Wu Qi quickly finished the two portions of food, and then took a deep breath. His hunger had not completely disappeared, but his body had enough energy to maintain normal activities.
But when he was about to get out of bed, he was stopped by Zhou Qing without any room for concession.
"Absolutely not. Your vital signs have been very unstable in the past four days. It was only confirmed last night that you were out of danger. And don't forget that you were severely burned. You need to keep changing dressings until the injury is completely healed." Zhou Qingjue Don't allow the person you spend so much time and energy taking care of to waste your health indiscriminately.
Seeing that Zhou Qing also had good intentions, Wu Qi did not persist.
Wu Qi stayed in bed for three days, during which time he was not idle, carefully pondering every detail of his battle in the battle against the Plague Seed Lair. Every step, every time the sword is drawn, analyze it repeatedly and think about whether you have a more efficient way of action that can maximize your offensive and defensive capabilities. Reviewing is Wu Qi's habit. After every battle with a powerful mutated animal in the past nine years, whether the result was retreat or hunting, he would conduct a review. In the past, Sister Ruorong helped me, but now I have to rely on myself. This allows you to progress even when you are not fighting. Moreover, his memory is very good.
Three days later, Zhou Qing came over to help Wu Qi unpack the medicine. He also brought someone with him, a mercenary from the Black Gun Mercenary Group.
"Hello, my name is Yang Dongchen, and I am a medical soldier of the Black Gun Mercenary Group." A muscular man with dark wheat-colored skin and a height of 1.9 meters in front of him stretched out his big hand with a smile on his face and shook Wu Qi's hand. shake hands.
"Wu Qi, you must thank Dr. Yang and the leader of Black Gun, who asked Dr. Yang to stay and help treat you. If it weren't for Dr. Yang's medical skills and advanced medical equipment, these people in our safe zone would Facing Wu Qi, your injuries will only make you unable to recover." Zhou Qing said from the side.
"It's nothing. I just know more medical skills than my teammates and have a set of medical equipment from the civilized era." Yang Dongchen was very humble. Wu Qi saw Yang Dongchen's approachable appearance and always felt that it was different from his rough appearance. consistent.
If Wu Qi hadn't witnessed Yang Dongchen's skillful medical care and heard the instructions in various professional terms, Wu Qi would still have regarded Yang Dongchen as an iron-blooded mercenary who was fully armed and used assault rifles and sabers to fight bloody battles.
When Yang Dongchen and Zhou Qing removed the last layer of gauze wrapped around Wu Qi's skin, they were the ones who were shocked. There was no dead skin or uneven burn scars left on Wu Qi's body, only a layer of skin as smooth as white jade; the strong muscles were hidden under the smooth and flawless skin, and you could imagine the clear outlines without touching it. There is an ocean of power hidden beneath the muscles.
Yang Dongchen, as the last surviving member of the Black Gun mercenary group, had heard Wang Sheng's evaluation of Wu Qi. Wu Qi has at least level 2 strength enhancement, level 2 agility enhancement, and level 1 hearing enhancement; and he was the first to discover the crisis before the high-heat ray attack, and his eyesight is estimated to be comparable to Gao Yuan, equivalent to level 2.
However, it seems that Wu Qi's cell activity and defense ability have probably reached level 2 enhancement or above. This is still a conservative estimate. Because no one who doesn't strengthen cell activity and defense capabilities can withstand that level of high-temperature burns and recover flawlessly.
Genetically enhanced people in all directions? Yang Dongchen couldn't help but wonder how much more ability Wu Qiwei had. However, the details of abilities are always the biggest secret of every warrior in the Dawn Era, whether they are noble and powerful pioneers or mercenaries who work hard to make money and strengthen themselves, so it is not easy for Yang Dongchen to get to the bottom of it.
The moment Wang Sheng ordered him to stay, his intention was already very obvious - he wanted to win over Wu Qi to join the Black Gun mercenary group. Seven days have passed since Wang Sheng left, and the scheduled time to drive back to the safe zone is coming soon.
Thick lead clouds spread across the wilderness sky, each one huge and gloomy, tightly packed together as if to squeeze out water. The gray sky was gloomy and suffocating, with only a few thin golden rays of sunlight slipping through the rare gaps, adding a bit more bright color to the gray world.
The wilderness is vast and desolate. Except for the brown soil and scattered gravels, it is only after walking a long distance that you can see a few long-dead trees lying on the ground. In such a lonely and uninhabited world, suddenly the sound of a rough old engine came in. An old, light yellow pickup truck appeared at one end of the horizon. Its four tires flew across the dry soil on the ground. The dry soil held the tires over half a circle and turned into flying dust at the rear of the pickup truck.
The back compartment of the pickup truck was covered by a huge rough gray cloth. There was a circular iron ring at each corner of the gray cloth. A rope was passed through the iron rings, and the gray cloth that rustled in the wind was firmly fixed to the back. above the carriage.
In the driver's seat was a sturdy man with a rugged appearance, holding the steering wheel with one hand. The man is tall and wears a brown leather jacket on his upper body. The sleeves are rolled up to reveal two arms with clear veins and thick body hair. He is casually lined with a clean white vest, and there are still firm chest muscles between them. There was some curly chest hair peeking out from the front of the tank top. His lower body was in a pair of dark blue jeans, with two thick cylindrical wood-like thighs holding up the pants. Even when his legs were bent under the operating table, they looked very slender.
Wang Sheng held the steering wheel with his right hand and held a half-burned cigarette in his left hand. He exhaled a thick puff of smoke and stared at the unchanging wilderness land ahead of him for a long time. He had not shaved much, and a thick beard had grown on his square chin. His eyes showed unconcealable fatigue, but there was still a light of expectation in the center of his eyes.
The pickup truck drove in the wilderness for a while, and finally the outline of a small town appeared in the middle of the wilderness within Wang Sheng's field of vision. This town also has an alias: sw0304 safety zone.
As the pickup truck decelerated and braked, it cleared a circle of dust and stopped at the gate of the town. Wang Sheng turned off the car, stretched out his right hand, and picked up his usual assault rifle from the passenger seat. Then he opened the door, jumped out of the cab with a flick of his long legs.
The wind blowing from the west made the back of Wang Sheng's jacket rustle. Wang Sheng glanced at the black iron door and slammed the car door. The sentry boy on the watchtower eagerly came down, opened the iron door for Wang Sheng, and took him straight into the town.
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