"After a busy night, we prepared three large boxes of sandwiches. The boxes were stacked one meter high, with pizzas, a large pot of soup, and many noodles and salads that were packed in fast food boxes but were actually very fresh.
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"These things are steaming hot, smell good, and taste good, so when we delivered these things to the disaster relief site, the gang members were very happy."
"They rarely call us little bastards. God, I can't believe it. A gang boss praised us as geniuses. They were already ready to eat fast food..."
"If that's the case, why are there still conflicts?" Schiller asked with some confusion.
Tire sighed and said: "It's not us who are in conflict with the gangs, but the gang of old street residents who were rescued."
"When the house was about to collapse, many people felt the shaking and ran out early, or jumped directly from the building. These people were all slightly injured and had no problem moving or talking."
"When the gang members rushed to the disaster relief, they were still looking for their belongings in the ruins. At that time, the wind was heavy and rainy, and most of them ran out in their sleep. They had no clothes to protect them from the wind and rain, and some were scratched.
The wound is still bleeding."
"The gang members advised them to take shelter from the rain in the shed set up by the Wayne Group and bandage their wounds, but these people had to dig through the rubble to save their property."
Tire said with some helplessness: "Originally, after the completion of the second phase of the project, they should have moved there as soon as possible, but just because they packed up those things, it was delayed. Otherwise, there would be no one in those dangerous buildings."
"They were willing to clean up there themselves, and the gang members didn't bother to care about them. But later, the Wayne Group's construction vehicles were coming to collect the construction debris, and they insisted on stopping them, saying that the vehicles would crush their things..."
"Oh my God! Who can appreciate their rags? But they insist on staying there and won't leave. Of course, the gangsters will not tolerate them. The gangsters shot and wounded one of the leaders."
"Originally, in Gotham, with so many gangsters drawing guns, everyone should run out and find cover."
"But I don't know what's going on. These people seem to be crazy and dare to attack the gang. In fact, there are not many gang thugs living in the old street. Most of them are peripheral members of the gang, such as chefs.
, service providers and madams, these people never dare to compete with gangsters..."
"But last night, during the typhoon, they seemed to be crazy, especially the leader who was shot and injured by the gang. I know him. My mother likes to call him the consumptive ghost, because he is always pumping gas.
Keep coughing..."
"The gangsters spent a lot of effort to drive them out. After dawn, the gangsters were sitting there wanting to eat something, but the group of people came back again. This time, they wanted to snatch the food brought by the children.
of."
"The gang wanted to shoot them all, but the people from the Wayne Group refused to let them go. After all, these people are already residents of the second phase. It is understandable that the Wayne Group wants to ensure their safety."
"The gang members were guarding us with guns, but the consumptive ghost who was shot and had only half his life somehow managed to bypass the gang members and rushed towards me..."
"At that time, I was serving soup to the diners with a spoon, and he rushed up to me. I was shocked and hit him on the head with the spoon. Unexpectedly, he stretched out his mouth as if he was not afraid of pain.
You want to catch me..."
"I...I have never experienced this kind of thing..." Tire showed a frightened expression, and he said: "Since I was a child, all the work I have done has been arranged by my mother. I have never seen anyone rush into me in a vicious manner.
Come up, as if you want to eat me..."
"At that time, I was a little scared and didn't know how to hide. Jason pushed me away, but Jason's arm stretched out, and the consumptive ghost grabbed his arm directly..."
"The little girl with six fingers next to him pulled Jason back. Jason shook his arm hard. Although he shook off the consumptive ghost's hand, his nails had already penetrated into Jason's flesh and he couldn't shake it off.
At that time, three deep cuts were made..."
Tire was very upset and said: "It's all my fault. I should have sent him to the hospital earlier! But Jason said it was a minor injury and it would be fine with a bandage. We were busy at the time and were short of manpower. I think so.
He didn't have to go to the hospital..."
"However, after working hard in the morning, Jason's face turned frighteningly pale. A female doctor from Wayne's medical team checked his wound and said there was a possibility of infection. He applied some medicine and bandaged it.
After a while, I gave him two antipyretics..."
"We thought everything was fine, but after we came back, Jason said he was a little sleepy, so he went back to the house to sleep, but he still didn't come out. We asked the building manager to open the door, and we found that he had fallen asleep.
Still feeling hot all over."
Cobot sighed and continued: "At that time, we discovered that he had a fever and gave him two antipyretics. At first, the temperature dropped a little, but later it still didn't work."
"I called Bruce Wayne, but he was also very busy. It was said that some of the residents he rescued last night had a mental illness and attacked him. He is investigating what happened with the doctor.
"
Schiller squinted his eyes and looked at Jason's arm. The three scars were no longer bleeding, but they were very swollen, including his entire forearm.
Jason's face was very pale, but his lips were very red. It looked like he was congested due to excessive body temperature. Schiller tested the temperature on the side of his neck with the back of his hand and found that his body temperature was frighteningly high.
"You guys go out first, I need to check his wounds." Schiller turned to the two of them and said. After Cobot and Tire had gone out, Schiller grabbed Jason's wrist and asked Huiwu: "
Can you do a physical examination on him? This doesn't look like a normal wound."
Huiwu was silent for a moment, and then said: "It's a bit strange. I'm reorganizing his cells and cooling the body as a whole, but for some reason, mutations have been occurring near the wound where he was scratched."
"Mutation? What do you mean?"
"I can heal almost all wounds by changing the structure of human tissue. After all, the essence of a wound is that human tissue is destroyed. As long as it can be repaired, the wound will definitely grow back."
"My symbiotic factors can be converted into human cells to replace lost or necrotic cells. Theoretically, this small injury should be healed instantly, but while I am filling and repairing it, it is still getting worse...
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"What's the reason?" Schiller asked.
A series of doubtful emotions came from the gray mist. He said: "...It's hard to tell. I can only feel that there is a mysterious factor invading the wound. I am trying to peel it off... Very good, it can't be peeled off at all.
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Schiller heard Gray Fog sigh and say: "He is not my host. I don't have such strong control over his body. If some coercive measures are to be taken, he may lose an arm."
"Then let him lose an arm." Schiller said very firmly: "With the medicine for limb regeneration, sooner or later it will be able to grow back."
Gray fog seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then said: "I trapped this factor in the wound on his arm, and just cut off the arm with physical methods. I blocked his pain nerves, so he wouldn't feel anything.
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Schiller paused, then said: "...isn't there a gentler treatment?"
Hui Wu thought for a moment and said, "You can try letting the guy living in the umbrella eat this factor. He seems to eat everything."
"So, you don't want to eat because you are picky about food?" Schiller asked, turning back to take the umbrella. Huiwu snorted twice and said, "No, I can only eat things that can be converted into symbiont factors. If
If it cannot be transformed, it can only be spit out unchanged."
"In other words, you can't transform this mysterious factor?"
Hui Wu thought for a while and said: "It's not accurate to say that it is a factor. It doesn't really exist, so I can't eat anything. It's more like a... um... ethereal curse, so I let it
You try using that pitch-black guy, both of them are curses, maybe it will work?"
Schiller took the umbrella over and put the tip of the umbrella close to Jason's arm. Soon, a black mist wrapped around Jason's arm.
When the cursed spirit stayed on Jason's arm for a short while, it returned to Schiller's umbrella pole.
After the cursed soul left, Jason's arm did not change, but the next second, the gray mist began to repair, and the wound healed in an instant.
Gray fog said with some pride: "Look, I'll just say it's effective. This thing must be a curse, otherwise, he wouldn't eat it so deliciously!"
Schiller held the handle of the umbrella and felt the emotions coming from the cursed soul. He found that the emotions of the cursed soul seemed to become clearer this time, and he was indeed satisfied and excited.
"So you like to eat curses?" Schiller said with some surprise: "I thought you would like to eat things like souls..."
But at this time, the cursed soul actually had a thought, to the effect that "the soul is not delicious, but this curse is delicious."
Schiller was a little surprised again, because before this, the Cursed Soul had no ability to answer his questions.
This cursed soul was twinned with Constantine. First, like Constantine, it acquired natural magical abilities in its mother's womb, but then, it was killed by Constantine and became a ghost that could never fade away.
The cursed spirit later became Schiller's Umbrella Spirit.
However, this little guy is not as capable of growth as Gray Mist. After staying in the umbrella for so long, Schiller has tried to communicate with him, but every time he has failed.
The Cursed Soul can only convey very simple emotions, and it can only convey one emotion at a time. There is no way to judge whether it is right or wrong. But this time, Schiller clearly felt his two attitudes towards two things. This is a preliminary logic.
formative expression,
Now, Schiller has a feeling that it's not that the child is stupid, but that I haven't raised him well. He really doesn't know that the cursed soul must be cursed, and it seems that it must be the curse of the world in which he was born.
, it turns out that before, he was too hungry to think.
Schiller turned his attention from the Cursed Soul back to Jason. The wound on his arm had disappeared, and his complexion was much better. Schiller stretched out his hand, tested his body temperature, and found that his fever was gone.
Return.
The moment Schiller took his hand back, Jason suddenly jumped up from the bed, as if awakened by a nightmare. He gasped and looked around. When he saw Schiller, he let out a sigh of relief.
Schiller looked at Jason and asked, "Do you remember what happened?"
"I...I..." Jason closed his eyes hard, his voice still seemed a little weak, but then, he suddenly widened his eyes and said:
"Those residents...rescued residents...they are going crazy!! Stop them quickly!!!!"
