Dawn: "If you had anticipated the current situation, you shouldn't have gotten involved and wasted so many resources."
Over the years, because of the golden mecha, many additional strategic weapons have been refined. Since many games have been created, Dawn can travel through various games, and its computing power seems to have been greatly enhanced compared to the past.
"What are you talking about? As a manager, isn't it worth wasting resources to save me?"
Poxiao once again listened to Tu Yufan's unreasonable words and began to freeze again.
..............
"Wu Yan——"
Yang Hongji woke up from the hospital bed with a start. He remembered the monster fragments that had merged together. He felt disgusted and horrified. He saw Wu Yan being dragged in by these monsters.
"I shouldn't have been with him. It's all my fault." He was a little emotional: "You shouldn't have saved me, but I still had to save him!"
His only relative died, and his best friend was also missing.
Shan Chenqiu came over and said worriedly, "He was already dragged in. I could only save you first. Wu Yan's personal terminal has been found. He is probably in danger. Don't be too sad. It's not your fault. No one expected this to happen."
Yang Hongji's eyes were red: "Have you found his body?"
"No"
Shan Chenqiu thought to himself, how could he possibly find him? He was probably lying in the laboratory. If the experiment was successful, those senior generals whose mental power had degenerated or was damaged beyond repair might soon be able to recover to their original state by transplanting the mental power of others.
It's rare to meet an ordinary person with such superior physical skills and mental strength. I heard that both his father and mother are deceased. The federation has already noticed him and they want to take him to the laboratory.
Yang Hongji murmured, "Maybe he's not dead, there's still hope?"
Shan Chenqiu said: "We have already sent people to look for it. If we have any news, we will tell you."
.......
It was unknown how long he walked, but until he was dragged onto the operating table, Tu Yufan felt a flat surface behind him. The dazzling sunlight shone into Tu Yufan's eyes.
A deep voice sounded: "Is it his mental power that has reached the Ps level?"
"Yes, I heard that he is not even 20 years old."
"No wonder you're still awake, how's your taijutsu?"
"I don't know, but the most recent exam in my sophomore year showed that I was at level three in taijutsu."
"He's still normal. Bring the anesthetic injection needle over first and make him fall asleep."
The man picked up the injection needle. Tu Yufan's expression remained unchanged. However, when he saw Tu Yufan's indifferent look, a strange look flashed in his eyes.
He did not stop his action. The needle pierced Tu Yufan's arm. The man felt a resistance and pushed hard. He finally saw the needle bend.
The assistant exclaimed: "This guy can't even get a needle in, it's too much!"
"It seems that the physical skills are not just at level three." The man remembered something and suddenly his eyes widened: "No!"
A rumbling sound was heard not far away, and even the laboratory could be heard vibrating. Soon, the entire experimental area was dark.
The man's face darkened: "The power is out, send someone to repair it quickly."
Dawn: ".....When did you carry the micro-bomb with you? Aren't you afraid of being blown to death?"
This kind of miniature bomb is very precise, less than two millimeters in size, and involves energy fusion. It requires strong mental tentacles to activate, and if you are not careful, it is easy to explode and hurt yourself. Looking at the explosions over there, I don't know how many tunnels have been lost, and the mental control is even more demanding.
"It's OK. Control is not difficult."
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