Chapter 9, Test

It appears that these two individuals resemble a pair of beggars who are utterly dependent on each other

Unable to resist, I grabbed the dagger and carefully trimmed a bit of my fingernail, watching my left thumb's nail with even more anxiety than when I had just checked whether my toe would grow back

With trembling hands, he placed the handgun on the table, his right hand resting over his heart: "Twenty-seven, twenty-eight..." Thirty heartbeats. It should be the same, after all, because such pain would inevitably accelerate the heartbeat. Without a timer, this method is truly unreliable.

Qi Tianlin suddenly felt as if he were raising a pet, covering her gently: "Your health is too poor; take your time to eat and sleep. After a few days, when you regain your strength, we can exercise together." The young girl did not speak, but her big eyes conveyed understanding.

As he strangely pushed open the door, the little girl was huddled in the corner of the bed with a look of terror on her face. Upon seeing him, tears immediately streamed down her cheeks, and her hands were frantically groping around on the bed.

Strangely, this pain is not as intense as the previous penetrating injury; perhaps some of the nerve endings have been completely severed. Nevertheless, it still hurts so much that Qi Tianlin is stamping his feet in agony

After wolfing down the noodles, Qi Tianlin still had to control the little girl's portion. For those who are a bit too hungry, it is not advisable to eat too much at once. Tiya reluctantly set down her bowl, yet showed no signs of dissatisfaction. When Qi Tianlin pulled back the bed sheet, she obediently came over and nestled in comfortably.

Are you still testing? Qi Tianlin, whose face was contorted in pain, gritted his teeth.

This is a simple silencer; with just a click, the sound of the hammer striking metal is heard, and the bullet makes a soft sound as it creates a penetrating wound in the calf muscle of Qi Tianlin, before embedding itself into the adjacent floor.

With a soft thud, the projectile directly severed the little toe, creating a dent in the concrete floor upon impact

Qi Tianlin felt that having a sharp dagger in the hands of this somewhat neurotic girl did not seem very safe. After some thought, he carried the little girl on his shoulder and went to search under his bed for a few items. He took out his own Type 54 pistol, removed all the bullets, and loaded an empty magazine into it. Holding it above his head, he said: "Using a knife is more troublesome than this. You should learn something simple first. Just hold onto this when you sleep; it should be more secure..."

After finishing, I tried to make a cut on the pad of my left middle finger, and a thin stream of blood seeped out. However, it was just a small amount, and the visible healing began to restore from the edges of the wound

However, life has its origins, while human existence lacks a plan. Just as Qi Tianlin was about to go to the tower for a lookout, he heard a sharp scream coming from the electrician's room

The wound has healed without any doubt, and the burn marks at the entrance of the bullet hole have almost completely disappeared, leaving only a small amount of bloodstain on the leg and the ground

He went over holding the pistol, the thin line gently pulled at the door was still there, no one has entered, right

As Qi Tianlin just crouched down in front of the bed, Tiya reached out to grab his arm. As Qi Tianlin sat up on the edge of the bed, the little girl quickly climbed onto his shoulder, tightly hugging his head and began to sob silently

What kind of ability is this? Can't the sensation of pain be blocked as well? Even though he knows he is being overly ambitious, Qi Tianlin still lets out a deep groan in his heart, thinking that if he tries again, it will be a matter of testing his bones

After gritting his teeth three times, Qi Tianlin, who had replaced his silencer with a new water bottle, aimed a shot at his left little toe

Even though he was mentally prepared, Qi Tianlin still felt a sharp pain that made the veins in his neck bulge, and the image of the pain was vividly etched in his mind. Although the water in the bottle had lowered the temperature somewhat, the impact still brought a searing pain to his muscles and skin. Qi Tianlin gritted his teeth and let out a fierce grunt, "Damn it"

The lively Qi Tianlin gritted his teeth: "Damn traitors, just wait for me to drag you out! No matter where you hide, whether to the ends of the earth or for me to search for a lifetime!"

As Qi Tianlin experienced pain, he could not help but begin to imagine: "Will I never be able to trim my toenails and fingernails for the rest of my life?"

Well, I've come this far; how long is a lifetime? Qi Tianlin, who is not very good at imagining, suddenly found this thought quite convoluted. It's better not to think about it and just follow my plan, taking it one step at a time.

In the cafeteria, I found an empty mineral water bottle, filled it halfway with water, then inserted the P226 into the widened bottle opening and fired a shot at the muscle behind my left calf with a "bang".

Qi Tianlin did not remove the little gecko; he himself felt quite lonely. He simply endured it, slightly bending down as he stepped outside, seeking a more ventilated spot to sit against the wall and bask in the sun. The little gecko, perhaps finding the light too dazzling, finally slipped down and curled up behind Qi Tianlin.

Qi Tian https : / / mhetushu .com .com Lin turned to leave, when he heard a voice behind him. The little girl had grabbed the dagger again, her face filled with terror. ... After a moment's thought, he turned back, took the dagger, and sat down at the table. Only when the little girl saw him sit down did she slowly close her eyes ... . ... She was utterly exhausted, both physically and mentally.

Qi Tianlin intends to find a place to test his self-healing abilities and understand his capabilities in order to better utilize them. This is a fundamental principle. He plays with the dagger in his hand and decides to use this.

Fortunately, the nails have not grown out. Qi Tianlin let out a sigh of relief; with this distraction, his foot did not hurt as much. The healing time for his toe was similar to that of the previous wound, and it healed quickly.

However, the pain endured compels one to fixate intently, watching as the white, raw bone fragments are rapidly enveloped by the swiftly growing flesh, quickly forming a membrane, transforming into skin, and sprouting toenails

A flurry of curses, the target of which remains unknown, yet Qitian Lin continues to be that cautious sniper who dares not believe in any detail without seeing the outcome

The dagger clearly exhibits a strong North African characteristic, lacking a sheath, with some ethnic-style patterns on the handle. Qi Tianlin took a lighter and slowly roasted the blade edge, which can be considered a form of disinfection

Qi Tianlin felt a bit excited. He bit his teeth and made another cut on his left upper arm, about two centimeters deep. After pulling out the dagger, he looked at the wound, pressing his right hand against his heart, silently counting: "Seventeen, eighteen, nineteen..." In less than twenty heartbeats, the wound healed, leaving only a trace of inexplicable blood. The pain still lingered at the nerve endings, but Qi Tianlin did not feel it as acutely; instead, a kind of excitement, akin to morphine, alleviated the pain. This was truly miraculous! He continued to count in his mind: "Seventeen, eighteen, nineteen..." In less than twenty heartbeats, the wound healed, leaving only a trace of inexplicable blood. The pain still lingered at the nerve endings, but Qi Tianlin did not feel it as acutely; instead, a kind of excitement, akin to morphine, alleviated the pain. This was truly miraculous!

Qi Tianlin stood up and jumped around vigorously for a while, truly exhilarating! It seems that Otar was right; as long as my head doesn't fall off, I, Master Lu, am an immortal monster!

Embracing his head with both hands, she hesitated for a moment, yet still grasped the pistol. One hand held Qi Tianlin's head while the other pressed the gun against her own chest. She did not speak, but it seemed like a dose of tranquilizer; her body, which had been trembling moments ago, gradually calmed down.

To experiment further, one would have to resort to using a knife on one's own waist or thigh. Qi Tianlin's face twitched slightly; such an action seemed rather self-destructive. Thinking about it, seeing that the young girl was already fast asleep, he decided to sneak out.