Light Spirit Epic Chapter 2216: Explore to Shalan (54)
Chapter 2216 of the exploration of Shalan (fifty-four)
An hour later, in the medical facility below the Grand Casino in Cairo.
"How is it?" Albert saw quarterback Siloma coming out of the operating room from a distance, and asked with concern: "Mr. Gusta is seriously injured?"
"Well, the right arm was comminuted, the right shoulder ligament was strained, and both the left arm and the right leg had second-degree fractures. In short, the injuries were quite serious." Tigerman Shiloma
He replied with a half-smile, but the expression on his face was very terrifying: "Awesome, those guys from the German team actually took advantage of Gusta and the others to fall to the ground and the referee didn't have time to come over to see the situation. , forcibly broke the guy's hands and feet. This time it was really put together beautifully."
"Hmm..." Mutter hummed beside him, as if he wanted to say something.
"Say what you want to say." Shiloma glanced at the cat boy.
"Always feel...even though the method is despicable, the method they use seems to have been seen before." Mutter replied.
"It's the way the infamous Gabon Sand Lizards do, right." Shiloma replied disapprovingly: "The Sand Lizards didn't make it to the Super Bowl this time, but their famous way of playing is the same as the Germanic Black. The Hawks are doing the exact same thing right now, trying to injure the opposing team's players in corners where the referee can't see them. You've watched their videotape hundreds of times, and you'll certainly get that impression."
"Indeed." Mutter suddenly realized: "No wonder it is so familiar, it turns out to be the move of the Sand Lizards."
Such a dirty move would certainly be impressive. Albert thought.
" I was reminded before about the dirty tricks of the Sand Lizards, so I deliberately researched their game. It's just that they were eliminated before the Super Bowl, so I gradually forgot about it. It's the guy's business." Mutter continued: "But why? The German Blackhawks should have nothing to do with the Gabon Sand Lizards. Why would they understand the Sand Lizards' moves?"
"It was stolen, probably." Shiloma sullenly said: "Or, maybe there is no such thing as stealing at all. The [brain] installed on the heads of those androids is the Sand Lizard Team. "------"
It's really terrifying.
"Cough cough----" Shiloma interrupted her guess with a dry cough, and then said: "After all, artificial humans are such terrifying existences, and others need long-term training to learn them. The moves and formations, they can learn instantly as long as they enter the information through the terminal. It is better for you to understand this way. The androids you encounter in the future may be proficient in the famous skills of every famous American football team in the world. They learned secretly After these stunts, everything is theirs, and you have to compete against this group of people who have the best skills from all over the world."
Albert swallowed.
"We can win today only because the second-generation androids sent by the Germanic Blackhawks are not yet technically mature, and their abilities are limited by immature technology. Even so, they are still difficult to deal with. In the future, if When encountering more powerful androids, will they be able to play more mature game skills? Be aware of it."
"As if we're really going to meet another cyborg team later," Albert muttered.
"It will happen, I promise." Shiloma replied with a sneer.
Albert fell silent.
"Oh, that's right." The quarterback reached into the pocket hidden in the belt and took a few sips, then took out something and handed it to the cat boy Mutter: "This is a gift from Father Sphinx. For you."
"Huh?" Seeing the teddy bear puppet in front of him, the cat boy was stunned for a moment: "Ha, Mr. Harrison?! Why, why?"
"Well, didn't you play very hard before, and you have performed well in several consecutive games." Shiloma replied: "And Dad Sphinx also heard that your house was burned down. Now, the contents were burnt to nothing, and he remembered that the puppet bear he gave you before should also be burnt to ashes, so he went to buy another puppet for you. What? Don't you want it? If you don't want it, I'll confiscate it?"
"I want it, of course I want it!" Mutter hurriedly snatched the teddy bear puppet and held it in his arms tightly.
"What a little kid." Shiloma sneered and walked away: "Then, everyone, keep working hard. Let's cheer for the part of Gusta who can't play tomorrow."
"Speaking of which," Mutter hurriedly asked, "perhaps on his own, but what if we could take Mr. Gusta to some medical facility and get him back to a level where he can play tomorrow?"
"I don't really believe that this kind of thing can happen. But since you think it's possible, you can ask him directly, and take him there if he wants to receive treatment." He waved his hand without turning back: "No matter what kind of treatment he receives, it is his personal freedom, isn't it?"
He then left Albert and Mutter and walked away on his own.
"Hey, don't you mean——" Albert gave Mutter a gloomy glance.
"Isn't it bad?" The cat-man boy Chu Chu looked at the tiger-man youth pitifully: "Don't your friend Mr. Bedivere have that kind of advanced medical cabin on board? I recovered quickly overnight, so Mr. Gusta's injury should be trivial, right?"
"But------" Albert showed a more depressed look.
"Please, go talk to Mr. Bedivere. He should agree to let Mr. Gusta use the infirmary on his ship. Aren't you two great friends? He shouldn't refuse your request. right?"
"Bediver will definitely agree with what I tell him." Albert scratched his head: "But I don't really want to owe that stupid wolf all the time..."
"Can't you? Take me there and let me talk to him in person. Let me ask Mr. Bedivere to tie the medical cabin to Mr. Gusta. Is that ok?" Mutter continued.
"You're really tangled------" Albert became a little impatient: "Speaking of which, it's really necessary. Mr. Gusta is only a center, except for his burly stature, he can be the team's offensive and defensive line. Other than that, it's just a passing job. It won't have much impact without him in the game, right? Or is there any reason why the team must play him in the next game?"
"Are you underestimating the position of center?" Mutter said quietly: "It is not something everyone can do to accurately pass the ball to the quarterback at the kickoff. . You have never watched the team's training. In order to cooperate with Captain Shiloma, Mr. Gusta once contacted and passed the ball thousands of times a day, and practiced until he fell to the ground in sweat. The center position is not for everyone If the quarterback can't catch the ball from the center, it's over. You may not know the meaning of the center's existence, but please don't sneer at Mr. Gusta's efforts!"
"Alright, alright, there's no need to get excited." Albert advised: "Well, I'll go talk to the guy from Bedivere about this. But before that, we still Ask Mr. Gusta's opinion first."
"Of course." Mutter whispered, hugging his teddy bear.
"Speaking of which, your game still needs to continue to win, meow." The tiger man looked thoughtfully at the puppet in the cat man's arms: "It was agreed before that I wanted to win with you to the end. , to win the Super Bowl, and then let Daddy Sphinx give you another teddy bear. But now the promise has been fulfilled in advance, and Daddy Sphinx gave you the teddy bear. You Your wish has also been fulfilled, so you will continue to finish the Super Bowl, meow?"
"Of course." The cat boy reluctantly stuffed the teddy bear into Albert's hand: "Take it."
"Huh?"
"I promised to help Daddy Sphinx win this Super Bowl, so I did what I said." The cat boy blushed and said, "Before that, I was not qualified to have Mori. Mr. Mori II. Just keep it for me. When we win the championship, you can return it to me."
"So it is." Albert carefully picked up the teddy bear, he seemed to feel that the light and fluffy puppet had a considerable weight: "Then I will take this teddy bear first, the race is on. I'll give it back to you when it's finished."
"Yeah." The cat boy nodded firmly.
"Now go visit Mr. Gusta first."
"Yeah." The cat boy replied meekly.
Actually, the underground arena of Cairo Grand Casino was originally a facility for "performances". It mainly holds various ball games such as dark American football, as well as regular competitions such as giant gladiators. The owner of the arena, Papa Sphinx, makes huge profits every year from this huge arena - a quarter of which is the entrance fee to the game~IndoMTL.com~ The other three-quarters are earned from spectators betting on the ball.
The arena is fully automated and will be deformed according to various events (the partitions of the ground and some walls can be turned over to complete the deformation, mainly the ground, which can be used between artificial turf grass and reinforced rubber concrete. Switching between the two), managers only need to invest very little manpower to organize the venue, and the venue can be organized into a state where the next event can be held in a very short time. Because of this, the daily events in this arena are very closely arranged. After dozens of games every day, there are quite a lot of people injured during the game. In order to take care of the wounded in the game as soon as possible, there is a large medical facility next to the arena. Athletes injured on the field can be transported to a medical facility for professional-level treatment in just a few minutes, making it almost impossible to delay treatment. Daddy Sphinx doesn't hate high-risk competitive sports, but he seems to hate that his valuables -- those elite athletes -- suffer permanent injuries in the heat of competition.
However, even with such a professional medical facility on the side, even with such a large group of professional doctors in charge, things have deteriorated to this point.
Albert looked at the tiger man Gusta, who was lying on the bed with broken limbs and a heavy plaster cast, and couldn't help but worry.
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