Su Mo caught a glimpse of the woman watching him from the corner of his eyes. He strode forward and came close to the operation table.
The soldier quietly lay on the table.
Countless memories flashed through Lin Feng’s mind as death closed in on him.
He had an identical childhood to most people as if crafted in the same mold.
Later in life, he coincidentally got into designing and acquired himself a skill that could make a living.
Since he transmigrated into the wasteland, he and his sister lived a life full of anxiety, similar to most humans in the wasteland.
They aimlessly wandered around and joined the Tundra Refuge by chance, earning themselves a place to stay.
His memories flashed by quickly, and the pictures in his mind gradually blurred out, becoming hard for him to identify.
In a trance, Lin Feng seemed to have traveled to another dimension and landed on higher ground, looking down from high up.
It was a dark night.
Almost everywhere within his sight was filled with ships, humans, and flame torches on the majestic blue ocean.
Everyone beamed with joy as they prepared for the large feast that was to be held in the evening.
However, no matter how much these people tried to conceal their movements, Lin Feng, who watched them from a third-person perspective, could see their eyes occasionally focused in one direction.
It was a ship.
It was a terrifying giant ship made of steel that was twenty to thirty meters high and nearly a hundred meters long.
Lin Feng recognized the ship, but the image blurred once again. The scene cleared up as the night passed, and the next day arrived.
The numerous humans he could see on the deck and the crowd’s chatter had disappeared, but the giant deck he saw previously remained in sight.
On the deck, Lin Feng saw himself laughing with his younger brother.
He was a young man with joy written all over his face.
An ordinary human that was full of fantasies and hope.
Beside him, his younger brother had a wide grin, seemingly filled with expectations of a better future.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Time was running out for him as the frequency of bioelectric simulation began to increase rapidly.
The duration of each memory in his head was cut short. His heartbeat began to drop rapidly, and the image in front of him became cluttered.
He saw himself unable to sleep at night because of being selected for training as an expedition team member due to his outstanding performance.
He saw his brother excitedly jump up and down after he informed him about finally receiving a fixed salary so that both of them would not have to worry about food.
He saw a young man training hard, doubling down on his savings so that his parents would be proud of him when they transmigrated over to the wasteland.
The last thing he saw was a radiating soul that was not willing to succumb to the disaster and hardships in the wasteland, rising toward the sky and then descending back to the ground.
A bell rang in his head, and drowsiness began to overwhelm him.
‘I’m so sleepy!’
The thought flashed in his mind, and Lin Feng closed his eyes, prepared to fall asleep in the next second.
Suddenly, a voice abruptly popped up in his mind, interrupting all the bell chimes in his head.
“Lin Feng, when I went to save Liu Peiqiang, I remember that you were there at the forefront.
“Do you remember the first thing I said when we brought him back?”
Such words should not have been conveyed so clearly in his chaotic mind.
However, for some unknown reason, Lin Feng felt a vigorous vitality growing within him and along with words from the void.
The memories that disappeared also began to resurface under deliberate guidance.
“The first thing you said?”
Lin Feng was startled as the faint voice sounded again from the void.
“Today, I’ll say it one more time.
“Without my permission, no one under my protection in this territory is allowed to die!”
Boom!
A dazzling light erupted, and black starlight began to pour out from the scroll, beginning to construct a miraculous scene in the treatment ward!
Lin Feng’s body was engulfed in the starlight, and his wounds began to instantly heal up. Even the blood on his left leg quickly dried up.
Within thirty seconds, Lin Feng, who had almost passed, was able to sit up from the operation table miraculously.
Except for his left leg, which was blown into pieces and missing, no other parts of his body looked like they had suffered any injuries!
Such powers were utterly beyond the scope of human cognition.
Those present had their jaws wide open, not knowing whether they should scream in fear or rejoice. It was as if gods and demons had descended right before their eyes.
“I… Am I alive again?”
Lin Feng raised his hands and touched his smooth, jade-like face.
His expression was full of disbelief. He could not believe that he could go against fate and have another chance in life.
As for his missing left leg, he simply did not pay any attention to it.
After all, who would care about a missing leg if he could have his life back!
“Unfortunately, it’s impossible to save your leg. I’ll arrange for Lu Kuan to make you a mechanical leg when we return to the territory.
“You’re quite talented but definitely not suited for combat. I’m sure you would be a perfect fit in h handling the internal affairs of the village!”
Lin Feng raised his head at the familiar voice and saw Su Mo’s smiling face.
He was stunned momentarily and tried to open his mouth to speak but had suddenly lost the ability to utter a single word.
Immediately, he turned his head to see the people surrounding him.
The sight before him was much more exaggerated than he had expected. Among his fellow comrades, he saw the undisguised envy and rejoicing expression on their faces.
He was able to catch sight of a familiar expression that was in the eyes of those they had held captive. It was a feeling that he himself had just experienced more than a month ago.
It was…
Enthusiasm!
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