After a few days, as the old man said, Cheng Mo's body recovered very quickly.

This made Cheng Mo wonder. He never seemed to have recovered so quickly when he was injured, and he had not been seriously injured before.

Why did the injury that was relatively serious this time and last time recover faster? It doesn't make sense.

He is now on his way to the training ground and has just walked into the door.

From a distance, I saw a figure sweating profusely, and Fang Tieta's tall figure stood aside to direct.

The person who trained was Li Jianjian.

This was the first time Cheng Mo saw him training so hard. Even though he was full of the "smelling sweat" he hated the most, he never thought of a way to be lazy.

He still remembered that Li Jianjian said to himself very seriously on the day he was discharged from the hospital: "Cheng Mo, I was too naive before, and I thought, I had to train well."

"Miss Lianxi said I would become stronger, I can't let her down, and..." He turned around, "I never want to have such a thing again..."

"I want to be stronger."

Li Jianjian really regrets that he underestimates the superpowers too much.

He never realized that the superpowers of punishment are human beings after all, and their lives are just as fragile.

If his superpower practices are better and faster, will he at least have time to rescue Miss Lianxi?

If he could be stronger, would he at least not be able to help with anything, but instead he would need Miss Lianxi to save him?

Unfortunately, there is no if.

Cheng Mo stood quietly at the door, watching Li Jianjian training desperately.

It seems that he is really different from before.

Cheng Mo turned around and left, but he still didn't bother him anymore. This was great.

Walking out of the training ground, I saw the snow coming towards me.

"You're here," she said.

Cheng Mo stopped: "Is there a task?"

"Well, that's what you can say." Chu Xue paused slightly, looked up at his eyes, "The top management of T·C wants to see you."

Cheng Mo felt a little nervous. Did they find something?

But he said calmly on the surface: "Is it about the seven major sins?"

Chuxue shook her head gently: "No, it was the school's previous job."

The school...is it because I offended the principal?

Cheng Mo asked: "Did they say what's wrong with me?"

"No."

"But you won't go alone, Mo Yu and I will go with you." Chuxue added: "When you face them, try not to be caught in the handle of your words, and be tough when it's time to be tough."

"Mo Yu and I will never let them be bad for you, so just rest assured."

After whispering, she saw that Cheng Mo was still very calm, so she continued: "Go back and change to a formal dress. Those people... are more particular."

Cheng Mo nodded, walked forward, and passed by her.

After walking a few steps, he stopped again and looked back at the girl: "Chuxue, are they related to the Holy Cage?"

Chuxue replied without any hesitation: "Yes."

"Then... I should have walked out of the holy cage before."

Chuxue turned around and looked at him quietly: "So, do you want to go back?"

"I don't want to." Cheng Mo answered very simply.

"Then we won't let them keep you, I promise."

Cheng Mo also quietly looked at Chuxue's purple eyes and nodded after a long time: "That's good."

He turned around and left, and with this promise, he seemed to have really settled down.

After a while, Cheng Mo, wearing formal clothes, came to the first area, the core location of the three safety areas, along with Chuxue and Mo Yu.

When he saw the steel castle in front of him, Cheng Mo was indeed shocked.

The castles on Jiefeng Mountain are not as exaggerated as this scale!

The castle of T·C accounts for more than half of the area of ​​the first district, and the so-called joint conference office composed of heads of various countries is just a small palace.

Of course, it is relatively small, and the size of the palaces of the United Conference is no less than the white palaces of a major Western country.

But compared with T.C's castle, it is still very different.

Cheng Mo and Chuxue came to the castle. The other party seemed to be ready and the door slowly opened.

Listening to this series of mechanical sounds, you will know how many complicated processes the gate has. The defense here is really strict.

Cheng Mo estimated that with this thick gate and various weapons on the exterior wall, even if he encountered tens of thousands of alienated species attacks, he could defend himself here.

Of course, the psychics are a different matter, but it is probably necessary to break through the seven major sins.

When the gate opened, there was a bright red carpet inside, leading directly to the main hall of the castle. On both sides of the carpet were neatly lined up guards.

These "guards" are fully armed, wrapped tightly from head to toe, holding weapons similar to submachine guns in their hands.

They were just quietly placed on both sides, but they gave Cheng Mo a feeling of discomfort - the fluctuations in these people were very depressing.

A little boy with red eyes met them, but his tender voice said something stern: "Welcome to the guests from one-half world, King has been waiting for you for a long time."

This child looks about the same age as No. 9, but his energy is full and he has a perfect smile on his face.

Chuxue just nodded slightly to him, and then led Cheng Mo and the others forward along the red carpet.

The first snow is at the forefront, Cheng Mo is in the middle, and Mo Yu is at the end. The three of them keep a tacit understanding and moving forward.

The little boy followed them, looking at Cheng Mo with red eyes, and finally couldn't help but speak:

"No. 0~ Long time no see."

Cheng Mo's heart moved slightly and looked at him calmly: "Which number are you?"

"Hey, don't you remember me?" The little boy frowned, looking very aggrieved, "I'm number ten, we used to play together~"

Cheng Mo was a little away from him without a trace: "Sorry, I don't remember."

No.9 once told him some friends who were better at playing, but never mentioned No.10.

Moreover, this child feels different from No. 9, and he has a dangerous aura on his body.

No.10 didn't care about his alienation, and still said naively: "It's okay~ Even if you forget it, it doesn't matter. We can still become friends again in the future!"

Cheng Mo did not answer, Chuxue and Mo Yu did not speak, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment.

Fortunately, they had arrived at the entrance of the hall.

After entering the hall, No. 10 was obviously much more obedient, walking without looking sideways, and stop talking.

Cheng Mo looked at the person sitting high on the throne on the steps ahead.

This must be "King".

It was a middle-aged man with a big beard, wearing a gorgeous Western aristocratic costume, a golden crown, and a scepter.

Wearing such a retro outfit under a modern special forces guard dressed in a guard dressed in a modern special forces force, it is a bit funny no matter how you look at it, but Cheng Mo didn't want to laugh at it.

Because the hall is filled with several dangerous auras!
Chapter completed!