In an inconspicuous storage room on the fourth floor, Bailang found Kotaro, who had been put on a special restraint suit for mentally ill patients and his mouth was blocked by a mask. He was twisting and struggling, mumbling for help.
When he was rescued, the young man was extremely mentally unstable. His face was pale, his pupils were trembling, and his breathing was rapid... After being exposed to the restraint uniform, a large hole was dug out in the middle of his chest, and a beating heart was transplanted.
sarcoma.
Before Bailang arrived, he had been hastily transformed and imprisoned in this small, closed space, allowing the tumors in his chest to squirm and expand, swallowing the power of hell to transform his body and undergo some kind of evil distortion.
ceremony.
The severe physical pain and mental fear almost caused him to collapse.
At this time, Bailang started first aid. He first lifted the wrench and slapped the boy in the face, using physical stimulation to relieve the mental pressure and save him from the edge of mental collapse.
When the curse took effect, Bai Lang raised the screwdriver again, put the cross-cone head against the wound, inserted it into the sarcoma on Gangtaro's chest, and began to inject plasma mixed with vodka and 502.
He first provided analgesia for Gangtaro, but instead of general anesthesia, he retained his sanity and was able to talk. Then, Bailang planned to make the sarcoma drunk, and then use strong glue to temporarily fill and solidify the 'parasite', making it unable to function normally.
Work.
Time is precious at the moment, and he has no time to perform precise surgery on Gangtaro. If left unchecked, the sarcoma will soon expand all over the body and complete malignant lesions. If he kills this thing directly, the sarcoma's tentacles have already connected to his heart, and it is very likely to be a crisis.
life.
Therefore, 'vodka 502' was used to temporarily seal the activity of the sarcoma, and a piece of 'colloidal amber' was made from the inside out. It would not be too late to perform removal surgery on Kotaro after leaving the hospital.
"Why did you appear on the fourth floor?"
During the on-site first aid, Bailang wiped the boy's sweat with a rag and wiped his face even dirtier. Then he lit a cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth. He also took the time to feed him a bottle of 'King Carp Oral Liquid' to supplement his nutrition.
Kotaro quickly calmed down. Sweat still broke out on his forehead, but his spirit became relaxed and relaxed. He began to smoke and smoke. His eyes flashed with an evil green light. As expected, the sarcoma on his chest stopped beating.
As he expected, the 'evil energy' had a suppressive effect on the sarcoma. Especially within the radiation range of the totem, it directly cut off the connection between the sarcoma and the hospital.
His judgment was correct and the operation was clean and extremely successful.
"This is the fourth floor! Am I not on the first floor?" Kotaro was surprised and asked in confusion.
Bailang asked: "What happened to you? How long have you been detained? Do you remember?"
"I? Can't remember clearly. I only remember that after breaking into the first floor, I followed the Sinking Demon and sprinted all the way. Then I hid in the dark and wanted to explore the path. In the end, I was grabbed by a hand that appeared behind me and dragged into the room.
, I can’t remember clearly after that. I only know that my neck hurt and I couldn’t concentrate anymore. When I woke up, I was trapped in this storage room, and my whole body ached, as if there was an octopus inside me.
Drilling. Also, the intercom is always there and turned on..."
Bailang guessed that this guy was out of the protection of the totem, so he would be caught, so he asked no more: "Can you still leave? Should I arrange for the monster to send you out, or should you go forward with us?"
"I am following the team and I am full of strength at the moment!"
The frightened Kontaro didn't dare to be alone again. As the effect of 'King Magikarp Oral Liquid' took effect, green blood vessels appeared under his skin, as if he had drank blue Red Bull. He gradually became excited, blocked the pain, and held on to the wall.
He stood up by himself.
Although Bai Lang looked down upon him in various ways, he had to admit that he was a young man who could endure hardships and was ambitious, but had no vision, no structure, and no measure. He was strong enough in this aspect, and he dared to fight and fight hard.
It's also worthy of admiration.
"Come with us, there are only five floors here, it will be over soon."
When rescuing Kotaro, the team had already found the steps leading to the top floor. At this time, more than 40 of the monsters under his command were still alive. Coupled with the increasingly proficient 'Totem Battlefield Mode', it was enough to last until the decisive battle. This battle was really unexpected.
easy.
…
After entering the top floor, the difficulty increased again, but the Central Hospital's strongest trump card, 'sarcoma transformation', failed.
The monsters on the fifth floor were more high-end, and instead got rid of the ugly form on the ground floor, and looked extremely normal. However, after he activated the 'totem' to suppress it, the backlash became even stronger.
The monsters on the fifth floor often have more than two 'sarcomas', but they are not visible at all. Judging from the surgical marks on the corpses, the countess has powerful 'surgical abilities' and carries out scientific and high-quality surgical transformation on them.
On the basis of suturing, it also touches on the category of 'plastic surgery'.
Where the wound healed, the scar was very shallow. The sarcoma was so well integrated that it was almost invisible. The beautiful and neat suturing technique was like the art of obsessive-compulsive disorder. Then think of my irresponsible turtle-crawling cursive suturing technique.
, Bai Lang was ashamed.
The closer we get to the countess's lair, the concentration of the power of hell rises and rises again and again. Monsters attack the team continuously. The fallen demons continue to die on the battlefield. The ammunition they carry is exhausted one after another. The wizard's mana has dried up and bottomed out... but he has also been forced out.
The countess's bodyguards.
They were a group of top-notch devils, dressed in provocative nurse uniforms with neat sutures on their necks. Their faces were either innocent or coquettish, and they had different hairstyles and little hats, but all of them were exceptionally beautiful.
Long legs, high heels, white stockings... plastic surgery, a peerless beauty.
At first glance, Bai Lang thought of the ladies in Silent Hill. The only difference between the two sides was that the faces of the nurses in Silent Hill were scarier than devils, while the ladies at the Central Hospital were both truly angelic in appearance.
"Evil can be suppressed! Go ahead and kill them."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Bai Lang is not moved by beauty. Although they are indeed beautiful, several of them have completely different facial skin colors and necks. This small flaw is almost invisible in the eyes of mortals, but
In the eyes of his kind of medical obsessive-compulsive disorder, it is uncomfortable to look at it. It is an artificial product put together.
Under the protection of 'evil energy', the fish vein warlord used the evil energy stick technique, and the fish vein wizard released the curse. The half-elf Four Heavenly Kings also rushed forward...
"Gooji!"
The clear sound of swallowing saliva came from my ears, it was Kotaro!
Bailang looked sideways, and happened to see Kotaro holding one of the governor's shoulders with one hand, trying to stand on his tiptoes, and his eyes passed through many obstacles and got lost in the deep and bottomless gap in the low-cut neckline of a nurse.
"Gangtaro?" Bailang called tentatively.
The young man was startled and came back to his senses. His expression was filled with tears, his face was slightly reddened, and his eyes were wandering around... Hearing the screams of the hell nurses and the fallen devils dying together one after another, his mouth moved slightly, and his expression became urgent, lustful.
He stopped talking.
Bailang looked at the devil nurse at the Central Hospital and said to him: "What do you think? But it doesn't matter, they are all going to die soon."
"Captain, no! Please show mercy."
Gangtaro once again took a look at those monster sisters who were wearing scantily clad clothes and had a smoky look. They were much better than the heavily made-up sisters under the pink light box of Camp Rogge! So he mustered up the courage: "Can I..."
Recalling Kotaro's bad behavior over the past month or so, Bailang instantly got the signal from the other party. If you know you are lustful, you will admire Shaoai. It is human nature.
Kotaro is also a man who drank water in the Rogge camp. He even lost his entire family because of it. His evil roots are so deep that he cannot change. Although his bone marrow has been secretly exhausted, he is still young and strong, and his energy is still continuously generated, covering up the
The source has been exhausted.
With his current "consumption momentum", this state can last until he is 28 or nine years old before suddenly collapsing. It is not visible at all at the moment, and he doesn't even care, just being high is enough.
So, Bailang called to stop the Yumai Tutuos from beating the young lady. At this moment, the passageway one step away from the Countess's lair fell into an eerie silence...
Bailang looked at him: "Have you decided?"
"I'm sure!" A trace of determination flashed in Kotaro's eyes and he nodded.
"You don't regret it?"
Gritting his teeth: "No regrets!"
Bai Lang confirmed again: "You won't change?"
Gangtaro looked at Bai Lang sincerely: "Yeah! I will never change. Captain, it wasn't until this moment that I realized what the real purpose of my trip was."
"So...how many?"
"all."
Bailang shook his head: "You are too greedy. Don't you know that you can only take one scoop of three thousand weak water?"
"No! I just don't want to regret it. Captain, you are a contractor. You can go to more worlds to accept trials in the future. Your life will be infinitely exciting. But I am afraid I only have this one chance in my life. I must cherish everything and seize it.
Everything. I was young and frivolous, but I hope I have no regrets!" Kotaro shouted loudly:
"Captain, I want to contract with them!"
"Well... I have heard about the world you live in. Senju Hashirama, the first village chief of Konoha, is known as the God of the Ninja World. If you have a chance, you can transplant some of his cells. In short, just do it for yourself."
The old military doctor Bailang has already seen the nature of Gangtaro's deficit. Since the young man loudly shouted that he wanted to make a contract, as his tour guide, Bailang naturally would not stop him, but would be happy to see it happen.
The other party's entrusted task is to contract a 'psychic beast'. Now that it has been deliberately delayed for so long, it is finally ready to complete the entrustment. Is there any reason to refuse?
However, Bailang is also responsible. He can see how terrifying these 'Hell Nurses' are, so he reminds them. Only by transplanting Mudun cells and gaining endless vitality can he feed these Hell Nurses! Otherwise!
...I'm afraid you won't survive the 18-year-old Chaoyang.
Some things can only be reminded, but not pointed out. Regardless of whether the other party understands it or not, Bai Lang ordered the Yumai Toutuo beside him to suppress the dying 'Devil Nurse' together.
The team spent about 20 minutes slicing the wrists of the remaining 7 intact "Devil Nurses", pressing their fingerprints on a "psychic scroll", and finally made an engagement with Kotaro under the witness of Paradise.
'Bind.
At this point, Bailang's six commissioned tasks have been almost successfully completed: [Progress 5.99/6]. The last 0.01 came from Ophelia.
Kotaro got 7 'psychic beasts' that he admired, 100% willing, intelligent and capable of growth, and could accompany him throughout his life no matter he was poor or rich, sick or healthy, beautiful or discolored, successful or frustrated.
