Raising his head, Langren sighed relaxedly after sitting on the ground gushing a few sips of water.

　　 The replenishing liquid in the kettle is a blend of Longyin’s blood and ordinary water, so the fishy smell will be lighter, and it will not clot and fail.

　　 To be honest, if he keeps drinking something that is fishy and sweet, he will be nauseous.

　　 "How long do I need to rest?" Longyin asked.

　　 "The thigh bone is cracked, the deltoid muscle is torn, and there are some odds and ends. You can sit for a while."

　　 Langren said truthfully.

　　 With the protection of Longyin, Langren also desperately exercised self-harm, and would not take a break until this weak body really couldn't support it.

　　 "Your body looks much better."

　　 "Thanks to you."

　　 It was another four days of trekking. Langren’s self-harm rehab was restored to the upper limit of five points with the help of Longyin. It has reached the normal "skinny" level, which is a little bit far from normal.

　　 A point in various senses.

　　 "I feel that in two days, this weight will not make much sense to me, what should I do then?"

　　 Longyin asked with some distress, she is now fully weighted, and a hundred catties of metal on her body can only slightly slow her movements.

　　 You know, she has no real powers, it's just pure physical power.

　　 "That's not very good. You can use it for me in two days. You can drag this to practice."

　　 Langren pointed to the trailer beside him and said.

　　 "Dragging things? It seems to interfere with the center of gravity? Do you practice center of gravity control?"

　　 "No, let you adapt to the physical strength of getting rid of the weight as soon as possible. Don't fly a few meters away. It can hold your foot well."

　　 Langren said slowly, pouring the last sip of "Strawberry Juice" with the last light red, and handing the bottle to Longyin.

　　 Longyin took the bottle and drew out a knife to poke a hole in his wrist, skillfully put tens of milliliters in the bottle, and the wound just healed, and then returned the bottle to Langren.

　　 After adding the water again, Langren felt that his body was almost better, so he stood up again.

　　 "When passing through Fanghao County in a few days, we will stop for a while."

　　 "Why?"

　　 "The terrain of the city is better for stepping than the training in the wilderness. You shouldn't forget what I taught you?"

　　 "Well, you have both speed and flexibility, you have to work **** power control."

　　 Langren nodded, pulled the cart and set off again.

　　. . . . . .

　　 Four days ago, when the empty single dispatched arrived at the notified county, they opened the door and found fragments of stumps all over the floor, and the blood dried on the floor.

　　 The middle-aged man's eyes widened, and he stared straight at the door.

"This--"

　　 The first door opener was taken aback and sent someone to secretly blockade and clean up on the spot.

　　 "The battle situation?"

　　 "Sir, this is not the state of the war, we are dead all over."

　　 "Has the whole army been wiped out?"

　　 "No, according to the assignee's record, there are two missing people here."

　　 "Two? Why didn't we notify the headquarters of such a big event?"

　　 "I can't get in touch with the two of them, maybe it's them who die first, or maybe it's because they should be inside and outside?"

　　 "Sir! Two survivors found in the basement!"

Mr. 　　 was pleasantly surprised and led people to the basement.

　　 Seeing the two people being treated on the operating table, the leader asked directly:

　　 "Didn't you explain to you to keep an eye on the 81st? What happened?"

　　 Zi Mao looked at his severed left hand, and when he recalled the situation before dawn, his face was still horrified.

　　 "Control! They are all controlled! There is also a confusing speech ability, and there is a mental manipulator in the trap!"

　　 "We...we didn't even see the other person's face before we ran away."

　　 Another man who survived was the man who scolded Zi Mao. He was in a much better condition than Zi Mao. One arm was only cut with a longitudinal wound with deep bones, extending from the wrist to the shoulder.

　　 Hearing the two of them, the leader was still puzzled despite the shock.

　　 As far as he knows, there is no such combat unit in Phantom.

　　 If it's a mental controller that has been hidden until now, isn't it the most practical time when the test body attacked it some time ago?

　　 Why do you still expose yourself now?

　　 "When I heard the report, I received your witness on the 81st walking with a stranger. Does this stranger have an impression?"

Zi Mao heard the words and recalled: "Skin... the man was very skinny, almost skinny, less than 1.8 meters in length, half-length hair, unable to see his face, and... even holding a handful of black. Sheath's sword, No. 81 seems to trust him very much."

　　 Body height and carrying a sword, these characteristics are completely enough, the next step is to look for it.

　　Leaving the basement, the person behind the leader suddenly asked: "Are they telling the truth?"

　　 "There is no point in telling lies. It only takes a few days for us to prove these words. They can't take such a risk."

　　 "But those people upstairs died in their own hands."

　　 The leader knows that his subordinates are reminding himself, and thinks what he said makes sense.

　　 "Keep it here for now. Now there is a shortage of people in the group, even if it is disabled, it will be useful."

　　 Not long after, a breakfast shop greeted a few customers who didn't buy anything when it closed in the evening.

　　 "The Procuratorate, there is a case nearby that requires your cooperation in the investigation. According to surveillance, you received two strange guests in the early morning two days ago?"

　　 The ordinary breakfast shop owner is an ordinary businessman. He saw these people in casual clothes and directly took out the prosecutor's ID, and said all he remembered without thinking about it in a second.

"Yes, yes, the first guest who came into the store that morning took an eleven or twelve-year-old girl. The grown-up was so thin that she was pretty good-looking, just because she was so thin that she laughed. It's about this high, carrying a sword, but for such a thin person, the sword should be only wooden."

　　 Several people followed Langren’s route at the time using forged prosecutor’s documents and inquired about the shops that Langren had taken care of.

　　 "Weight-bearing kit~lightnovelpub.net~ compress food, sugar and brine, and walk straight out of the city."

　　 "It's just this person carrying the number eighty-one from beginning to end."

　　 It seems that the enemies are more cautious than they thought.

　　 "The cities in that direction are all small counties with many forks."

　　 "So upright, I don't even care about the two people he let go. There is a high possibility of the trap twice, and they may be waiting for us on the way."

　　The leader looked at the data sheet, frowned and thought for a long time.

When the five C-ranks were lurking, the opponent controlled them without knowing it... No, at the same time, it is impossible to invade the minds of five C-ranks, unless it is B level.

　　 But it is impossible for the B-level to let go of two failures. This is an insult to the B-level ability.

　　 "It should be controlled one by one...We can't directly catch up. Keeping a distance and encircling is the best way. If they want to encircle us, then we should encircle them first. Are there groups in these cities?"

　　 He pointed to the map and asked, and under his finger was the county town where Langren passed.

"Have."

　　 "Check the surveillance, let them not act rashly, we only need to grasp the position of the 81st."

　　 The leader narrowed his eyes and said.

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