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When she was confused, a voice suddenly appeared in her mind: "Welcome to the actual combat drill. The actual combat is 100% authentic. The damage you have suffered is consistent with the senses in the real world. Please try your best to find your partner. And complete the task within the specified time."

Chuuxue looked around, but did not find anyone talking to her, and asked with some fear, "Who are you? Where are you?"

It was Lin He’s system that made the sound. It went on to explain: "I am what you are looking for, something that can help you become stronger. You don’t care where I am. The most important thing is to cooperate with your partner to complete the task. of."

Chuuxue closed his eyes and tried to accept this setting.It seems that the current situation is not bad, he should have entered a game world.As for the companion, it should be the stinky rascal, it seems that he still has to find him first, maybe he knows some of the inside story.

Then go find him first!

After making up his mind, Chuuxue walked towards the city ahead.

The domineering but beautiful temperament and the hot body caused many blonde men to cast fiery eyes on her frequently, making her feel uncomfortable.

At the same time, Lin He's mind also sounded a system prompt.

"The language correction is complete!"

"The system has automatically helped the host complete the information masking. The specific content is as follows, please check and confirm the host."

"The goal of this mission is to help Tony Stark become Iron Man as quickly as possible, within half a month. If the mission cannot be completed within the specified time, one item owned by the host will be deducted randomly."

Although the system prompt sound was in his mind, because Lin He was still in a coma, he did not hear this long passage.

Dr. Inson also talked with Tony Stark while working side by side.

"Why did you choose to save him? I don't think it looks like your style, right?"

Stark curled his lips: "Am I such a ruthless person? I am still very caring. For example, I always give a little gift to the woman who sleeps with me at night."

"That kind of love is too far from this, do you want to be with him...?"

Stark put on his goggles, holding a welding torch in his hand, and said casually: "Actually, I just thought he had good physical fitness, he should have received military training. If he can be cured a little bit, we may escape by then. There is some help. After all, although I can guarantee that this thing is useful, I still know a little bit about the situation on the other side. It is not a bad thing to have more helpers."

Dr. Inson nodded and continued to devote himself to the intense work.Because of Stark's sudden thoughts, their time has become much tighter now.

Lin He didn't hear the conversation between Stark and Dr. Inson, so he stayed in a drowsy state until two days later, he finally opened his eyes and stood up after turning over.

"Hi! You are awake!"

Dr. Yingsen put down the water in his hand and greeted Lin He.

Although he didn't know what Stark would do to keep him, but with Stark's ingenuity, he shouldn't make a confused decision.Therefore, he also treated the Chinese under the conditions provided by those terrorists.

Facts proved that Stark's vision really did not. On the first day after treatment, many of his wounds healed miraculously, and the broken bones in some places were connected by themselves. This is simply a miracle in the medical world.

On the second day, Dr. Inson found that he had almost no problems. Compared with the dying appearance when he first saw him, he was now as strong as a bear.

He thought that after he recovered, the Chinese would be in a coma for a while, but he didn't think he would wake up so soon.

Lin He's face was a little dazed. If he were to use popular words to describe his current state, it would be a daze.

He only felt a muddle in his mind now, and couldn't remember anything. After a while, he looked at Yingsen and said, "Who am I?"

Yes, because his head was in close contact with the ground before, he now has amnesia.

Dr. Inson patted him on the shoulder: "What did you say?"

Lin He opened Dr. Yingsen's hand and said dissatisfied: "I ask! Me! Who! Who!?"

"Oh, it seems that I saved a bad-tempered amnesia patient! Leave him alone! Yingsen come over and help me try this leg device!"

Stark greeted him, and Dr. Inson had to respond first: "I also saw you for the first time and didn't know you. I'll talk to you later."

Then he ran to Stark to fiddle with the leg parts of the original Iron Man.

Lin He, with amnesia, followed Dr. Yingsen to Stark. When he saw the equipment on his feet, he vaguely felt that this scene seemed a bit familiar...

Damn it!Where have I seen this picture!

Lin He held his head in pain, he felt that as long as he recalled this incident, he would definitely be able to recall his identity!

"Ah!"

He roared in pain, like a little beast that had lost its mother.

After hearing this painful voice, Stark and Dr. Inson also focused their attention on Lin He.

"Does this guy have some neurosis? I would have known it a long time ago, and maybe it will cause us trouble." Stark shook his leg, looking very satisfied.

Dr. Inson pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose and said in an uncertain tone: "Although I am not an expert in brain medicine, I still have some understanding. If you encounter a familiar scene, the patient with amnesia may experience some irritation. of."

"Reaction?" After Stark finished adjusting the leg parts, he put it away, then leaned to Lin He's side and patted him on the cheek "Does he? Does he know me?"

Lin He looked at Stark displeased, because he felt that he didn't like others touching his face.

"Wow!"

Before Lin He could move, the door holding the three people opened again.

The terrorist's boss, with a dark bald head, once again swarmed with a bunch of horses.Upon seeing this, Stark and Dr. Inson immediately put their heads in their hands, not daring to move, for fear of angering the master.

Last time Lin He was in a coma, so I couldn't hear a few people say anything, but this time Lin He could clearly hear the next conversation between him and Stark and Dr. Inson.

"Bows and arrows were once the most advanced weapons. Genghis Khan relied on them to conquer a vast area from the Pacific to Ukraine. His territory was twice that of the Alexander the Great and four times that of the Roman Empire." Bald head from the tabletop. He picked up a stack of drawings and continued, "Now, whoever owns Stark's latest weapons can dominate the world. Soon, it will be my turn to dominate."

When he was speaking, no one dared to make a sound, and obviously they were very afraid of him, so once he stopped speaking, the whole space was a little frighteningly silent.

"Why didn't you listen to me!"

The words of the dark bald head seemed to be a deep grieving woman, with endless resentment.

"We are working!" Dr. Inson replied from the side.

What happened next was a bit scary. The dark bald head instructed his men to hold down Dr. Inson, and then wanted to burn a piece of red iron on his head, because he had discovered that the two men seemed to be doing something secretly. Some small actions, but no substantive evidence.However, Stark spoke in time to stop the crazy idea of ​​the black bald head, and pointed out that Dr. Inson had helped a lot.

Under Stark's plea, Dr. Inson finally escaped.

"Ah! Damn! Where the hell is this! Who am I!"

"hiss--"

The wind leaked from the house and rained all night, Lin He saw this familiar person, one thing, the headache suddenly broke out, and couldn't help howling in pain.

The dark bald head had nowhere to vent his dissatisfaction, and Lin He's stunned sound made him find a breakthrough.

He picked up an iron clamp and slammed it into Lin He's calf from a distance, only to hear a bang, and the iron clamp steadily hit the target.After Lin He was hit by iron tongs, he couldn't stand up immediately.After losing the support of one leg, he could only kneel on one knee, breathing heavily.

He has a splitting headache, and the injury on his body is not worthy of attention to him.