Heroic Death System

Severe pain caused Sang to faint a little, but the super strong will was to get him through, his chest was tattooed with a demonic erythema in the sky, his ears were haunted with annoying sounds, repeatedly asked questions he could not answer, the feeling of having known each other flooded his mind.

Ah, I remember, he seemed to have been sent into another world by some strange system, demanding completion of the mission before returning.

What was his mission? Still unconscious, under brutal torture, his body trembled irresistibly, his blood mixed with sweat, soaking his whole person. He had to keep thinking in order to distract himself.

At this point, a familiar voice is suddenly coming from the brain: [100% reduction of pain (time limit of 45 hours), gaining 2 hours of self-healing per day, perfect emoticon pack upgraded to perfect image pack - no matter what happens to your beloved host, the legendary 360-degree no-death corner perfect facial expression and body shape can be presented, allowing your beloved host to go out of the country beautifully, beautifully deep and extraordinary.

Yes: “…”

[With only 48 hours left until the end of the torture, dear hosts don't have to worry about anything, just be responsible for "beauty”.

Shanko: … what kind of ghost is responsible for “beauty”? Is his mission to be responsible for "beauty”?

[Dear host is so smart, your task is to take charge of "beauty”, wait for the end of the torture, take care of the injuries, then hook up - build a beautiful man, start a family, get to the top of your life, achieve “happiness and happiness” achievements.

Is that his mission? Shanko always felt something was wrong. Although his memory was somewhat incomplete, his instincts told him that this was not the case!

Please do not doubt the sincerity of the system, the system has been magnificently upgraded and officially named "perfect life companion”, the task is to help the host live happily ever after.

Shanko: Sounds wonderful...

[The system is restricted by world rules and cannot stay too long. If the host needs help, please send the EEG "Autumn wave” to the system. “Autumn wave” must be large, otherwise the system will not receive it.

Something's wrong! Is this really the system he remembers? The painting style is completely different!

I wanted to ask you a few more questions, but the system disappeared.

Torture continued, but with 100 per cent relief, it no longer posed any threat to the cocoa, except that it was inflicted on the body with various instruments, medicines and occasionally caused muscle cramps, and blood and sweat continued to flow.

As time went by, the penalty also grew heavier, with dozens of hours of intoxication, hypnosis, fire, slowness, and eventually being smashed in the limbs.

Although 100% of the pain has been alleviated, repeated torture still brings his body to a dangerous threshold. If he did not have two hours of self-healing, he would have been permanently disabled if he had survived.

By the end of 45 hours to relieve the pain, it would have lasted another two hours, and then, as I remember, a smile would appear on the metal wall, that room, glowing. He used his last strength to spew five words slowly and firmly: "Cruz, he will die. ”

Then, you can finally faint happily...

In a coma, Ravel, the world's “protagonist," completed a long-standing counter-attack. Shanko's phrase, "Cruise, must die”, became the motto of the VJ, and in just seven hours, under Ravel's leadership, they took the initiative of war.

By the time he was awake, he was lying in a hospital and receiving the best treatment.

“How's he doing?” There was a conversation between the two of them outside the ward.

“The broken bone can be healed by the instrument, but it depends on his own constitution to what extent he can eventually recover. What is really troubling is the biotoxins in his body, and if there is only one or two of them, we can solve them, but there are twelve of them… I have to say, it is a miracle that he survived such torture. ”

“Do your best to cure him. ”

“You don't have to say this, we'll do our best. How can we bear to let this child survive Cruise's torture on his own will? ”

Familiar and unfamiliar conversations, intermittently passed into the ears, the vague memories gradually became clearer. After his accident turned into a vegetable, his mind was inadvertently bound by a system and began to travel around the world, accomplishing tasks and gaining rewards.

He remembered that he had passed several worlds, but his memories of those worlds were a little scattered and incomplete. The message of the world is also a little bit more complete after his awakening.

This was the first world he crossed, and now re-entering, should be retroactive, no wonder the system didn't publish any tasks, because retroactive worlds don't have task limits.

After I figured it out, I just felt comfortable, closed my eyes safely, and slept again.

The next thing, there's basically no suspense anymore. Ravel will win eventually and then become the new king of the Empire. The only danger was an assassination on the day of the memorial service.

“Waking up?” A tall figure walks to the side of the bed, with a hint of concern in the low voice.

He could look at him quietly and his eyes blurred.

“Your vocal cords are damaged and may take a while to recover.” Ravel sits beside the bed with a gentle tone, "we have won, and the rest of the time, one by one, will clear the remnants of Cruise. ”

Show him a smile, like a rainbow after the storm, clean, beautiful and warm.

After all the ordeal, Ravel was inspired by the strength and optimism with which he remained unchanged. When he personally took the scarred man out of the interrogation room that day, he decided to take care of the boy, and now seeing his smile reinforced that determination. Not only because he was General Utley's son, but also because of his silence and courage, he saved countless righteous men.

Sankoh's gaze unwittingly moved onto Ravel's hand, his palms empty and without a mole. But he knows very well that this man is his lover.

As in previous life, Ravel spends three or four hours a day with him, changing his medication, feeding, cleaning, handwriting.

Although the world is systematically assisted and injuries are not severe enough to be paralyzed, the toxins in the body still make it hard to suffer and alternate daily in healing and deterioration. Fortunately, the rate of healing is faster than the rate of deterioration, and with your doctor's treatment, you will one day be able to regain your health.

The assassination at the memorial service is remembered, counting the hours each day, fearing an omission and putting Ravel in danger.

Just worrying about Ravel, Jean-Claude completely forgot she was going to have a bad day.

“Cage, long time no see.” On the eighth day of hospital maintenance, a teenager appeared in his ward.

Gabriel, the adopted son of Cage's father, has always wanted to replace Cage as the successor to the Birks.

“It's pathetic to see you stall now. Do you know you haven't lived in days?” Gabriel looked down at Sankoh with a mockery in his eyes.

As soon as I saw him, I immediately remembered what would happen next. When Gabriel couldn't take care of himself, he came all the way out here and slapped him.

He was too lazy to compare with him because his life wasn't long. But in this world, he must be able to survive, so he can no longer be slapped in any way. Though the skeleton of the body is not yet fully healed, there is no problem blocking it.

After years of exasperation, Gabriel did wave his arms and swing them hard towards his face.

He knew that there was surveillance in the room and that Gabriel was carrying a surveillance shield, so he thought that nobody would find out after “he” died.

You can raise your hand to block your face, only listen to a "bang”, the bones crisp, and your elbows dislocate again.

The result of elbow dislocation is more acceptable than facial punching.

According to the original development, Gabriel will leave soon after he has vented, but this time differently, instead of leaving, he takes a needle out of his pocket, and the needle is filled with blue unknown liquid, and you don't have to guess, it's definitely not a good thing.

His pupils narrowed and Gabriel was sure he was going to die, so there was no other extra action. But in this life, he has a good chance of recovering health, provided he is well adjusted. Although he knew Gabriel didn't want him to live, he didn't expect him to do it.

He could stare at him unemotionally and his other hand under the quilt was ready.

“Your life is so hard, you can't die from torture like that.” Gabriel held on to Shanko's dislocated arm, grinning, "but it's okay, it's the same now. ”

After that, he took the syringe and tied it straight into Sankoh's blood vessel.

He reached out and grabbed Gabriel's wrist. The needle burst through the skin and bled out a drop of blood.

During the interrogation, the limbs of Sankoh were broken, and even with systematic treatment boosts, it would not be possible to recover for seven or eight days. He almost exhausted all his strength to stop Gabriel from sticking the needle into his veins.

He still has a lot of unknown toxins left in him, and if Gabriel poisons him, I'm afraid even doctors can't find out why.

“Stop struggling and admit your destiny!” Gabriel pushed hard on his hand and the needle stuck in a few more points.

The last thing he likes is fate!

Creaking, Jean could hear the bone cracking, but still didn't let go. He gritted his teeth and silently counted the time. Just a half-minute longer and a caregiver will be here to check on the situation.

Obviously, Gabriel also realized this, glancing sharply, holding Sankoh's wrist in his opposite hand and twisting it.

groaned, his arm broken and he drowned helplessly.

Seeing Gabriel pick up the syringe and tie it to him again, he could roll over and hit him with the force of his body.

Gabriel was hit by a bump and took a few steps backwards, but also because of his inertia, he fell off the bed, the bottle fell over and made a messy noise.

Jean-Claude was lying on the ground and felt his bones scattered. Happy and happy retrospective?! Is this old assassination code ready?

The noise finally caught the attention of the outsiders, and the footsteps ranged from far to near and quickly rushed into the ward.

Gabriel was pale and finally realized that the situation was bad and that the planned covert operation had turned into an unsubstantiated attempt at murder, despite the resilient resistance.

At this time, Gabriel glanced at the needle that he had brought was stuck on Sankoh's arm and thought about it, thinking that he had exposed his trail anyway. Why don't you just stop for one second and kill him first!

To think of it, Gabriel poured toward Jean-Claude, pressed the needle and quickly injected the toxin into his body.

Shanko's body was stiff, and he secretly said: "Not good”. After a half-day of dying struggle, he was finally made to succeed?!

He is not satisfied!!!