Steel Steam and Flame

When I woke up, I found that the light was not turned off. It may be that the body is too tired, and there is still a dazzling feeling in the eyes. The physical rest is far from complete, but mentally it has reached saturation earlier. In addition to having not eaten anything for three days, the dripping throat now feels like burning thirst, and the mouth seems to be chewing on tasteless sand. The stomach bag is also empty, only the more acidic acid is filled. A stomach has been eroding the tough stomach bag.

I woke up entirely because of hunger and thirst, Cassia looked at the big bronze bell in front of the bed and thought that it showed that it was only three o'clock in the morning, and it shouldn't be the time to wake up alone.

But no longer sleepy, Cassia got up and drank the cold water in the small kettle after a few days. There were three glasses in total, but he had not replenished the water needed in the body. Instead, because of the cold water flowing into the stomach, the hunger that could have been endured became more uncomfortable because of the peristalsis of the stomach pouch.

I could only walk into the bathroom and endure such an uncomfortable feeling. I finished washing early and took a shower with hot water. Barely changing into the usual casual clothes, Cassia didn't know if food was still provided in the cafeteria. But hot water for consumption should be provided at any time.

Taking the small kettle, cup and passcard, Cassia first filled the bathroom with a pot of water, thinking that if there was no one there, there would be no problem drinking the water from the bathroom. Although the military school has reminded them not to drink the water in the bathroom just because of the simplicity of the picture, there is no special reason for Cassia to come here, but the school wants them to develop a good habit.

The school was extremely deserted at night, and the lights in the hallways of the dormitories were also cool. The slippers stepping on the corridor made a "da da" sound, and the echo from the opposite mountain wall could be heard in the quiet night. It seems that the feeling of walking into the factory at night is the same. A person carrying a kerosene lamp, the dim light can barely cover a person's shadow, and the surrounding is full of creeping darkness. The sound of footsteps and breathing are in the enclosed spacious factory. Exceptionally loud.

The dormitories lined up on one side of the corridor all have metal doors closed. Looking at the other side, the whole picture of them cannot be seen clearly under the school lights. More buildings have turned into black curtains with the same background, melting into one with the Blanco Mountains.

It took a few minutes to go to the cafeteria, and Cassia was surprised to ran into a few students in training clothes under the roadside lights, not knowing what grade they were in. But the face is still very young. They were walking towards the training grounds scattered all over the military school, and they seemed to have just got up early to train in advance.

It was crazy, Cassia poured out the water in the kettle and sighed while drinking hot water. The canteen door was wide open, and there were bright lights inside, but no staff was still inside, except for the water dispenser that had been working. I drank a few glasses of water again in one breath, the strong acid in the stomach pouch was also diluted a lot, the unbearable feeling of hunger was relieved a lot at this time, and my throat was satisfied at this time. There is still no taste in the mouth, but the saliva also starts to secrete normally.

Now I don’t have the mood to go back to the dormitory and continue to sleep, because I’m only tired of my body, and I can get a good rest even when I sit half-lying on a chair in the dining hall. I don't know why the spirit is so excited, and the speed of recovery is so fast that Cassia is surprised.

Is it the result of surgery, or is it because of the normal performance after the surgery has entered the middle stage? Cassia doesn't have any experience, and now there is no one to ask around, so she can only think about it by herself.

I thought it would be summer vacation after the prom, but there was no summer vacation at the military school, and the only time to go back was a one-month winter vacation. In this way, Cassia's plan to go back to see her mother and sister Lilia during the summer vacation was completely unsuccessful.

"Wait." Cassia closed her eyes and muttered to herself, her relaxed body did not want to move any more, and her eyelids did not want to open again. After turning his eyes for a long time, the illusion left by the light in the detention center still had a weak effect, and I didn't feel that I was in the dark when I closed my eyes.

Then he just fell asleep leaning on the chair. As for when and how he fell asleep, Cassia had no impression.

When I opened my eyes, there were already a few sparse people around, and they were eating a simple breakfast. Looks like those people who got up early in the morning and went to the training ground.

The kettle was not covered, and the water in it was already cold. After resting again for about three hours, the body began to regain some vitality, and the spirit was still extremely excited. Putting her sitting posture upright, Cassia put her hands on the dining table in front of her, and after drinking a glass of cold water, the thoughts in her mind seemed to continue the questions she had thought before going to bed.

Why is my spirit so excited, and it has recovered so much that I am surprised. He gradually felt the specialness of his body, which was a conclusion drawn from comparison with other surgeons in the same period. It's like the performance of the mentally abnormal people in the detention center. Although they did not attack Cassia together, they also attacked in groups. I originally thought that even if I could solve everyone, I would at least be physically harmed. But it turned out that he paid a very small price for him to remove everyone's hands and feet.

Those people are mentally disordered, they will only act on their own instincts, facing Cassia, who is cautious and knows how to study, naturally they have no advantage. Just like a good matador facing a mad cow in rage, he can let the mad cow die slowly and painfully from start to finish.

But Cassia felt that this was only a one-sided reason. The mad cow was just a representative of empty and powerful, and the main reason would not be the mad cow.

When did you become an excellent matador? This seems to be the main reason.

While thinking about it, Cassia walked to the front window for food. In the surprised eyes of the staff, Cassia ordered food for a few people, and then steadily took them and sat down in a remote corner. Wearing cool short-sleeved clothes that are common in summer, when Cassia puts down the food, a faint bulge can be seen in the muscles of the upper and lower elbows. Those are the two inhibitory tubes transplanted into the arm muscles, and Cassia can clearly read the feeling of being left in her own brain. Because it is almost about to be integrated with one's own body, if this kind of sensation is not specifically felt, they have become instinctive sensations, they have been automatically shielded by the nerves inside the brain.

Sure enough, the final reason still points to himself. Cassia gulped his food and thought, and I will become like this, and it really is related to the Sukarius transaction. But at this stage, I think there is no chance to enter my dream again. It is also impossible to ask Sukarius about things that he has not mentioned.

Will I become a monster in the end? Suddenly, Cassia thought this way, and the movement of chewing food in her mouth stopped for a moment.

Even if it becomes a monster, I think this time will be at least very long. Cassia comforted herself, and then swallowed the contents of the plate in a few mouthfuls, filled a pot of hot water, and returned to her dormitory. Lying on the bed, he chose to read a book to solve the state of mental excitement and physical fatigue.

In this way, the remaining few days ~www.ltnovel.com~ of course met with Ye Jielin and others, and talked about all aspects. But more Cassia chose to hide.

It was at noon on the last day of the five-day period that Beiqi said that the specific content of the task was sent late.

Without the slightest preparation, Cassia even forgot to apply for the firearms and went to the parking garage with the printed paper of the task notice. An ordinary limo opened the door and waited for him, a total of two people. A driver, a middle-aged man, smokes a cigarette while waiting, and will throw out a big smoke ring. When Cassia passed by, it happened to see him waiting in such a pastime.

Another, like an ordinary young man who had just returned home from work on the steam factory assembly line, had round eyes with a low degree of power, which Cassia thought was an unnecessary thing. The young man sat on the side of the back seat of the car. He was very quiet. He nodded vigorously when he saw Cassia. Next to the young man, there was a black metal box about the size of an adult, with a code lock, and it was tightly closed.

"Hey, Baron Cassia, hurry up, we can't catch up with this class of airships!" The middle-aged smoking man watched Cassia ran over, quickly squeezed out the cigarette, and threw it into the trash bin beside. Instructed Cassia to get in the car quickly. (To be continued.)