At the same time, the night doctor's stronghold outside the city.

Because more and more night doctors were gathered, the scale of this stronghold was quickly expanded in a short period of time.

At this moment, in the corridor of the temporary building, all the night doctors passing by stopped, holding the files in their hands, staring at Lin Neng who was squirming in the corridor in a daze.

They naturally recognized the boy at a glance, the young man who made a big splash in the City of Curses not long ago.

But at this moment.

But Lynn was like a caterpillar, his chest and chin rubbed against the ground, and his knees were skillfully flexing and stretching back and forth, wriggling along the corridor one by one.

"Hello, this uncle, long time no see you~"

"Uh, you're good too... need help? Are you not afraid of hitting something when you squirm like this?"

"No, I have the brakes."

“…”

"Hello, this sister, I am the sexy young man who led you out of the encirclement. Do you still remember me?"

"Uh... Remember, Mr. Lynn, you crawl like this... won't you hiccup..."

"No, I have no breasts."

“…”

Lin En wriggled with a smile, greeting the night doctors passing by happily.

I didn't care about my strange movements at all.

Zuo Zuo was already embarrassed and almost used his fingers to pull out three bedrooms and one living room. He could only bury his palm on the ground, pretending that he was an ordinary left hand, and trying not to attract attention.

Finally, when Lynn finished saying hello, Zuozuo finally raised his hand tremblingly and said tremblingly:

"Brave, why can you greet people so normally?! Do you not feel embarrassed at all?! This will attract a lot of strange gazes from people!"

Lynn used his chin to provide himself with micro-moment forward, and helped him hold his eyes on a single piece of eyes and said seriously:

"Awkwardness is always relative, and why do you feel embarrassed? Squirming is not a rare way to move. If you really want to say embarrassing words, I remember back then, my teacher took me out to practice medicine. In order to train our mood, we took off our clothes and stabbed them into the crowd, and went one by one with all kinds of female ghosts..."

"Ah-ah-don't say it! Don't let me think of that outrageous picture!!"

Zuozuo (≧口≦)o scratched the air randomly, and the goose bumps in his hands were blown up.

Lin En helped her monocle glasses and calmly said:

"That's why I said that you have not practiced enough. The state of mind is to constantly break through the limits to improve. If it were not for the strict training from the teacher at the beginning, how could I have such excellent spiritual tolerance as I am now?"

"You are not spiritual tolerance! You should be a pervert index!!"

Ignoring Zuo Zuo's yelling and complaining without reason, Lin Neng made a quick turn, suddenly braked with an extreme brake, stopped in front of a wooden door, raised his head and said:

"At this time, it should be Sir Aiwen's temporary office."

Zuozuo looked left and right in shock and said, "I don't want to ask about the other heads, but I just want to know how you did so quickly and accurately brake? You were so fast just now!"

Lin En helped her monocle glasses and said slowly: "A man's talent, why bother asking if you have a female hand?"

Said.

Lynn raised his hand and thumped the door.

Then the voice of the familiar gentle young man came from inside.

"Please come in."

Lin En immediately opened the door and crawled in. As soon as he entered, he immediately saw the noble young man sitting suspended on the ground in the room. His whole body emitted a slight green light, elegant and handsome, wearing the clothes of a medieval aristocrat, and was gently adjusting the one in front of him...

wheelchair.

"Sir Aiwen, what are you doing?"

Lynn squirmed in curiously, and a back mantis legs closed the door.

Sir Aiwen turned her eyes and saw Lin Neng squirming in. A gentle smile appeared in her eyes. One by one, mechanical parts were slowly floating, and according to his intentions, they were accurately assembled on the wheelchair.

He stood up, brushed his hand with a smile, and said gracefully: "I have prepared for you. Although I have used the mistress's potion for you, the curse will not explode so violently, but if you want to completely eliminate it, you still have to wait for their natural decomposition."

His voice makes people feel like spring breeze.

Lynn admits.

Sir Aiwen's handsomeness is indeed comparable to herself, and it is hard to tell the difference.

"How can you be so embarrassed?" Lin En touched the back of his head with emotion and sighed:

"I think it's okay to squirt, and the wheelchair is really something that makes me a little..."

Lynn touched the wheelchair, and the panel of the wheelchair immediately appeared in front of him.

【Cyber ​​Technology: Individual auxiliary device (modification)】

【Quality】: Legend-

[Type]: A magically modified wheelchair car with high-tech individual combat equipment.

[Introduction]: The Cyber ​​series of psychic wheelchairs created by Sir Aiwen can be psychic-tuned with consciousness after being equipped. The maximum speed can reach fifteen times the speed of sound. It has the ability to transform into external armor, which can improve the user's strong armor. The psychic resonance device equipped can improve the user's good mental resistance. Moreover, because it is equipped with a special energy collection device, it can automatically collect energy from the surrounding space when it is stagnated.

“…”

Lin En nodded quickly and said, "I really feel a little happy! I really like it!"

As he said that, Lin Neng grabbed the railing of the wheelchair, and a waist-horse was integrated into one, rotating 270 degrees, and landed steadily and seriously on the wheelchair, and fastened his seat belt.

"Thank you, Sir Aiwen, you are so considerate. To be honest, my dream since I was a child is to own a wheelchair of my own. Today I really got what I want!"

Lynn was very (*￣︶￣) and comfortable.

Zuozuo: "…"

Sir Aiwen: "…"

Skipping off those slightly awkward expressions, Sir Aiwen regained her smile and floated up, saying:

"I originally wanted to send it to you in person, but I didn't expect you to come by yourself. It seems that the curse of losing fighting spirit has been temporarily lifted by you, right?"

Lynn was sitting in a wheelchair, holding on to monocles and said seriously:

"Well, I still have the ability to lift the limited-time curse several times. If I use it all, I can control at least half of the curse's impact on me."
Chapter completed!