"Uncle Hei, it's time to wake up."
"Mm?"
Commander Fu Jian, who had just fallen asleep, opened his eyes warily. The mechanical eye emitted light, and his biological eye held a trace of confusion. This confusion rapidly shifted to astonishment.
The pain is gone?
The suffocating feeling due to brain modifications, as if being pressed underwater, was also greatly alleviated at this moment.
Even more, Fu Jian felt that the vision in his one eye had recovered, his brain felt much lighter, and his thinking had become nimble, as if he had returned to his vigorous middle years after just having undergone the modifications...
What's this?
Fu Jian sat up, his every movement exceedingly fluid, and he reached up to touch his cheek.
Still mechanical;
He had the surreal thought that he had returned to fifty or sixty years ago.
Fu Jian turned to look beside him, Wang Jixuan was putting on the White Demon Helmet of the X armor.
