No matter what it was, as long as it could regenerate his broken limbs, it was fine.
However, the regeneration of broken limbs was heaven-defying. How was that possible?
Su Xiaolu frowned. She thought of a possibility, unless the laws of the world were abnormal.
It was just like the apocalypse novels that she had read all night in her previous life. If the world became like that, ordinary people would start to activate their superpowers. It was not impossible for their broken limbs to regenerate.
However, this probability was equivalent to the destruction of the world. At the very least, it would not happen before they died of old age.
Su Xiaolu frowned because she felt that it was not impossible. After all, in her previous life, she had witnessed global diseases with her own eyes. There seemed to be nothing impossible in this world, including the apocalypse.
"Xiaolu, what are you thinking?"
