"The real world is made up of the most complicated colors." Bai Mo didn't explain the life field, but said some nonsense.
There are basically rural areas along the way, and neither the tsunami on the Mediterranean coast nor the attack on Rome seems to have disturbed the leisurely life in this inland. There are countless olive trees along the way, and occasionally there will be a few dogs barking when passing by a house.
"It's only a hundred kilometers away from Rome, but it seems like two worlds." Bai Mo said with emotion.
"They are busy with farm work for most of the day, and they may see the outside world in the rest of the time. For them, the only practical impact is the temporary cancellation of the train to Rome in a small town not far away."
"I see Shwolf Mountain."
"Well, this pleasant journey is coming to an end." Diguera, who was holding the steering wheel in front, said, "Where do you want to go in the small town at the foot of the mountain?"
"Just put me on the outskirts of town, I'm just walking around."
"Then I'll stop here."
"Can."
Bai Mo lowered his head in the back seat of the car, struggling to cut a small cut in his skin, and squeezed out a drop of blood that glistened in the sun from the small cut.
He put the drop of blood on his fingertip, and the moment Diguera stopped and turned his head, he flicked his finger lightly, and the blood drop fell into Diguera's mouth.
"Mr. Bai, this is..." Diguera was about to ask, but then he found that his whole body seemed to be strongly repelling the foreign object he had just taken in, and the reaction was so strong that he couldn't even speak clearly.
"Just a deal."
Bai Mo carefully observed the reactions of Diguera's body in the back seat. He found that as soon as his blood entered the opponent's body, it immediately aroused a strong rejection reaction, which was much more severe than when he injected the mutated lysosome at the beginning, just like the little white mouse. He guessed that It should be a question of the balance of power between the two sides.
At that time, I was stronger than the owner of the mutated lysosome, but now I am far stronger than the first psionic organ that just appeared. According to the classification of the institute, I don’t know how many times stronger than Digra, who is still at the level of agility. , and even a drop of blood that possesses the life field has the will of the original body in it.
"I hope you can win, otherwise I can only use my mind to retrieve this drop of blood to save you. It's rare to meet someone who suits my taste." Bai Mo murmured.
Diguera felt sometimes as if he was being burned, and sometimes as if he had fallen into a freezer. Both his body perception and brain cognition began to have problems, and he found it extremely difficult to concentrate on thinking about the status quo.
"No! What's the difference between me who gave up thinking and a salted fish!" He struggled to form this idea in his mind, "I'm a philosopher! Giving up thinking is declaring death!"
Relying on this "indomitable (self-hypnosis?)" will, Diguera has been insisting on thinking, even if his thinking is only counting from one to ten, and then counting from ten to one. Gradually, he noticed that the burning sensation subsided, the coldness almost disappeared, and everything began to return to normal.
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"Good luck, the stimulation was successful." At this time, Bai Mo used his thoughts to retrieve from Tigra's body the drop of blood that he was already at a disadvantage in the struggle with the host's will.
"How do you feel about your body?" Bai Mo asked when Diguera just opened his eyes.
"What did you feed me just now?! I almost died!" Diguera asked angrily, regardless of Bai Mo's question.
"The mysterious medicinal liquid from China, the Yijin washing marrow liquid, is a precious medicinal liquid that can greatly strengthen the quality of all aspects if you pass the test of will after eating it." Bai Mo said without blinking, "We are friends, we How could it harm you, see if you are much stronger now?"
At the beginning, Diguera was not used to his increased strength. As soon as his feet exerted force, his head hit the roof of the car heavily.
"Ouch!" He groaned while touching his head, and then found that the roof was dented
"Forgive me for being irritable just now, thank you very much for your gift." After he was convinced that he had made great progress in all aspects of his strength, Diguera sincerely thanked Bai Mo.
"No, as I said just now, this is a deal."
"Um?"
Suddenly Diguera felt a heavy blow to the back of his neck, and then fell unconscious.
Bai Mo injected the unconscious Diguera with an anesthetic that he had found in the den of thieves yesterday, then took out a scalpel from his suitcase, carefully compared the situation observed in his spiritual thoughts, and cut Diguera's two The psionic growth of one eye related to emotional vision was cut out and put in a specimen box.
Then, Bai Mo completely wiped away his own will in the drop of blood that he fished out just now, and then experimentally dripped it on the incision of the proliferating part of Diguera's eyes, and was surprised to find that after absorbing the drop of blood , the original incision began to grow granulation similar to the original hyperplasia.
Seeing this situation, Bai Mo felt as excited as if he had discovered a new world.
"It seems that trading psychic organs will be a good job in the future." He said with a smile as he sewed incisions on Diguera's eyes, "but it may drain my blood."
"Try later to see if other people's blood has this effect." A crazy plan began.
"Are you awake? How do you feel?" Bai Mo asked after the effect of the anesthetic passed.
"Okay, what happened just now?"
"Just now I performed a minor operation on you to remove a small amount of useless substances left in the Yijin marrow washing liquid. In addition, I remind you that after using this liquid, your eyesight will be impaired for about two to three days. It may fail, but it will return to normal later." Bai Mo felt that two or three days should be enough for the granulation to grow back into the original tissue.
Although Diguera looked skeptical, Bai Mo didn't explain anymore, and put on an expression of "whether you believe it or not, anyway, I believe it".
"The strong do whatever they want, that's a really good sentence." Bai Mo casually grabbed a wad of one hundred dollars from his bag and threw them on the car, then left gracefully.
Diguera couldn't laugh or cry with the 10,000 dollars.
"That's right, the strong will act recklessly. Who makes me weak? It's useless to think too much. At least he is willing to deal with me fairly. Although I don't know what he did to my eyes, but the strength he gave me It’s also true, what’s the point of not being able to use the ability for two or three days.” Although Diguera guessed the other party’s behavior, he gave up pursuing it when he thought that the white ink could make him faint for no reason.
Bai Mo, carrying the suitcase, walked into the small town. The small town at the foot of Shaowufu Mountain was also insulated from the tsunami due to its deep inland location, so it still had a lively atmosphere.
"Mama, that person looks different from everyone else." A four or five-year-old boy said while tugging at his mother's skirt.
"Little Tony, he is an oriental man." The woman explained to the child.
"Oriental people? What's that?" The little boy continued asking what was that.
As Bai Mo walked on the street, he quietly listened to what the people around him said about him.
"It seems that it is not a tourist area, but also a relatively closed town."