Dr. Connors joined.
Although he still had a lot of questions and concerns in his heart.
First of all, the blueprint of the perfect serum moved him.
Second, he had no other choice!
On one hand, the research was completed. His arm returned to a normal state, and he had a scientific research result that could benefit future generations.
On the other hand, he could do nothing and be thrown into prison with a bad name.
Between these two choices, he chose the former!
That was all!
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It was another early morning. Midsummer Night stood on the roof, looked at the morning sun in the distance, and gently exhaled.
His palms danced gently. He had already mastered every move of the boxing technique. It was natural to move according to his heart!
When the last move fell, Midsummer Night closed his eyes slightly, but he didn't notice that at this moment, a Tai Chi symbol quietly appeared in front of him, but it only lasted for a moment before it disappeared.
When he opened his eyes, he was still muttering to himself, "I always feel that every time I practice Tai Chi, the energy in my body becomes more active."
He didn't take it seriously. He had been persisting in this boxing technique. Even when he went to save the steel brat, he didn't give up.
Even when he was locked in the cave, he had to practice it every day.
This also made Tonny and Ethan even more certain that he was a "psycho."
Unlike other times, this morning, Midsummer Night didn't directly go downstairs after practicing. Instead, he closed his eyes and the scenes of the battle with the lizardmen appeared in his mind.
His terrifying memory allowed him to remember every detail.
Overall, he performed well. He basically used all the abilities he had.
However, there was no doubt that the lizardmen were powerful. Even if Midsummer Night used all his strength, he still couldn't cause much damage to them.
It was thanks to the little spider's help. If Midsummer Night was alone, he would most likely be dead.
But there was one detail that Midsummer Night couldn't ignore.
That was his unusual … left hand!
The first time it happened was during the battle in the sewer.
At that time, he had used his stiletto to sneak attack the lizardman, but the lizardman had clamped his arm, making it impossible for him to escape.
In the nick of time, he tried to collect the lizardmen, but the Disassembling Machine's notification was [Collection Failed].
The same thing happened in the battle on the rooftop of the Audi Group.
Moreover, every single time he failed, a layer of spatial ripples would ripple out from the point of contact between his body and the other's body. Moreover, a miraculous force would erupt and blast the other's body away.
These two incidents made Midsummer Night realize one thing.
First of all, his disassembler's space collection was not limitless.
Judging from the fact that he had failed to collect the lizardmen and succeeded in collecting the baldy, the target's condition was probably one of the criteria.
The reason why Baldy Qiang could be easily subdued was most likely because he was knocked unconscious by Hulk.
The lizardmen's abilities weren't necessarily stronger than the baldy's, but because they were in a clear-headed state, there was a subtle clash between the decomposing machine's collection abilities.
As a result, some kind of spatial energy was triggered, causing ripples in the space, and the lizardmen were blasted away.
This was the origin of Midsummer Night's "powerful left hand."
"If I can flexibly use this move in battle, it might have a very interesting effect … Well, isn't this the" knockback "effect?"
At the same time, Midsummer Night was also thinking that he really needed to take some time to verify some things.
For example, the collection limit of the disassembling machine.
Also, was there a limit to his flashing ability to fly in the air?
What was the limit?
Otherwise, one day, while he was flying in the air, he would fall and become a pile of mud. He wouldn't even have the face to complain about it when he died.
[Disassembling Machine upgrade complete!]
Just as Midsummer Night had this thought, this notification suddenly appeared in front of him!
"Hmm …"
Midsummer Night didn't take it seriously. He turned around and went downstairs.
So what if the upgrade was completed? What else could it do?
Did it want him to celebrate it or something?
F * ck!
You didn't even tell me that you upgraded for so long. Don't you know how long I've been waiting for you to upgrade?
Not only was Midsummer Night not happy, but he also went downstairs with a stomach full of complaints.
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Banna's Hulk name no longer existed. Instead, it became "hospitable."
This guy was really hospitable!
Every day, he would think about what to eat and how to eat. He would go into the kitchen and come out with all kinds of delicious food in his hands. This was also a magical ability.
Because of his sensitive identity, Dr. Connors couldn't leave the laboratory.
All the people going in and out were Banner delivering the food. His cold and aloof face had long since disappeared, revealing his charmingly naive and naive true face.
After eating breakfast with Banna, Midsummer Night went out.
If the disassembling machine hadn't been upgraded, he would have had to do research with Dr. Connors in the laboratory and deduce data.
However, now that the disassembling machine had been upgraded, Midsummer Night couldn't control his disintegrating soul.
On the way, Midsummer Night planned to disassemble the weapons he got from the freedom fighters.
He roughly sorted out his gains. There were a total of 312 rifles, pistols, and submachine guns!
There were a total of 216 bayonets and knives.
Grenades, mines, and other weapons couldn't be disassembled, so he didn't count them.
He didn't get any sniper rifles or RPGs. These people didn't carry such weapons with them.
Even so, this was still a shocking number. Otherwise, why would the freedom fighters go crazy?
Losing weapons every day had left a shadow in their hearts.
Moreover, with such a large number of weapons being lost, if it wasn't a ghost, what else could it be?
Although Xia Ye was no longer interested in the broken Battle Soul, it could be said to be negligible to him. It could be said to be negligible.
However, the skill books within these weapons were still very important to Midsummer Night.
He casually picked up a weapon and was about to disassemble it when a prompt popped up from the disassembling machine. Midsummer Night was slightly taken aback.
[Do you want to disassemble a rifle-type weapon (White)?]
"Eh?"
Midsummer Night blinked. "What does that mean?"
A thought flashed through his mind. He felt that the street was not a suitable place. Thus, he found a deserted alley and entered it. Then, he started searching for the guns.
As expected, a prompt popped up for each gun. However, the words in parentheses at the end were different.
Among the 312 weapons, 216 bayonets and knives, most of them were White!
The rest were all Blue!
The only 'Purple' was the set of armor he got from the Steel Brat.
"This … could it be the level of the equipment?"