Suddenly everything went black.
His mind went blank for a moment, and when he opened his eyes again, Yang Zheng was already in his bedroom.
He put down all his bags and then closed the portal.
The room was dark because the curtains were drawn.
Yang Zheng immediately turned on the light and then quickly took off all his protective clothing.
At this moment, many parts of his body were burning with pain.
It is clear that those little people's firearms still possess considerable destructive power.
Although those tiny bullets, no bigger than grains of rice, do not cause fatal injuries when they penetrate one's flesh, they will cause a persistent, dull ache.
I checked the time; it was only 1:20 PM.
Six hours later, everything brought out of the small world will grow larger.
Including miniature bullets that hit oneself.
Therefore, his most urgent task is to remove the bullets from his body.
This process may be painful, but he has to do it for safety reasons.
He certainly didn't want to suddenly die six hours later!
"Tweezers, needles, and sharp little scissors, all of these need to be prepared..."
Holding the medical tools for removing bullets, Yang Zheng eagerly entered the bathroom.
There is a large floor-length mirror in the bathroom on the first floor.
Yang Zheng stood naked in front of the mirror, carefully examining the gunshot wounds on his body.
After some observation, it was discovered that his neck, cheeks, arms, and thighs were covered with dark red blood spots, which should be the places where he had been shot.
In addition to these areas, there are also seven or eight red dots on both sides of the waist.
The chest, back, and head—these vital areas—were the most heavily guarded, so no bullets penetrated them.
"Start with the cheeks!"
Leaning closer to the mirror, Yang Zheng carefully examined his left and right cheeks, noting three bloody cuts and four tiny red dots.
The injuries were all caused by shrapnel and bullets.
He took out a long needle for picking pimples, and slowly inserted it into the small red dot, gently prying open the surface skin. Instantly, a dark yellow bullet-like spike was revealed.
Then, gently poke the miniature bullet with the tip of a needle, and in an instant, the bullet that had pierced the cheek was removed as if picking a thorn.
The tiny bullets fell to the ground quickly, and because they were so small, they were almost impossible to find without careful observation.
After successfully removing the first bullet, he moved on to treat the second gunshot wound.
Soon, all four bullets and three shrapnel fragments in his cheek were removed.
Next, it's the neck.
Because his neck was unprotected, he was hit more than a dozen times by the enemy's heavy machine gun.
The only way to remove it is to slowly pick it out with a long needle.
It took Yang Zheng almost two hours to remove all the bullets from his body.
It must be said that this process was extremely painful.
Some bullets are embedded in the surface of the skin, which is the easiest to deal with. You can just use a needle to pick and squeeze them out.
However, some bullets penetrate deep under the skin and flesh, and even with a long needle, they cannot be removed for a long time, even when the skin and flesh are almost punctured.
Left with no other choice, Yang Zheng had to endure the pain and use sharp scissors to cut open the flesh and blood, finding the bullet hidden deep inside the bleeding wound.
After he finished treating all his gunshot wounds, he looked at himself in the mirror, covered in blood, looking just like a blood-soaked corpse from a horror movie.
"Damn, it's finally clean! Ouch, that hurts..."
"I need to quickly eat a strange fruit to heal my gunshot wound!"
Blood was gushing out from the many cuts on his body, and Yang Zheng gasped in pain.
Pick up a small glass bottle that's on the sink.
Inside was the fruit marrow that Yang Zheng had prepared long ago, which was the amount from a whole exotic fruit.
Tilt your head back and pour the thick, tasteless fruit pulp into your mouth.
Then he found a stool and sat quietly in the bathroom, waiting for the medicine to take effect.
He was covered in blood, and he couldn't go back to bed until his wounds healed. Even if he fell into a deep sleep due to the effects of the medication, he could only stay in the bathroom.
At worst, I can just take a shower after I wake up.
I'll have to take a shower eventually anyway.
Just like the first time they ate the strange fruit, only a few minutes later...
Yang Zheng felt a flame ignite in his lower abdomen, which then quickly spread throughout his body.
I don't know why.
He felt that the second time he swallowed the strange fruit, it was not painful at all, but rather warm and very comfortable.
Boiling blood is flowing faster.
At this moment, his entire body was covered in a dark red, as if he had been drinking alcohol, and it was burning hot.
Soon, a miraculous scene unfolded.
All the wounds on his body began to congeal, and then rapidly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The entire process took less than a minute, and all the wounds were completely healed.
While he was still conscious, Yang Zheng immediately picked up the showerhead and washed all the blood off his body.
Looking closely in the mirror, there were no wounds or red spots left on my body. There were only faint red marks.
If you don't look closely, you can't see it at all.
Upon seeing this, Yang Zheng couldn't help but marvel.
"The exotic fruit of this small world is truly amazing! No matter how severe the injury, as long as you don't die, it can heal you instantly!"
Of the eleven exotic fruits harvested from the small world, seven remain.
If such a rare and precious treasure were sold outside, it would probably be worth a fortune.
Even if a single one sells for billions, there will still be people vying for it.
This thing can not only strengthen the body, but also enhance the sensory abilities of ordinary people.
More importantly, having it is like having an extra life.
Those of the world's top billionaires would certainly spare no expense if they knew such a thing existed.
But Yang Zheng knew very well what was going on.
Although the exotic fruit was priceless, he dared not sell it, nor did he dare to reveal even a whisper of it.
Once this secret is leaked, it will only bring endless trouble upon myself.
At that time, it will surely bring about his own demise.
There are many people on Earth who would risk everything and break the law for a 300% profit, let alone a priceless exotic fruit.
Thinking of this, Yang Zheng secretly decided that unless his parents were on the verge of death, he would never take out the strange fruit again.
Before we knew it, another half hour had passed.
Huh?
What happened today?
Why is it that after I ate the strange fruit, so much time has passed, and apart from the wound being healed, my body hasn't experienced any abnormal reactions like last time?
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