MTL - Therapy Planet No. 13-v2 Chapter 160 resurrection

Dying isn't as scary as you might think.

When the pain exceeds the limit that the body can bear, out of self-protection, human beings will fall into a short period of dormancy.

After hibernation, it is death.

Angel really felt like he was dead.

It's different from the feeling of dying.

If it is said that the consciousness is suffocated by drowning, but the instinct of the body has faintly felt that there is still a chance of life; but the real death is like all the nerve endings being brutally cut off all the veins at the same time.

Like a transparent bubble on the sea that expands to its limit.

With a click, it melted into white foam, splashing into the endless deep sea.

It feels too real.

So much so that when Angel regained consciousness, he felt incredible.

It seems that something has set off a stormy sea, but the wind and waves that are rolled up are cautious.

Like a giant hand, salvage, gather, and lift foamy debris from the boundless sea.

Piece by piece to make it look original.

And then annihilated instantly after completing the mission.

Angel was woken up by an automatic fire extinguisher.

She sat up struggling with her head covered, and found that the whole house had been bombed beyond recognition.

Angel subconsciously grabbed a cylindrical object and tried to stand up, but found that the object was not fixed on the ground.

Pulled as soon as you took it.

"what…"

She murmured, and found her voice hoarse.

Pulling the thing over to take a look, the tactile senses were all returned after the vision. After both the vision and the sense of touch told her that this was an arm that was blown to half, Angel shook his hand, how much the arm was in his hand. How far to throw.

...wouldn't be her own, would it?

After throwing it, Angel had such an idea, and immediately checked his limbs, and found that although the wounds were of different sizes, blood was still gushing frantically, but fortunately he was not disabled.

"Angol!?" Lu Yi's voice sounded like crazy in his mind.

What followed was an indescribable grief and murderous aura.

Such emotions were overwhelming, making Angel almost breathless, as if she could be squeezed by this powerful negative emotion and lose consciousness again in the next second.

Angel didn't know what happened, she just replied instinctively: "Hey~"

My dear colonel, do you miss me?

The next words do not need to be thought through, and they come out of the mouth logically.

Angel himself didn't know why he said these words.

But anyway, the effect is obvious.

The overwhelming negative emotions gradually calmed down.

Angerza felt that the situation on Lui's side was not stable, so he stopped talking after reiterating that he was fine, leaving enough energy for Lui to deal with her situation.

After all, what happened here has to be sorted out.

Angel turned his gaze back to the arm he just threw out.

A little familiar.

She recognized the scraps of clothing remaining on her arm.

It was Su Xietian's left arm.

Angel realized that she was now in the same house where she had never been out in the past few months.

Only now it's been bombed beyond recognition.

- Just when she was about to assassinate Marta, Marta was certainly not stupid, and had already noticed Su Xietian's strangeness.

So it suddenly happened.

Su Xietian was caught off guard by Marta's reaction, but Angel had expected this possibility.

In a hurry, Angel couldn't care so much. With the help of Su Xietian, there were not many anesthetics for several days, so she could easily control her body.

The knife landed in her hand, but was captured alive by Marta as soon as it was stabbed out.

The tip of the knife turned its direction and stabbed directly through Angel's chest!

After getting the information she needed, Marta no longer had any nostalgia for it, and instead threw a decision. Time. fry. Play, he escaped from the window.

Before losing consciousness, Angel saw that Su Xietian was also killed by Marta and fell on top of him.

The explosion sounded, and everything went to ashes.

Fortunately, Su Xietian just lay on top of her and resisted most of the shock waves for her. And she was leaning against the chair behind her, forming a relatively stable triangle in the turbulence, preventing large heavy objects from pressing on Angel's body.

He didn't die in such an explosion? !

Angel stood up while supporting, while secretly amazed by his luck.

She moved out of the room with difficulty.

This is a hotel after all, and even though it was bombed, the first aid kit could still be found. She managed to give herself a few doses of repair shots, and treated the wounds on her body with an almost rude method—the damage to her body is now not worth mentioning.

If the bodily harm had really worked, she would have died a few months ago in the kind of roller coaster that Marta had created.

He stopped the bleeding, bandaged, and pulled out a set of barely visible clothes to put on. When Angel went out, he was just an ordinary citizen recovering from a serious illness who occasionally coughed.

There are still fires and thick smoke all around, and the police force under the jurisdiction was too weak, so no government officials have arrived in such a short period of time.

It just gave Angel time to escape.

Even at this time, her vigilance was still there.

Angel cautiously detoured for a while, turned into a path, and then slowly slowed down his pace while leaning against the wall.

"Cough cough..."

She covered her mouth and coughed violently for a while, even if the blood was stopped, she still felt that her internal organs seemed to have suffered huge trauma, and her ribs should have been broken. flowed out.

"Girl? Are you okay?" A trembling voice made Angor raise his head alertly.

"You look badly hurt..."

It was an old woman with gray hair, leaning on a mechanical cane, standing in front of a small jewelry store and talking with a distressed face.

It seems to be a small shop selling tourist accessories in a recession.

The colorful little ornaments inside are easily reminiscent of minorities who are not the majority in the universe.

Most importantly, this old man.

Normally, Angel would not trust a stranger so easily.

But this old man reminded her of the old Silois she had met.

While wandering in the universe full of hatred, she finally met the opportunity to become Silois.

And now and then, how similar.

"water…"

Angel moved his lips and looked at the old woman in front of him. His voice was so hoarse that it had nothing to do with the word "sweet": "Please give me water..."

The grandmother came towards her.

In the end, she couldn't support her legs, and she slumped in front of the store.

"...I personally don't think it's necessary to panic too much about Commander Armi going to the front."

Angel fell, but had not lost consciousness.

This is the sound of an old radio on a glass stand.

For some older people, video images are not very friendly to their eyesight. Especially for people who need to stay in one place for a long time to open a shop, the radio tends to be more durable.

This is clearly the voice of a news commentator.

—Sure enough, just as Lui said, Armi has already set off for the expedition.

Now that the news has reached the common people, it also proves that Armi is not far from the point of war.

It may even have reached the frontal battlefield!

"Then what do you think of this grand commander's expedition?"

"Clearly, this is a powerful response from the federal government to the assassination of Senator Joshua by the interstellar pirates..."

What? Joshua was assassinated?

Angel's intuition was wrong.

Isn't it because of the need to put black holes into actual combat use?

The old grandmother helped her up from the ground, pulled a small bench and let her sit and rest temporarily, then turned around and prepared to go back to the house to pull people.

Angel grabbed the old grandmother and shook his head at her with a pale face.

Seemingly seeing through Angel's concerns, the grandmother smiled kindly and said with relief, "I'm the only one in my house. I'll go back and get you an emergency first aid kit."

Angel let her go.

Even she couldn't be wary of such an old man.

"...In order to express the heartache and determination of the federal government over the passing of Senator Joshua, we have reason to believe that the war will be fully escalated in the future. With the downfall of the doves, the attitude of the federal government towards interstellar pirates will undoubtedly become more radical...Interstellar pirates The planned assassination of Boyd's life-for-life is simply self-defeating!"

"Future! Although we will usher in a short period of emergency war, we believe that after a short period of hardships and hardships, we will be greeted by a beautiful world without war, without pirates, and full of peace. The complete destruction of interstellar pirates will also It heralds the return of this hard-won peace, glory, and greatness that has not come to the universe for a long time!"

"The above is from a reviewer..."

"Great comeback."

Angel recalled the words that Marta always whispered in his ear before, such as "You can't stop the great return", "It's better to die", "What do you think the federal government wants to do", etc. If it happens, it will coincide with the current broadcast.

…

Angel looked up and looked outside.

The quiet and harmonious dark alleys are all in sight.

"Girl? What happened to you? How did you get so badly injured? Would you like to contact your family?"

The grandmother came back with a white medical box in her hand, on which stood a domestic medical robot with an index finger.

In this situation, it's better than nothing—at least faster than cleaning it up yourself.

"But the signal tower is still not fixed, so it may take a while."

"Thank you. Family words..."

Angel pondered for a while, and said to the grandma, "If the signal tower is restored... Forget it, compared to this, you know who is responsible for the wild tour here. Where is the tour team or company for the itinerary?"

She may need a personal starship more.