Chapter 176
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Chapter 176: You Get the Opportunity, You…
“Mr. Luke, there are three questions that require your answers. Of course, for your personal safety, you only need to nod or shake your head.
“Question one: Even if the truth leads to a collapse of your worldview, you will still refuse to indulge in fantasy, correct?”
Luke nodded.
“Question two: Compared to physical pain, mental trauma is harder to heal, right?”
Luke nodded.
“Question three: Under certain circumstances, pain can accelerate thinking, correct?”
Luke nodded.
In the next instant, time in the operating room froze.
It felt as though a fragment of the world had been severed; while the flow of time outside remained unchanged, within this room of several dozen square meters, it had become a separate realm at this very moment.
Lin Qingliu activated both abilities of the Time pathway simultaneously.
Ephemeral and Slow Time overlapped, granting him an almost complete time-stop effect.
He slowly rose from his chair.
Inside the operating room, due to the slowed flow of time, the ceiling lights began to flicker rhythmically.
In the alternating light and shadow, Lin Qingliu’s body moved like a phantom to behind Luke.
—
Luke felt his body lose balance and instinctively turned his head to the right, only to find nothing there.
His entire right arm was now in the hands of the person hiding behind the chair, being handled as if it were a delicate artifact.
Meanwhile, blood gushed from the empty shoulder in rhythm with his heartbeat.
“Ah, ah!!”
A piercing scream echoed through the operating room.
The intense pain only fully registered in his mind at this moment; the shock and the surge of adrenaline had pushed Luke’s body into a state of near overdrive.
He could no longer remain calm and could not adhere to El’s request; with bloodshot eyes, he now only desired one thing: to kill the three people in front of him!
Even if it meant his own death, he would spare no effort!
Ability activate!
Luke extended his left hand, aimed it at the three people before him, and clenched his fist tightly.
Nothing happened.
Huh?
Luke’s thoughts suddenly slowed, struggling to comprehend why the three people before him were still alive and had not turned into a pile of mush.
He tightened his fist again and even made a punching motion.
For the vast majority of superpowered individuals, unleashing their ability instantly or maintaining a steady output is no easy feat.
Most abilities fluctuate like a river that is sometimes full and sometimes dry, always in flux.
Therefore, the training of superpowered individuals often involves psychological suggestion, using fixed movements or verbal cues to train their abilities to burst forth instantly or to output steadily.
But now, Luke had used everything he learned in his training; his left fingernail even pierced his palm, letting blood trickle down.
Why was nothing happening?
The Control of abilities comes from the brain; the limbs only serve as assistance. The loss of limbs only slightly affects the ability; one cannot completely lose it.
Luke could not understand.
Luke could not believe.
Luke could not accept.
In just a few seconds, Luke felt this world become strange, just as the other person said; his worldview seemed to begin to crumble.
Like a dying person who has lost their last will to live, weakness finally caught up with this Young Man who was already heavily injured.
He felt his body suddenly weaken, and he knelt on one knee, leaning forward and falling.
He had not lost consciousness; the intense pain kept him awake while also bringing him sounds from the outside world.
“Stop the bleeding and get him to the chair over there.”
Upon hearing the command, El immediately moved towards Luke. Seeing his leader move, Li Rui reacted quickly and followed closely behind.
The two began to treat Luke’s injuries with the medical supplies they had already prepared.
Lin Qingliu, holding onto that right arm, stood up from his chair and placed the arm into a corner of the operating room, where a container filled with nutrient solution sat.
After sealing the lid, he returned to his chair, waiting for the two to handle the already vulnerable Luke.
Crimson blood soaked through the gauze little by little, but Lin Qingliu was not worried about that.
Most superpowered individuals have better recovery abilities compared to ordinary people, even if their abilities are not related.
With his superb surgical skills and timely aid, Luke’s life would not be in danger in the short term.
Once the bandaging was complete, Luke was helped up from the ground.
El and Li Rui initially wanted to support him on both sides, but they suddenly realized that the chubby Young Man had only one arm left…
So, this task was deliver to the stronger Li Rui.
Once he finished helping, the two stood on either side of Luke like guards, each placing a hand on the other’s shoulder to prevent him from falling or tilting, then remained silent like statues.
El knew that talking too much would expose his illiteracy, and the information he possessed was not complete. By remaining quiet, he could at least maintain the impression of a tough guy.
As for Li Rui, he was just feeling nervous; after all, this Young Man, who now only had one arm, reminded him of some not-so-good memories.
To avoid feeling sentimental, he even chose to stand on Luke’s left side.
At this moment, Luke’s eyes were vacant, his lips pale, and his body trembled from the coldness of blood loss and severe injuries.
He sat slumped in the chair, as if waiting for death.
Watching this scene, Lin Qingliu suddenly felt a wave of emotion.
Indeed, abilities related to time are like hacks!
He gazed at Luke, who seemed to have endured torture, and slowly spoke up:
“You can speak now.
“I hope you remember my earlier questions and your own answers.”
These words seemed to trigger a switch, causing Luke’s eyes to start focusing; he appeared to gather some willpower anew.
His worldview was beginning to collapse, his body bore extreme pain, his spirit was weak, yet his thoughts remained clear.
And this was precisely the answer to the questions the other had just asked.
He slowly propped himself up, sitting in the chair:
“At the very least, don’t make me a fool.”
“Good, so where should we start talking?”
Lin Qingliu turned his chair, his hands in his white coat crossed over his chest, looking like a mad scientist villain from some otherworldly story.
“Let’s start from the fact that I just saved your life.”
Facing the suspicious gaze, Lin Qingliu suddenly lightly tapped his head, stood up from his chair, walked over to Luke, and then bent down to look at him from above:
“I’ve heard you’ve been looking for Devotees during this time?
“Congratulations, you’ve found them.”
