliar rafters.

Elafia twisted her neck weakly and looked around. This was a wooden house common in the tundra. The wooden walls were painted with insect repellent paint mixed with several herbs. The solidified potion reflected the sunlight that entered the room through the window. It shines like raw wood paint.

This wooden house must not have been built recently. The insect repellent potion that was regularly applied all over the wooden house has dissipated the slightly pungent smell. With the polishing of time, the wood that makes up the walls exudes the fragrance of trees and grass.

The wooden house is not big, but it has a window that takes up one-third of the opposite wall. The dim sunlight in the afternoon shines into the room through the glass, and the lighting is so good that the wind blowing in from the open window has a shape.

There were orange curtains next to the bed. The cloth was fine and the stitching was dense. Alina looked at it twice with envy - the infected base she and Tallulah built did not have such beautiful and delicate cloth, and it was luxurious enough to use. To make curtains.

Of course, she and Tallulah's base didn't have such good glass, which was so clear and spotless that one could actually see the snow-capped scenery outside through it.

Therefore, even if there is cloth of the same grade as the curtains, Alina, the material distributor at the infected gathering place, will re-dye it and make it into less conspicuous clothes.

There is a desk under the window, and a small wooden bookshelf is placed beside the window, with some tomes with colorful covers scattered here and there. Alina judged from the Usasi language she learned from Tallulah, These tomes should be books about scenic spots, characters and customs.

Isn't the owner here an Ursus?He actually collected so many books about the customs and customs of Ursus.

Maybe he's a writer who travels to the tundra?Alina saw the "Collection of Ursus Myths from the Past Thousand Years" written in the colorful Ursus civilization on the spine of a brightly colored book.

The small bookshelf was very simple. It seemed to be made up of just a few leftover wooden boards. Although it was also brushed with some insect repellent oil, Alina could see the rough wooden texture from its uneven and reflective sides in the sun.

The desk looks better than the small bookshelf, but not by much - it is polished more carefully, the tabletop is quite smooth, and the insect-proof paint is also another color. It should be recolored using plants with common colors in the tundra.

The objects on the table cast mottled shadows in the sunlight. Alina straightened her slender neck and looked at them. She was disappointed to find that except for a Yanguo brush with a few quills stuck on it, only a few pictures were painted with large lines. paper.

Under the table is a chair stuffed into the cavity. It is made of the same ordinary material and painted with the same paint as the desk.

At her feet, in front of the left wall of the wooden house, was the only thing in the whole wooden house that could be called "

The "luxury" object stood there - it was a fireplace, but the wall of the fireplace was carved with nondescript patterns, which were tangled into artistic Usain script with the application of special pigments.

"Dedicated to the great you, the great me, the great ■■■, the great ■■■■■?"

Alina gently read out the meaning of the text composed of patterns, four sentences per line, but the main body of the next two sentences was scratched with sharp objects. Xiaolu could not guess what was written.

So...where is this place?Who saved me and brought me here?

Alina tried to hold herself up in confusion, but she lay down weakly again. Pain came from her right hand, and the slight collision of touching a real object caused the hand to lose strength.

Ha...Have I become like this? I can't even sit up?

Alina felt bitter in her heart.

Alas, there is only one hand left, no wonder...

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Alina suddenly froze, her gentle chestnut eyes so wide that they almost tore her eye sockets!

Plop, plop——!

Her heart was beating faster and faster, and the extremely intense beating even caused pain in her chest. But Xiaolu didn't care about the blood that rushed to her face. She slowly lowered her head and tried to move her right hand...

A shiny white catkin parted the quilt covering Alina's body and appeared in front of the deer's wide eyes.

It doesn't look like Alina's hand. The deer's hand has been doing farm work since he was a child. It has a thin layer of calluses. There are three or four thick and yellowing hands at the connection between the palm and the fingers. cocoon.

But the hand in front of her was so beautiful that she shouldn't have appeared in front of Alina. The knuckles were slender and the fingers were smooth. Every inch of the skin was as white and tender as if it had been smeared with expensive snowflake oil, with a healthy blood color.

The slender and cute fingers scratched in front of Alina, like five shiny white jade from the Yan Kingdom, greeting the incredulous little deer.

What's going on?My right hand is not...!

Alina tried to move her left leg again. The friction between her sensitive skin and the quilt fabric told her that a long leg that was as soft as her right hand was connected to her body.

boom--

Alina couldn't control herself and threw herself on the soft bed. Her little antlered head made deep marks on the pillow. The girl covered her eyes with one hand and wanted to laugh, but her covered eyes stopped. Tears flowed constantly.

I'm still alive, I still have arms and legs, I'm still alive, I still have arms and legs...

There were two sentences floating in Xiaolu's mind.

At this moment, she thought of Tallulah, of the infected gathering place they had gone through so much hard work to build, of the infected people they had led to survive in the past days, and of the many losses they had suffered in the past. The experience of finally being able to gain a firm foothold...

Great, I can continue walking with Tallulah, and our ideals can still burn on the tundra...

Alina cried silently with sour eyes. The little deer's lips were condensed into a ball, and she cried dirtyly. In a position where others could not see, she put down the gentleness and strength she showed to others, pitifully. Like a stray dog ​​shivering in the cold rain.

……

Exhale-inhale-inhale-inhale-

I need to cheer up!

Alina took big breaths to calm down the sobs caused by her cries of joy and sorrow. The deer's trembling breath was slow and gentle. She closed her eyes to relax for a while, then opened her eyes to sort out the information.

In the hidden position of Xinsheng's right hand, the translucent skin on the inner side of the wrist, which was originally as lush as a crescent moon, quietly tore, and a bright red eye quietly emerged, looking at Alina thoughtfully.

Chapter 1: Believe in Science (End)

Where is this place?Who is the person who saved me?How exactly did he or she heal my injury?

Alina's little head was full of doubts. She remembered quite clearly that the melon-faced man who stole the food exchanged and chopped off her hands and feet with several knives cut off her hands and toes in front of her. Chop it into a puddle of mud!

Anyone with a little common sense knows that this pool of mud can no longer be restored, and Alina will definitely lose a limb.

But right before her eyes, her hands grew back, white, tender and pretty, with delicate skin and flesh that could only be cultivated by being pampered in a boudoir, and her sensitive new legs were obviously treated in the same way...

What kind of technology is it?

Alina searched her memory and couldn't find any information. Suddenly, a legend of Ursus told by Tallulah came to her mind: