When leaving the Specter Fiends Asylum, Lu Bu'er did feel a bit reluctant, for he was eager to know what kinds of species were imprisoned within the so-called Asylum.
Maybe the Dark Matter in the palm of his hand could evolve further.
Unfortunately, without a suitable opportunity, he had no choice but to let it go.
Compared to the evolution of Dark Matter, his own safety was more important. If he acted rashly and someone noticed, he might very well be directly expelled from humanity.
Rather endure and stabilize his development for now.
Especially since he had just achieved a merit and even had the company of a beautiful female officer.
He should enjoy the present.
However, ten minutes later, he regretted it.
"Fuck."
Even with Lu Bu'er's tolerance, he couldn't help but gasp for air. He lay on the hospital bed topless, all the stitched wounds cracking open.
"Major, are you really good at removing stitches?"
"Of course, we at the front lines all know how to deal with wounds."
