Countless scenes of the two people getting along with each other flashed through his mind. Soshiyang murmured and rubbed his head with his knuckles, trying to drive out the distracting thoughts. He even doubted whether the Chaos Evil God had tampered with him, and maybe he should have asked Kayang to thoroughly check it out for him.
Dij Katona noticed his abnormality and spoke:
"Captain, you seem to have something to worry about? If it is convenient, maybe I have a way to help you solve it."
Soshiyang put down the cup with a wry smile.
"I'm afraid you can't solve this problem... I won't say this anymore. Is there anything you are going to ask me for?"
"Actually nothing big is going on."
As he said that, the entourage of Rizha Sage took out a data board and handed it to Soshiyang.
Soshiyang took about ten seconds to take a look at the thing on the data board, and then put it down with a smile.
"You don't have to be so polite."
"We may have had some misunderstandings before, and these are just small gifts to resolve the misunderstandings."
"What are the misunderstandings there, I always believe that Riza is an ally with good relations."
Hearing this, Dij Katona secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Soshiyan had just called them friends before, but now he changed his words to an ally, which means he had let go of Dij Katona's previous actions.
This generous gift is indeed useful. Although it hurts, it finally brought the situation back.
"Things negotiated with you about those plasma weapons..."
"Our agreement is still valid. Katona Sage, you don't have to worry, you just have to wait for the matter in front of you to be handled."
"What's in front of you-"
Dij Katona's tone became slow.
"About stc template."
"The process of this matter has been decided."
"Of course, a fair decision."
Dige Katona noticed the smile on Soshyan's face. He guessed that the other party had seen the hint on the data board before. Although he could not guarantee anything, he was at least a little confident.
"Then I won't bother the commander of the battle."
After Reza Sage left, Soshiyan also left the conference room. Today he would not see any outsiders again because he needed to visit a brother.
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Falzade opened his eyes and tried to speak but once again felt the sting of severe pain in his chest.
He stretched his limbs, his palms hit the smooth glass surface, his movements slow, the world in his eyes was a blurred pink, and then blinked his eyes to make his vision clear.
But the world is still blurry, and he can only reach out and rub his eyes to make his vision clear, which feels like swimming in sticky water.
A human figure swam around the edge of his sight, but he could not concentrate on recognizing who he was.
His head ached faintly, and his body was indescribably heavy-though his body was obviously suspended in the buoyancy of the liquid.
Although his body was extremely painful, it was nothing compared to his heavy anger.
He remembered sleeping, or at least in the darkness, when the pain was relieved, he heard some distant conversation clips, using words such as "attack", "death" and "seriously injured".
There is no context that makes the words meaningless, but he knows that the words are used to describe him and his squad.
When he heard more sounds, he blinked, trying to figure out what they mean.
He forced himself to focus on his voice, and in his world of consciousness, his mind swung back and forth with the viscous liquid.
The figure spoke again, at least he felt that he heard its sound, the soft, boneless words, as if filtered out from the faulty auger.
He struggled forward until his face pressed against a thick piece of glass, and his vision gradually became clear. Through the glass, he saw a disinfection room composed of polished ceramic tiles and metal gurneys, with spider-like devices hanging on the ceiling, and many glass jars filled with liquid were installed on the brass sockets on the wall in the distance.
Standing in front of him was a bald pharmacist in gray and white armor. He vaguely recalled that the pharmacist was named Valier.
"Company Commander Falzad, can you hear me?"
The pharmacist looked down at the data board for a while, then asked a question, and his voice suddenly became clear.
Falzad tried to answer, but his mouth was filled with liquid and bubbles rolled on his lips.
"Yes."
After struggling for a few seconds, he finally recovered his language skills.
"He woke up, commander of the battle."
Valer turned his head and seemed to say to an invisible owner of the room.
He heard the comfort in the other person's voice, wondering why he was so happy to hear him speak.
“Where am I?”
"You're in the medical cabin."
"Medical cabin? Oh, damn it! Where are those malicious warrior bastards!"
Falzade finally remembered the villains in yellow armor.
"This is the Eternal Loyalty. You were seriously injured, but those malicious warriors also paid the price."
Suddenly, a sharp pain in his forehead, Falzade gasped and inhaled a lot of oxygen-containing liquid. His consciousness was disgusted by the idea of breathing the liquid, but his body knew more clearly than he could withstand this experience, and his anger gradually eased, although his pain did not.
"Why am I here?"
Falzade asked after his breathing returned to normal.
"You just woke up from a pain and need help to adjust, and here you will have it all."
"I do not understand."
Valer glanced at the invisible person in the room, and then a figure appeared in front of Falzad.
"Captain of the Battle Team."
"Falzad, you were in a bad state when you were sent up, and you suffered fatal injuries to your head and neck, and you immediately entered a state of fake death."
Falzade frowned and the bubbles floated to his face, trying to recall the last memory he had before waking up.
Abominable colors and faces.
The severe pain in the moment after the neck armor was penetrated.
The moment the power hammer hit the head, the Black Abyss pulled him into the darkness.
When he experienced that moment again, a violent pain surged in his mind, and his face gradually changed into a texture similar to metal in the suspension, and the surrounding machines suddenly began to flicker.
"Calm down, Falzad."
Soshiyang's voice made him struggle out of his memories, and then he felt cold and trembled involuntarily, and the abnormality on his face subsided.
"Captain of the Battle, I..."
"You have serious injuries and have seriously damaged your brain, so Valier decided to do a bold treatment to transplant the ash into your body with a large amount of potion as aid when you enter a state of false death."
"Grey!"
Falzade made a shocked voice.
"Didn't I say before that my physique is not suitable for transplantation?"
In fact, Falzade had proposed to transplant ash graft very early, but after testing, the pharmacists thought he was not suitable and forced transplantation was life-threatening.
"Valier used some...experimental techniques, which were risky, but you were lucky enough to stick with it."