Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1354: Trapped in the deceitful way (26)

Chapter 1354 Trapped in the trick (twenty-six)

At the same time, in the Red Sea Stone Pillar Forest in eastern Africa, inside the [Battleship of Great Britain------The Assault Palamedis].

"Wake up, wake up. Time's up." Someone was shaking the werewolf's shoulders.

"Five more minutes of sleep..." But Bedivere, who was sluggish, didn't wake up with just a few shakes.

"Don't you have a mission? If you sleep again, you will miss the mission gathering time!" The other party reminded.

"Mission...?!" Bedivere finally woke up and jumped up from the bed: "Ah, mission!"

He glanced at the doctor beside him, Constantine, and then quickly glanced at himself, who was almost naked and only wearing shorts.

"Wait." The werewolf pulled the sheet over his body and asked suspiciously, "I seem to have come to the infirmary to request a dressing for the wound. But what about the bandages? Where did they go?"

Constantine had previously asked Bedivere to wear a hypnotic headband to sleep so as not to interfere with the work of the medical staff. Before Bedivere fell asleep, he clearly remembered that his feet were bandaged. After half an hour, it stands to reason that the werewolf youth has been wrapped in bandages all over his body.

However, why didn't he have bandages all over his body, instead even the bandages on his feet were removed? Is this guy Constantine seriously treating patients?

Bedivere was about to blame the doctor, but the next answer was far beyond his expectations: "The bandage was wrapped around you, but it was removed later. Because your self-healing ability is far Beyond my expectations, during the half hour you were sleeping, all the wounds on your body have healed."

"I...?" Bedivere just couldn't believe it.

"You are," added the young knight of the round table. "It seems that the headband has activated some potential in you, allowing you to repair yourself at an astonishing rate while you're asleep. It's almost like using healing magic. The speed of promoting wound healing is at the same level. I finally understand why the people of the Knights of the Western Heaven are so anxious to let you put on the headband for testing again. You are indeed a very special experimental subject."

Hearing this, Bedivere couldn't wait to take off his headband: "Damn! Who wants to be your white mouse!"

"Ahahahahaha," Constantine laughed, and shoved the headband back to Bedivere: "You can keep this headband, maybe it will be useful in the future? Don't thank me."

"No, no, I don't want it anymore." Bedivere also laughed and tucked the headband back: "Do you think of me as an idiot, who has time to be your experiment?"

"Ahahahahaha, of course you are not an idiot, but I was also ordered to put this on you." Constantine continued to type haha: "How about this? Every time you wear During this rest, the data will be recorded. For every night of data collection, we will pay you 3,000 Egyptian dollars? You can get a good rest and get a good pay by this, so why not do it?”

"Wait. It turns out that the Knights of the Western Heavens also gave out bonuses? Why didn't you tell me earlier? If I directly agreed to help with this experiment, wouldn't I be able to receive the bonus that should have been given to me, and the bonus would have been taken away? Did you swallow it alone?"

"Hahahaha, don't pay attention to this little detail." Constantine laughed along, taking the prize money without a word, which was obviously his original plan.

The werewolf young man rolled his eyes at the doctor and looked at the metal headband suspiciously: "Are you sure this thing really won't cause any adverse health effects? For example, will it emit cancer-causing electromagnetic radiation or something?"

Constantine immediately asked back: "This thing was originally developed for the scouts of the Knights, what do you think?"

As we all know, the Knights of Great Britain treat their subordinate knights the best in the world. All equipment that damages the health of their subordinates will not be used. Even the armor and weapons are made of lead-free and pollution-free green materials.

Great Britain is very rich, and what they lack is never money, but talent.

Since this headband was developed for use by the Knights of Great Britain, its safety should have been guaranteed from the start.

It shouldn't be a bad thing to occasionally use this thing?

"Okay." Bedivere compromised: "I'll keep this **** for now. But if I see any security risks in it, I'll throw it away."

"Yes, as long as you like it." Constantine said: "Now go do what you need to do, please don't waste time on such trivial things."

"Of course." Bedivere took the clothes from the chair beside him and put them on. His original sackcloth suit had been tattered from previous adventures, and the people of Great Britain generously sent a set of short-sleeved mobile suits made of unknown materials to the werewolf.

This dress is very similar to the extra durable cut-resistant parachute fabric that Bedivere used to test in the past three days, exaggerating more than half of Africa. Wearing it has the feeling of wearing a rubber suit. But it is made to adapt to the severe heat of Africa, and it is surprisingly breathable, and it doesn't feel stuffy at all when you wear it.

But other "heats" still exist. Bedivere had just put on his pants when he noticed Constantine's scorching gaze. The werewolf youth, who was staring at him very uncomfortable, sneered dissatisfiedly: "What's the matter? Are you interested in my body? Doctor, your interest is very special."

"Nonsense." Constantine then looked away from Bedivere's abdomen: "There is something, I don't know if I should say it. But I have heard from His Majesty King Arthur, About the black hole in your belly button."

"It's a wormhole." Bedivere hurriedly corrected: "If it were a black hole, I'd be dead."

"Uh, whatever." Constantine is just a doctor, with a disdain for natural science: "I just want to say, you guys with wormholes in your body are dangerous people. Last time from that little leopard The ghosts that came out almost killed me and His Majesty King Arthur.

If it were me who made the decision, I would have imprisoned you like a beast. But His Majesty treats people like you like a friend, which is simply incomprehensible. "

The werewolf's face turned serious immediately.

"While you were asleep just now, the headband even detected a high energy response in your abdomen, as if some kind of enormous force was gushing out of that wormhole to heal your body. You are really not normal , it is extremely abnormal in all aspects." Constantine also looked at the werewolf youth seriously: "Who are you? Or, what are you? Now this seemingly rational you is the real one. Are you? Or, is the you after your rational sleep sleeps who you really are?"

Bediver did not reply. He couldn't answer, or refute the other party, because he had the same suspicion in his heart. On the one hand, he hoped that Constantine's guess was wrong, but on the other hand, he was deeply afraid of the moment when the other party's words became true.

"It's so slow, what the **** are you doing." Tristan complained in front of the teleportation room.

"Do you have any opinion on being examined by a doctor in the medical room?" Bedivere replied, "You also participated in this mission? You just came back from the gate of hell, and you want to go back and die?"

"You won't die, you're going to die." Tristan replies viciously, "Return the [metal detector] you borrowed. You don't need it now, do you?"

"Okay!" Bedivere said angrily, pulling out his pants pocket at the same time. But he has changed his clothes, how could the metal detector still be on him!

"Huh?" The werewolf youth let out a groan of doubt: "Well, they took away my tattered clothes, the detector should be..."

"Stop joking with me, haven't I checked your clothes yet? No means no! I even checked your crotch, there's really nothing! I'm expecting you to Where's the detector hidden somewhere else? Don't tell me you really lost the metal detector!"

"Lost . In the long room."

"You must be joking with me!" The murloc prince was really anxious this time, pulling the werewolf's collar angrily: "Go and get him back, understand? You won't get it back. If we do, the mother will kill us both!"

"I see! I have to dive into the desert boat again anyway."

Although Bedivere doesn't know how to break through the curfew blockade and enter the captain's room.

And the captain's room and the reference room are just two positions at the first and one end of the ship~IndoMTL.com~ It is very difficult to get from the reference room to the captain's room. Doubling the distance means doubling the danger, or even more.

But there's no way, anyway, let's agree first, and talk to Tristan perfunctorily. Because the expression of the murloc prince now looks like he wants to kill, Bedivere feels that his life may be in danger.

"Are you still making trouble?" Evan came over to stop the two in the dispute: "Let's make less trouble, the battle will start soon."

Bediver gave Tristan a white look, and immediately put on a serious face and asked, "Are we going to start? But here is quite a distance from the crash site of the Desert Ship, shouldn't there be a transport ship to pick us up there? ?"

"What nonsense are you talking about." So Tristan took the opportunity to taunt the werewolf youth fiercely, "If you want to go there, send one or two people there, and then open the portal. People can go to the designated place, why do you need a transport ship?"

Bediver's face lengthened, but he couldn't refute.

At the same time, a portal opened in the teleportation room of the Great Britain battleship, the Palamedis.