Chapter 43 Is It Warm on Me?

Mike wasn't very good at comforting children, but fortunately, the little girl calmed down on her own. In the end, he gave her a sleeping pill from the medical kit to let her rest.

"Troublesome." He sighed, looking at the girl who had fallen asleep on the bed. "No, if this continues, there will be trouble sooner or later. Why did she suddenly lose her mind today? Is it because of the aberrant tide? Or is it related to the so-called Holy Mountain anomaly? How is she connected to all this?"

Genesis Nest, Immortal Faith, Necro Cult, aberrant tide. It was like a huge web being woven together. And now it seemed that he was also getting deeper and deeper into this web.

Whether it was the strange mark in his palm, the potential puppet masters behind the scenes in the city, the crisis from the front line, or even his current family, everything was closely related.

But fortunately, the clues were slowly coming together.

The immediate priority was to find a way to resolve the crisis caused by this matter. Then, he could try to raise his status as much as possible. Maybe he could even figure out his parents' research within the Akashic Records system and how to cure his cancer.

He sat back in the chair and opened the supplies he had exchanged for today. Four divination chips recorded thunderstorm weather.

This was also thanks to Colonel Lisa, who helped him change the supplies. Otherwise, he would have had another bottle of useless energy solution in his hands. What was different this time was that there was a manual included in the supplies box.

The manual recorded the conditions for advancing to the second level.

First, the accumulation of life energy must reach one hundred percent. Second, the life energy must be completely fate-altered.

For any Evolutionary, the life energy in their body would form a cycle, not only determining their endurance in continuous combat but also deciding their output.

The so-called advancement meant accumulating life energy to the limit in the current cycle, which would then trigger a qualitative change from quantitative change, thus comprehensively undergoing a sublimation.

By then, the cycle of life would expand, and the released energy would be even stronger. In other words, more blue energy meant stronger output.

And when the life energy of an Evolutionary was completely fate-altered, it meant that they had completely mastered the use of their extraordinary power, integrating it and forming cell memory.

At this point, they could take the second step on the path of evolution. Glory Realm.

Mike's current accumulation of life energy might have already reached fifty percent, which was terrifying for a newcomer. It was theoretically impossible for his cancer cells to divide limitlessly.

And there was no need to worry about reducing his lifespan.

The only problem was that every day when the cancer pain struck, it was a forced practice, and he couldn't stop. If he continued like this, his life energy would accumulate to one hundred percent soon.

By then, he might scare himself to death.

"Does the divine tree's marrow serve as urine?" Mike shook his head, pinched a divination chip, and began his daily electric therapy.

The thunder attribute was indeed effective, but the process of cultivation was truly torturous. If others didn't know, they might think he was quitting an addiction.

After using four divination chips, he was almost paralyzed by the electricity. When he regained consciousness, his whole body was filled with electric currents, and every slight movement caused crackling sounds, leaving him sore all over.

Fortunately, the effect was significant. He could feel the thunder raging in his body. There was a faint electric light in his eyes. Now, he felt that he had become stronger. At least he could defeat Luther without using Dark Matter.

After digesting the rewards from this outing, the next step was the final preparation before the mission. He took out the equipment he needed from the supplies box. Night vision goggles, respirator, cold-proof clothing, close combat knife set, a modified shotgun, and an emergency medical kit, as well as twenty-four-hour military rations.

Finally, there was a heavy travel bag to hold everything.

The reason Mike wanted to go out on a mission this time was, of course, to consume more powerful Dark Matter for evolution. Secondly, he wanted to see what exactly the aberrant tide outside was.

Maybe he could find clues about the Genesis Nest evolution chain.

Especially the mark on his palm.

This thing is not simple. I don't know why it ended up in old John's hands.

"Sergeant Mike, please report to the sixth hangar for assembly!"

Fully armed and with a travel bag on his back, Mike was ready to leave. Before he left, he seemed to remember something. He turned back, tucked the sleeping girl in, and added a log to the fireplace.

Then he pushed the door open and left.

As the door gently closed, Isabelle opened her pale eyes.

There were still traces of blood on Mike's wrist, dripping onto the head of the bed.

The girl stared at the drop of blood, her expressionless face showing a sense of self-blame.

The camp was silent. Eric poked his head out from the bonfire and sneaked to the door of the house. Turning his head, he said, "Anne, did that 'abnormal species' leave?"

Anne had just fetched a bucket of water and replied, "Archbishop Lionel? He's already left and left a letter before he left. You can go find him anytime once you've figured it out. If it weren't for the High Priest summoning him, he would have slept at the door tonight."

Eric was surprised. "That 'abnormal species' is quite down-to-earth."

Anne asked tactfully, "Why are you so resistant to him?"

"I swear, that 'abnormal species' nearly blew me up!" Eric complained. "And he has intelligence issues."

"Huh?" Anne asked curiously.

"The 'abnormal species' said Noah's Organization needs me. As long as I become his student, both he and I can maximize our value. It's not just the effect of one plus one, but one times one!" Eric shrugged. "Isn't that a problem with his brain?"

"And a normal person, who walks like that?"

Anne didn't say anything. Although Eric's treatment would improve after becoming a mechanic, she still respected the boy's thoughts. Although they were nominally husband and wife, she took care of him like a younger brother.

"Hey, isn't this Anne? After her husband died, she was assigned to such a little brat. Do you want me to apply to the higher-ups to change your family?" A soldier in the camp passed by, reeking of unpleasant alcohol and cigarette smoke. After large-scale wars, these high-energy species would indulge themselves, smoking and drinking, and would become quite outspoken.

Anne didn't say anything, just pursed her lips and lowered her head, retreating to the side.

Eric, after hearing this, was furious and walked up to them, staring coldly.

When someone flirts with your wife, no one can bear it.

The soldiers recognized him and were also stunned. "Oh my god, isn't this the crazy guy's sidekick? Bad luck, let's go!"

Eric was stunned. The crazy guy they were talking about was Mike. And he had become a sidekick.

After a long silence, Eric suddenly asked, "Where's Mike?"

Anne said softly, "He's gone out on a mission. Before he left, he asked me to take care of her sister and told me to tell you... no matter if you go to Noah's Organization to be a mechanic or not, he respects your decision. As long as you're happy."

Upon hearing this, Eric squatted down silently, holding his head.

It seemed that he was too useless.

Mike, a patient, was risking his life every day.

He went out during the day to assist in the investigation and went out at night to execute missions.

Although they were the same age, Mike had to bear much more than himself.

After coming to Ember, Eric had wanted to take care of him.

But he didn't expect it to turn out like this.

Unwilling?

Of course, he was unwilling.

"Damn, where's the letter?"

Eric gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "If I get blown up, so be it. I'm going to find that 'abnormal species' and become a mechanic! I want to equip Mike! Give him the Six God Armor!"

Before he could finish his sentence, the garbage pile suddenly flipped open.

Eric was startled. What the hell, it's Old Six!

Archbishop Lionel's face was full of stains, smelling like an aberrant, and he laughed, "Haha, my good student, I'm here! I've been waiting for you to say that!"

"What the hell, weren't you summoned by the High Priest?"

"Summoned my ass. Unless you take him away, don't expect me to leave!"

"So you're lurking in the garbage pile?"

"How else can I make you relax your guard, haha!"

Archbishop Lionel danced around, and a group of mechanics swarmed in from the corner. They danced and jumped on the spot like a group of lunatics coming out of a mental hospital.

Yet, these lunatics had a very noble status.

The huge contrast was hard to accept for a moment.

Eric looked at the guy's sly smile and felt disillusioned with life.

He had only seen pictures of yellow weasels online before. But he had never seen what they looked like in real life. And today, he witnessed it.

The helicopter roared on the tarmac, its propellers whistling through the cold wind.

It was damn cold!

Mike pushed forward against the fierce wind, feeling like his head was about to be blown off. Luckily, wearing night vision goggles, he could keep his eyes open and saw a tall and graceful female officer in front of him.

"Come here."

Seeing him shivering, Lisa beckoned to him.

In such cold weather, this female major was only wearing a tight-fitting dark green military uniform. The open collar revealed the straps of her vest and her snow-white, delicate skin. A belt with a dagger wrapped around her waist, accentuating her slender waist, and a pair of long legs wrapped in trousers, which were also very eye-catching.

She didn't bring anything except for a huge iron bow on her back.

As Mike approached her, he felt a warmth.

It was as comfortable as warming up by the fireplace.

In addition, he could also smell a warm fragrance.

"Is it warm?" Lisa raised her red lips. "Is this the advantage of the fire attribute?"

Mike sighed, "I envy you."

"The fire attribute also belongs to the astrological system, and it is relatively rare," Lisa said, crossing her arms and squinting her beautiful eyes. "Moreover, the fire attribute is highly versatile. Not only can it be used in combat, but it can also overcome various harsh conditions. Of course, the cost of the fire attribute is becoming irritable and prone to hormonal imbalances... Some even slander us fire attribute evolutionaries for having low intelligence, which is pure nonsense."

Mike was stunned. "Isn't Captain Williams also a fire attribute? Why doesn't anyone say he has low intelligence?"

Lisa also paused, then looked at him coldly.

Mike's scalp tingled and he tried to make up for it, "Because he is cunning and scheming!"

Lisa nodded slightly. "Yes, we are kind-hearted."

After that, she went behind the boy and opened his travel bag.

"What are you doing?"

"Don't move."

Lisa packed all the military food and skincare products in the cabin into his bag. "I don't like to carry a backpack when I go out. You'll be responsible for these things. Consider it as your reward for bringing you in."

Mike felt the bag had become much heavier.

"Do you still need skincare products when you go out on a mission?"

He was dumbfounded.

"Of course, I'm a woman. Even if I'm a soldier, I still need to pay attention to skincare!"

Lisa snorted, "Be careful, my skincare products are expensive!"

Mike had read an article a long time ago.

It said that there were two possibilities when a girl was willing to let you carry her things.

Either she trusted you and felt close to you.

Or she treated you as a lickspittle tool.

When Eric pursued girls, it was like this. Every time they went to a comic convention, she would ask him to come along, hand over a bunch of heavy stuff to him, and then go eat with everyone else without inviting him.

It wasn't until she officially announced her relationship with her boyfriend that Eric realized he had been played.

At this moment, the remaining senior officers had also arrived one after another, including their first-class soldiers. Everyone stood in the cold wind, shivering.

Among these people, Mike didn't recognize most of them.

Except for Jack.

This guy had been having a tough time recently, always wearing a stern face and not saying a word.

"Now that everyone is here, let's officially announce the mission."

Lisa snapped her fingers, and a drone projected an image of the aberrant in the darkness.

The moment Mike saw that guy, his eyes lit up.

What a cool aberrant!