Doomsday Wonderland

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Even after evolving, Xie Feng felt that he was still worryingly weak.

"Special items can be made" sounds like a factory, as if various items can be manufactured endlessly.

But she herself knows the limitations best. The most important limiting factor is that only one item can be produced within a period of time, with power equal to the ability level, and this item also has a "shelf life". Once the shelf life expires, all the power of the item will disappear, and dust will return to dust. earth.

This is just a limitation brought by her ability; on top of the ability limitation, there is also a layer of restrictions that come with the item itself - for example, a certain item may only be used on people over 30 years old, or it may only be used on people over 30 years old, or it may only be used on It can be used once. What exactly these restrictions are, Xie Feng cannot control.

Perhaps she was too greedy, and the more she learned about her abilities, the less satisfied she became.

When she used the [Treatment Lamp] on Dong Luorong, its shortcomings were clearly reflected: the wounds on the surface of the skin and the superficial layers under the skin were all healed quickly. After wiping away the blood, It looks like it's intact.

However, the [Treatment Lamp] cannot find invisible injuries inside the body - both of them are almost certain that Dong Luorong is suffering from a certain degree of internal bleeding - and its efficacy is far from what it can do with just one photo. Heal the extent of deep-seated injuries.

"I think my left arm bone is also cracked,"

The warm orange light of the desk lamp fell on Dong Luorong's sweaty pale face, coating her with a false sallow color. She whispered: "I can't remember the process clearly...it seemed like he hit me with something."

After Xie Feng looked at her left arm intently for a while, Dong Luorong's pain did not lessen, but new symptoms appeared. She fainted and woke up again, unconscious, and her body temperature was also dropping rapidly - Xie Feng Feng had seen many kinds of injuries on the street, and he immediately realized that Dong Luorong might have had an organ that had ruptured and then worsened in a short period of time.

Dong Luorong woke up again after going into shock several times. It was obviously a tug-of-war between treatment and injury. Xie Feng looked anxious and scared, but there was not much he could do. He could only keep pointing the light at her naked belly. , **This item can at least save her life - otherwise, what's the point of evolution?

Fortunately, after being frightened for who knows how long, Dong Luorong's vital signs finally stabilized.

After she woke up, her breathing calmed down, her body temperature rose, and her consciousness became much clearer. She looked at the lamp and smiled softly to Xie Feng: "Your ability... is really amazing. It turns out that , it turns out that evolvers are so powerful..."

Xie Feng smiled slightly in embarrassment and was about to say something when he suddenly listened and jumped up.

"What's wrong?" the person on the bed asked in a low voice.

Just as she winked at Dong Luorong, there was a loud knock on the door of the room. Even though she was prepared, the fist seemed to hit the two of them hard on their nerves, making them both jump in shock.

A strange male voice asked outside the door: "Sir? Is everything okay?"

"It's the bodyguard he brought," Dong Luorong turned pale and said angrily, "Maybe it's because we haven't been out for so long..."

"Do they have weapons?" Xie Feng asked in a low voice.

"There should be, but I saw it with my own eyes." Dong Luorong pushed himself up and said, "I'll go... I'll send them away."

The two of them may have been unaware of the smell after living in the room for a long time, but Xie Feng was sure that as soon as the door was opened, the smell in the room would be enough to scare away the visitor. She hurriedly whispered: "Tell them to leave through the door, don't open the door."

The process of carrying Dong Luorong to the door was much easier than Xie Feng imagined. Dong Luorong is taller than her. Although he is thin, his body is very tight. He obviously exercises frequently. But now he feels like carrying a bag of rice - he still feels quite heavy, but Xie Feng knows that his strength is enough to cope with it.

…This feeling of power, it’s so good.

In just a few steps, it seemed that the burden on Dong Luorong was greater than that on Xie Feng.

She took a few breaths, and when someone outside the door rang the doorbell again, she raised her voice slightly and said, "What's the matter?"

There was a moment of hesitation outside the door.

"Miss Dong?" The man said slowly, and the title distanced him from her. "Where's sir?"

"He's asleep," Dong Luorong thought for a while and replied, "You can pick him up tomorrow morning."

This answer is really not a good one - if you think about it from the perspective of an outsider, you will find it weird. Qiu Changtian dragged Dong Luorong to a place that might have been the kidnapper's old room in order to search for clues. How could he fall asleep while searching?

But apart from this rhetoric, what else can be done? Qiu Changtian's throat no longer exists, and there is only one thing that can be used by the two of them - Dongluo Rong was forced to come over in a hurry, and he could wear slippers on his feet, which was considered to be taken care of by Qiu Changtian.

As expected, the people outside the door refused to leave after hearing this, and continued: "We just heard some replies and want to report them to the superior."

"I told you, he's asleep." Dong Luorong held on to the wall and took two steps closer to the door. As if he was afraid of waking anyone up, he lowered his voice and said to the outside: "He drank some wine before he came here."

"That's just right. I have some medicine here for people to take after drinking. The chief told me before that as long as he drinks, feed it to him, and he won't have a headache when he wakes up the next day." The man outside the door reacted quickly and said immediately: "Please open the door, and I will hand you the medicine."

Regardless of whether he really had the medicine or not, the two couldn't open the door.

Dong Luorong and Xie Feng looked at each other, both of them having no idea.

Xie Feng approached the door and looked outside; in the peephole, it was the two men standing guard outside Dongluorong Gate. They were wearing black coats and there were no weapons on their waists. The person in charge of speaking in front of the door has a strong build and a sparkle in his eyes, making him difficult to deal with at first sight.

Even if she evolves, she is still very weak in the early stage of evolution. Can she take down two well-trained and armed men at the same time?

When Xie Feng bit his lip and hesitated, the man outside the door rang the doorbell hard again and called: "Sir! Please ask Miss Dong to open the door. I'm here to get the medicine."

Even if he fell asleep after drinking, he would have to wake up if he was disturbed by this noise. The longer Qiu Changtian remained silent, the more suspicious the people outside would become. If they asked someone from the hotel to come up and open the door, they would lose the initiative... Xie Feng looked around for a while, thought about it, and gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

She leaned into Dong Luorong's ear and whispered a few instructions.

Dong Luorong glanced at her worriedly.

"I know, it's too dangerous." Xie Feng thought she was unwilling and said angrily: "I...I will definitely not let them hurt you."

Dong Luorong said nothing and gently shook her hand.

"I should have died half an hour ago." Dong Luorong turned around, smiled, and replied angrily: "It's quite interesting to see how far we can go with you now."

Xie Feng couldn't say a word and nodded.

"Wait a minute," Dong Luorong said to the door, "I'll put on some clothes and open the door."

Hinting that the other party was not wearing a coat was tantamount to further hinting at the reason why Qiu Changtian was delayed here for a long time and finally fell asleep. Even if they were allowed to relax a little bit, Xie Feng would be a little bit safer - she had a clear mind Turn fast. Xie Feng half hugged and half supported Dong Luorong, resettled her on the bed, and quickly walked back to the corridor.

The layout of standard hotel rooms is also very similar: as soon as the entrance door opens, there is an aisle. On one side of the aisle is a hellish bathroom and on the other side is a built-in wardrobe, facing each other. She walked to the closet and opened the door - she was not afraid even if the sound was heard by outsiders, Dong Luorong had already said that she wanted to change clothes.

Xie Feng stared at the cat's eyes, his palms almost sweating.

She grasped the door handle and slowly opened the door. Hotel doors usually open inward. Almost as soon as the door handle is turned, the man outside the door immediately reaches out his hand and presses on the door with a "snap", blocking the possibility of the door being closed again. He exerts all his strength. Pushing inside: "The method of preparing medicine is very complicated. I'll go in and give it to you - huh?"

He might have **** expected that the door shaft seemed to have taken root, but even after pushing it so hard, it still didn't move.

Xie Feng hid behind the door, pressing his shoulder against the door, his face flushed with difficulty. She was small and huddled behind the door, so the man naturally couldn't see her; but the strong, pungent and nauseating smell of flesh and blood in the bathroom was like a punch in the face, hitting the man's throat with bones. One tumble.

"What does it taste like--"

The man just opened his mouth and said these few words, but the invisible flesh and blood flowed thickly into his throat and eyes, causing him to choke and couldn't even finish "sir". The fool also knew something was wrong. He quickly turned his head to avoid the airflow coming from the door, and then he dared to shout at the second dark and thin bodyguard behind him: "Why are you stunned? Come and help me push the door together!"

The thin black man responded hurriedly, and UU Reading www.uukanshu.net rushed forward together. The pressure doubled almost made Xie Feng behind the door scream. She kicked forward and backward, using all her strength, no matter how hard the two strong men outside pushed and bumped, she still firmly held the door in place.

It had only been half a day, and she was so much stronger than before.

"That's weird," the thin dark man murmured, "What kind of door did she use to lock it? Why can't it open even though it's just a crack?"

The strong man at the head stretched out his hand to block him and ordered: "Let's retreat together, shout three two one, and then hit him together!"

Xie Feng heard everything.

The counting sound of "three, two, one" was also a signal for her to take action; when the last number had just ended and the two of them rushed towards the door, she immediately let go and took a few steps back. , with a slim waist, got into the closet that had already been opened.

The unsuspecting door was completely knocked open by the two men with a loud noise, hitting the wardrobe. Xie Feng quickly reached out and grabbed the door handle to prevent the door from being bounced open by the impact. ——The door could not completely block the closet, there was still a gap, but it was enough to block her.

The two men hit the door with all their strength. Unexpectedly, the resistance behind the door suddenly disappeared. They could not stop the car immediately. They fell into a ball like a dog chewing mud and fell on the aisle. They fell several times. I scream subconsciously when I feel pain.

"What does it smell like-" It seemed that the dark and thin man shouted, and then he stopped making any sound.

The place where the two of them fell was right in front of the bathroom. The bathroom door was always wide open, and Autumn Changtian, who seemed to have been twisted by a razor blade and a flower tube above his neck, was leaning in front of the toilet, quietly looking at his two late subordinates with non-existent eyes.