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"Hmm... I still feel like I can withstand ten punches, not much progress..." At the end of another day, I rubbed my shoulders that were about to fall apart and said to myself.

After being beaten for several months in a row, I have become accustomed to this kind of pain and soreness, just like drinking boiled water. According to the seniors in the third world, my tolerance for pain has reached their average level.

Already.

This is really amazing. You need to know which adventurers in the third world have not experienced decades or even hundreds of years. Every inch of their skin has endured scars that are unimaginable to ordinary people. Now I can actually do it in a few years.

It only takes a month to reach their standard. This speed can be applied for the Guinness World Record, if there is one in the Dark Continent.

It is a good thing that my tolerance for pain has increased. At least in the future, when I am seriously injured, the impact on my combat effectiveness will be reduced. However, the training these days has made me a little unhappy.

The progress of training has not changed at all for five or six days.

Although it was done step by step before, it was difficult to detect changes in a day or two, but after a kind of accumulation over time, you can gradually feel the small effects within five or six days. For example, five or six days ago.

Sister Sharna carried her back on her back, but today, all she needs to do is walk with Kaluejie's support.

When this progress reaches a certain level, that is, when I can walk back alive and unharmed, then it is time for Beansa to increase the strength of his fists or increase the number of consecutive attacks.

In the past few months, I have been abiding by such rules and tempering myself, but today, the rules have changed, and the progress has become more subtle, and may even have stopped.

Could it be that my recovery ability and ability to withstand blows have reached their limit?

No, probably not yet. Although I can’t put it into words clearly, it feels like I haven’t reached the limit of cosplay bear yet, and I can continue to improve.

I tilted my head and thought for a moment, then transformed into a cosplay bear again, unfolded the world barrier, and took a deep breath.

Suddenly, the entire crimson world seemed to have turned into a huge inner cavity of the body, opening and contracting like a beating heart. The energy of the air flow that can be seen with the naked eye, along with the expansion and contraction of this heart, is a steady stream.

Inhaled, it fills the entire inner cavity and slowly penetrates into the body. Suddenly, a steady stream of energy pours in, replenishing the consumed physical strength and quickly repairing the pain on the body.

This is the world's power level and can provide powerful recovery capabilities.

The energy that is sucked inside and fills the entire world and the body is also constantly decomposing and becoming part of the world. These energies are like pervasive particles, replenishing the loopholes in the world's barrier, making the barrier and the body stronger.

,solid.

This is the world power level and can provide strong resistance to strikes.

These two abilities, as they accumulate and deepen day by day, have become an instinct in the cosplay bear's world. Just like the breathing of the human body, it does not need to be controlled. As long as it appears, it will run automatically.

With these two abilities, today's cospaly bear is different from what it used to be. Originally, its predecessor, Hell Fighting Bear, was most proud of its extremely strong recovery ability. In Hell Fighting Bear, its recovery ability was already equal to

A strong man who has mastered the functions of a world-class realm.

After being promoted to a cosplay bear, this terrifying recovery ability has been inherited, and it has gone a step further. Now I have realized the recovery ability of the super level. It is equal to perversion and perversion. I no longer know what suitable words to find to describe it.

In short, I am now an extremely perverted ragdoll bear. Just looking at my recovery ability, I might have reached the level of world-devouring power. Of course, this is just my own feeling. No one knows what the world-devouring power looks like.

I don’t know, it’s very possible that this is just to feel good about myself.

"Senior brother, do you want to continue practicing?" Seeing me transform again, Beansa, who was planning to say goodbye and leave, turned around and tilted his head and asked.

Never!

I was shocked, fearing that Beansa would take action immediately, so I quickly canceled the transformation.

"It's okay, today's practice is over." I waved to Beansa and tried my best to face the sunset with a refreshing smile. What is this called? This is called pretending to be fat.

At this moment, a heartbreaking pain suddenly hit his whole body, as if the pain accumulated for three months burst out in one breath. The pain was tugging at every nerve in the body, completely exceeding what he had just felt.

At the limit of his proud endurance, his mouth opened involuntarily, but he could not make any sound. His head buzzed and exploded. The figure of Beansa in front of him continued to blur, shook violently, and finally turned around and turned upside down.

Eh...Eh?

In just a few seconds, consciousness was extinguished.

I don't know how long it took, but when I woke up again, I slowly opened my eyes, and what came into my sight was an unfamiliar ceiling.

As soon as you wake up, you start complaining. What kind of trouble is this?

What happened? I tried to sit up and understand the situation. My body had just had this impulse. The heart-breaking pain like biting nerves spread out from every cell in my body. It made me black-eyed and almost hurt again.

Fainted.

"Your Highness, are you awake?" At this time, Carole's soft voice came from the side. I didn't even dare to turn my head to look at her. I could only barely move my eyes and caught a glimpse of a blurry figure next to me.

Caroline was so attentive that after noticing my situation, she immediately took the initiative to bring her face closer to my line of sight.

"What's wrong with me?" Even though I could not even speak a word, I would feel a sharp pain in my head. But my eagerness to understand the situation still defeated the pain and made me speak out.

"Your Highness, don't talk. I will explain it to you slowly." The attentive Carol seemed to be aware of my physical condition. As she said this, she pulled the quilt for me and sat down on the edge of the bed. Her pair of purple

The beautiful eyes conveyed a quiet and gentle look. My anxious heart gradually calmed down, and my eyeballs nodded up and down, making Carole feel at ease.

"Your Highness is fine. It's just that the injury was too serious. The accumulated pain exploded all at once, and he suddenly collapsed. The pharmacist said that with your Highness's constitution, you can recover after ten or eight days of rest."

So that's it, I also vaguely felt that the load on my body these days was indeed too heavy. I originally thought about going back to the first world to recuperate after a while, but I didn't expect that the accumulated pain broke out early and hit me.

Caught off guard.

"It's okay. I'll get better after a while. I'll transform and I'll be back in a blink of an eye." Enduring the pain, I showed a reassuring smile to Caroline. She looked a little haggard. Could it be that I had been in a coma for several days?

Already?

"Absolutely not!" Unexpectedly, as soon as I finished speaking, Carole rejected my idea with a stern force, then sighed softly and explained in a soft voice.

"Your Highness, please listen to me. This is actually the problem. Your Highness' World Power form has a very strong recovery ability. Every time you rely on the recovery power after transformation, you need to take good care of your body. I'm right."

It was an obvious fact, and I made it clear with a wink.

"But His Highness has forgotten that you are different from most druids. Your body is only in the realm of pseudo-domain, and there is a huge gap between your body and the realm of world power after transformation. With the body of world power, your highness can bear such

The huge damage, which happens every day, has gradually begun to affect and erode the body. This kind of damage can no longer be repaired with the recovery power after transformation. Please don't force yourself too much, Your Highness."

Really? That’s it.

I blinked again, thoughtfully.

No wonder I always feel that recently, even after recovering from the cosplay bear form, after canceling the transformation, the body is always a little tired, even a rusty feeling. I originally thought this was just a side effect of being beaten, and even...

I was joking and thought it was because my pussy-shaking attribute had improved again, and I didn't feel comfortable without being beaten at all. Unexpectedly, it turned out that hidden diseases were accumulating. I was too careless.

"Now... what should I do?" I accepted the reality and reluctantly said.

"Just take a good rest."

"Can the priest's healing technique be used?"

"No, the healing technique speeds up the healing of injuries by activating life energy. It is not suitable for His Highness's current situation. The worst possibility is that His Highness's injuries will turn into chronic diseases. Your Highness, please do not think that you are an adventurer.

As long as the body is protected by the law and will not be destroyed, you can do whatever you want. Your Highness must have heard of many examples of adventurers becoming useless."

Caroline's eyes widened, looking angry.

Okay, okay, I understand, let's recuperate quietly, right?

No wonder Carolie just said that the person who came to treat me was a pharmacist, not a priest. It turned out to be this reason.

I have no choice but to be obedient. Anyway, this is not the first time I have encountered this situation. In the battle with the pain worm and the battle with the black dragon Elias in the elves, the injuries I suffered were more serious than now.

The time to recuperate is also longer, it’s only a few days, it’s nothing.

Having said that, in the battle with the pain worm, the slutty maid used the method of mending demons to speed up my recovery.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but glance at Carolie, and then immediately slapped myself in my heart.

Bah, bah, bah, look what I'm thinking. Do you want to stretch out your claws on the pure and innocent Caroline just to recover in a day or two? Doing this is really no different from the beastly Duke written by Princess Sanwu.

There is a difference.

Fortunately, Carolie didn't know about this. Even if the two sisters talked about everything, it was impossible for the dirty maid to tell me about the first time she gave me a magic remedy. Otherwise, I had just imagined it.

With just one glance, Carolie might have seen through her thoughts.

"Brother, are you awake?" At this moment, Sister Sharna's figure suddenly came, and immediately after, the door was pushed open, and a scent of herbal medicine immediately filled the room.

"Yes. Lady Sharna, Your Highness has just woken up." Kalue turned around and replied respectfully with her hands tied.

"That's good, come and help apply the medicine."

Apply medicine?

I tried my best to move my eyes, endured the pain, turned my head for a moment, and finally saw the figure of Sister Sharna.

On her fair and pretty face, there was clearly a touch of green, as if she had applied some ointment.

His hands were also green, and he was holding a large jar. The strong scent of medicine in the room came from there.

Could it be that the herbal medicine was made by Sister Sharna herself? When did she change her profession to be a pharmacist?

I was inexplicably surprised, and then suddenly realized.

For Amazon, the king of the jungle, this little knowledge of herbal medicine is not understandable, especially for Sister Sharna. A person walks alone, no matter what kind of situation he encounters, he has to deal with it by himself.

This is even more proficient.

However, does this mean that someone as powerful as Sister Sharna often puts herself into huge difficulties and injuries. Like me now, even the recovery power of an adventurer is of no help, and I must rely on herbal medicine to speed up my recovery?

Thinking of this, and thinking that my current injury may have long been accustomed to Sister Sharna, I felt a pain in my heart.
To be continued...