Myth resurrection, I became the villain boss

Chapter 390 Recovery
Feng Mian and Ishtar hurried over, took off their masks and put them aside, patted their backs, making them cough up all the mucus they inhaled before.

As the mucus was spit out, the two of them slowly woke up.

Tsuruya opened his eyes: "Ahem... where is this? You... have we come out!?" She turned her head, looked at the unfamiliar environment around her, and confirmed that this place was no longer inside the disgusting lump of meat.

Qian Rifeng supported her: "That's right, we have already come out, here is..."

Ishta said, "It's a temporary tent set up by my colleague. The people in the heretic shelter are basically attracted by the movement here. You can rest assured that we will not be in danger for the time being."

Qian Rifeng handed the cup of medicine poured by Ishta to Tsuruya: "You drink the medicine first."

Tsuruya nodded, took the cup she handed over, and drank all the potion in the cup in one gulp.

Feng Mian turned his head and looked at Zhenye who slowly opened his eyes. After he opened his eyes and coughed up all the mucus he inhaled, he didn't make a sound, and sat quietly in the same place, staring at a certain corner in a daze.

Crane House followed Feng Mian's gaze: "He hasn't recovered his sanity yet..."

That is to say, Zhenye is still the same as before for the time being. Although he opened his eyes, his soul seems to have fallen asleep, and his whole body has lost its previous freshness and vitality.

Tsuruya bit his lips: "His state should last for a while, this is the aftereffect of borrowing power that he shouldn't have, and he has no ability to act and think for the time being."

"Hmm... His current state should be somewhat similar to that of soul-lost disease."

Ishta sighed: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault for involving you, you didn't have to face these troubles, and Xiaoye was hurt..."

Feng Mian shook her head and comforted, "Zhen Ye is definitely willing to help you, otherwise he wouldn't have stayed. Now that we've come out, there's no need to talk about it."

Ishtar nodded, and fed the medicine in her hand to Maya.

Just after drinking the medicine, the curtain of the tent was lifted.

A woman in protective clothing came in. She looked about thirty years old, tall and capable, and behind her was a man who was the same protective clothing that led them into the tent just now.

She walked in and looked at Ishtar: "You're awake, just right, we just tested and found that the mucus will remain active for a long time after leaving the body, so you'd better clean up the mucus on your body immediately Clean, and destroy those clothes as soon as possible."

She looked at Ishtar: "We have prepared hot water for bathing and clean clothes for you. Ma'am, please come with me. If you are a man, you can go with him."

With that said, she turned and walked out of the tent, and Ishtar followed her footsteps.

Jiang Tang glanced at Feng Mian, then followed Ishta out of the tent, and Qian Rifeng followed behind them with the help of Crane House.

On the side, the man in protective clothing nodded towards Feng Mian: "Let's go."

Feng Mian turned his head, looked at Zhen Ye who was sitting on the ground, walked up to him, and pulled him up. Zhen Ye seemed to have recovered a little, and could automatically follow behind them without Feng Mian dragging him.

They entered another tent, which contained two inflatable tubs, steaming hot water, and clothes on a nearby table.

After the protective clothing brought them over, they left: "Put the changed clothes into the basket in the corner of the tent, and we will destroy them centrally."

Feng Mian casually took off his coat and threw it into the basket, then looked at Maya: "Have you recovered a bit, now go take a shower, do you understand what I mean?"

He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Maya's eyes, and then repeated what he said just now. It took a long time for Maya to finally nod his head, as if he understood the meaning of Feng Mian's words.

Feng Mian breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, this kid finally got better, much better than when he could only be dragged away in the meat, otherwise he would have to be a mother to help him take a bath later.

Then Feng Xing threw the contaminated clothes of the two into the basket in the corner of the tent, and then stepped into the hot water to wash away all the mucus on his body.

The taste of these waters is a bit strange, sour, and has a refreshing minty smell, which is very similar to the smell of the gas wafting out of the previous gas mask.

Some kind of potion that is very effective against slime is also added to this water.

Maya moved slowly, like an old man.

Feng Mian turned his head, just in time to see that his back was full of criss-crossing scars, of which the one on the left was particularly hideous, this position seemed to be facing the heart.

It seems that this kid's life is really not easy. Although he always said it lightly, only he knows the danger and life-and-death battle.

Looking at the wound on his back, one can guess what kind of life he lived before.

After washing off the mucus on their bodies, they changed into clean clothes on the side, then Feng Mian went out with the basket in hand, and handed the basket to the staff on the side for them to destroy it centrally.

The heavy snow outside has been reduced a lot, but there are still numerous snowflakes falling from the sky.

Feng Mian took a hot bath just now, when he went out, he was blown by the cold wind, and couldn't help but sneezed.

The movements of the girls were slower, Feng Mian and Zhen Ye stood in front of a bonfire raised among a pile of tents and waited for them. The temperature from the fire made their bodies much warmer.

After waiting for a few minutes, Ginger Tang appeared first.

She trotted over: "I'm done, why are you so fast?" She was washing faster than others, but Feng Mian was faster than her.

Feng Mian reached out and touched her undried hair: "We just finished washing."

The remaining three people also came out of the tent after a while.

The temperature in the western region is too low, and it turns into a cloud of white mist immediately after taking a breath. Just pour a glass of water, and the water will be frozen into ice crystals in mid-air. The bonfire in front of you can't resist the cold. It's all good, and I didn't feel too much discomfort in such severe cold.

Tsuruya's hair is very long, Qiannipaze and Ishtar's hair just reaches the back, Jiangtang's shawl, only Tsuruya's long hair hangs down to his waist.

Their long hair was all wet, and as soon as they walked out of the tent, the water vapor hanging from their long hair was immediately frozen by the cold air, forming ice crystals on their hair.

Tsuruya's hair color was originally light, but now the long gray hair is covered with ice crystals, and snowflakes are falling on her slender eyelashes. Her clear light-colored eyes are flowing, and the whole figure seems to be walking from the ice and snow elf.

Qian Rifeng stroked Tsuruya's hair that was hardened by the cold.

Ishta took out a comb from nowhere and combed the ice crystals from her hair, and her hair was dry.

She handed the comb to Crane House: "The climate in the western region is like this. Come, comb it, and your hair will be dry."

Tsuruya took it and thanked him.

Feng Mian turned his head and looked at the place where he came out before, there were already twenty or thirty protective suits surrounding him, all of them were holding documents or instruments, and they were looking at the huge stomach for something.

Ishtar also looked over there, then frowned slightly, her eyes darkened.

(End of this chapter)