Star Iron: I picked up a secretary at the beginning of March 7th

"Aha, I found you."

Hualin looked excitedly at the folded-eared cat lying listlessly on the trash can in front of him, and said excitedly.

Ignoring the corpses whose organs had been dug out next to the trash can, Hualin walked straight over, skillfully grabbing the neck with his right hand and supporting the buttocks with his left hand. It was a complete act of muscle memory. (Animal experiments on small animal catching methods, just know that Hualin is catching cats.)

"It's all dirty. I guess your life won't be easy for you." Seeing the gray and black patches on the cat's body, and a tuft of hair on its back that was wet with an unknown liquid, Hualin couldn't help but said with regret, "Let's go, take it with you." You go home, someone is waiting for you.”

With that said, Hualin turned around and prepared to leave. But after walking a few steps, a strange whisper came over: "Five seven eight...Lu Wu zero three three...Nine two nine four one."

"Scavenger!" Although everyone outside the stadium and Hualin didn't know what these words meant, Hualin knew that the only person who said such a series of incomprehensible numbers was the sweeper.

It seems to be to verify Hualin's words. As soon as Hua Lin finished speaking, several human-like creatures appeared at the entrance of the alley, wearing black clothes, holding grappling hooks and scythes, and carrying an unknown red liquid on their backs.

But Hualin knew that under those special clothes were all special fuel belonging to the scavengers.

"I was careless. I brought a dagger to defend myself when I went out." Considering that he was just looking for a cat and it was not appropriate to carry a long knife at night, Hualin thought that he had a system to do whatever he wanted, so he brought a dagger.

But Hualin forgot that at 3:13 in the evening, the late night in the back alley started, and for the entire eighty minutes, the sweepers were the home court.

Before Hualin, there were only two choices: 1. Why should you be cowardly? Hualin protects the cat with one hand, and fights countless scavengers with a dagger in the other hand; second, strategy from the heart. Hualin left here quickly and looked to see if he could pick up some weapons more powerful than daggers on the road. Of course, the possibility was extremely slim.

"Cat cub, hurry up." Realizing that the scavenger had discovered him, Hualin held the kitten under his arm and overturned the trash can with his other hand, trying to hinder the scavenger, and then turned around and ran away without thinking. open.

Everyone knew that this was Hualin's past, so except for March, who was a little nervous, everyone else was only slightly surprised.

Suddenly, the scene changed. Hualin was holding the cat and running for an unknown amount of time. But judging from his rapid breathing, Hualin was almost at his limit.

"Hiss--" At an intersection, Hualin didn't react and was scratched by the sickle in the hand of the street sweeper at the intersection.

The severe pain restored some strength to Hualin's tired body. Without thinking, Hualin stabbed the jar behind the scavenger with a dagger, then kicked the two of them away, and then they fell heavily to the ground. (Scavenger: You bumped into me yourself, and you still have the nerve to hit me?)

But Hualin's actions immediately attracted the attention of all the scavengers around him.

"Qi San San Lu Qi... Wu Lingjiu..." Saying words that no one could understand, several scavengers walked straight towards Hualin.

Hualin struggled to get up from the ground, but suddenly found that his arms could not use any strength. At this moment, everyone was frightened - the place where Hualin was scratched was slowly being liquefied.

Just when everyone was holding their breath because they were worried about Hualin, the screen paused again and a familiar buzzer sounded.

"Oh, this sound scares me. Black Tower, can't we block this sound?" "This is his memory. How do I operate it? Some of them look good." "Okay."

Xing calmed down for a while, and then confirmed to everyone: "Did I read it correctly just now? One of Hualin's arms turned into... water? Huh? Heita, what are you doing." Xing glanced at Heita, The latter roughly tore off Hualin's shirt and carefully touched Hualin's arm with his hand.

"It's strange. It feels like the real thing. There are no traces of surgery around it. It doesn't look like a fake. Could it be... that he is also a doll?" "Huh?"

Xing gave up communicating with Heita and turned to look at March. He saw March rubbing his hands back and forth, looking at the still scene in front of him with worry.

Xing knew that nothing he said now would attract March's attention, so he could only stand aside and wait with everyone.

......

[I don’t understand why you want to do this commission. Your life is about to be on the line. ]

'I'm sorry, I just didn't want to make that mother-in-law sad. I didn't expect... the system, am I going to die, am I the most useless host. ’

[......]

‘Everyone has to protect something in this life, right? Just like me, the moment I saw the mother-in-law, I wanted to protect her last companionship. ’

[Even if I lose to you, I originally wanted to wait until you became a first-level finisher before giving it to you. Now, I give it to you, the extremely strong self-healing ability. ]

......

The scene was played again. To everyone's surprise, Hualin sat up and his liquid arm fell down. Then, at a speed visible to the naked eye, the arm grew directly!

Hualin clenched the dagger in his hand and stared at the scavenger in front of him with sharp eyes. Then he kicked suddenly and stabbed the scavenger.

Hualin's eyes were bottomless, revealing a kind of ruthlessness. His face was as cold as iron, making people shudder.

Compared with the embarrassed Hualin just now, the Hualin in front of him looked like a different person from beginning to end, which made March and others even more convinced that Hualin was schizophrenic.

Hualin was like a lone wolf, shuttling back and forth among the scavengers.

Within a few minutes, all the surrounding scavengers were defeated by Hualin one by one.

Looking at the corpses scattered on the ground in front of him, Hualin slumped on the ground helplessly and said to himself: "(Urban expletive), if I had known this, I would have brought this guy here."

"But..." Hualin wiped the dagger and pressed it on the little finger of his left hand, "Let me see how powerful this thing is."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hualin drew down his right hand hard and cut off his little finger directly from the joint.

Under everyone's surprised gaze, Hualin's finger grew a new length at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ahhhh!!! It hurts me so much!!!" Hualin burst into tears from the pain.

Although Hualin's screams were extremely prominent in this silent back alley, this was a back alley, and it was still late at night in the back alley, so no one dared to come out to complain.

"It's useful, but it hurts. If you can't use this ability, don't use it." Hualin moved his fingers and found that his fingers could be described as "intact as before."

Hualin stretched his tired body and then prepared to return to the office. But after taking a few steps, Hualin suddenly thought of something: "Eh? Where is my cat?"

Hualin was confused.