"The problem is that he can stand up entirely by the strength of his muscles." Seeing that Albert still looked confused, Phileos continued to explain: "The bones in his hands and feet are still in the original broken state, and everything is broken."
They are sections, not connected to each other. His legs are composed of 300 leg bones, and they are basically cartilage, which is as elastic as rubber and can expand and contract to a certain extent. But these bones cannot support the body at all.
To stand up, Mutt has to rely on the muscles and ligaments on his feet that are dozens of times stronger than ordinary people. Do you know what this means?"
Phileos picked up one of the cat boy's arms: "Don't look at how skinny this little arm is. There may be more muscle in it than your arm. At first, this child's arm was only the size of my three fingers put together."
Damn it, he has spent hundreds of times more effort than ordinary people to get to where he is now, do you know that?"
Although he has no actual experience, Albert did hear about it from his friend Bediwell. The muscle structure of the orcs is already very dense, and it is actually very difficult to build a little more muscle. And relatively speaking
Hell, a skinny orc can easily outperform a muscular muscular man in terms of muscle strength. This is probably why you should not just take everything at face value.
Phileos continued to hold Mutt's arm gently: "More than 90% of this child's arms are muscles and ligaments, which means------"
"He is also much more affected by muscle relaxants than ordinary people." Albert finally understood.
The leopard man nodded knowingly.
At this time, the doctor had finished bandaging Mutt's softened arm. Mutt's arm, which had softened almost like an octopus tentacle, had returned to its normal appearance under the influence of the special bandage. Although it was still twitching slightly.
, the veins on it are vaguely visible through the fur of the cat boy's kittens.
"Normal people would be injected with the antidote immediately after being poisoned by a muscle relaxant, and they would be fine soon. But with Mutt's special body structure, once he is poisoned by a muscle relaxant, he will be in trouble. The so-called [
The antidote only temporarily relieves the poisoning phenomenon. It can actually eliminate the poison of muscle relaxants once and for all."
Albert frowned: "Isn't there a more powerful antidote?"
Neither the leopard man nor the doctor answered. That kind of thing obviously does not exist. The poison used by the Ghanaian team is inherently very powerful. And like most things that harm people and things in this world, it is often incurable.
"Ugh..." Mutt was still moaning in a low voice. After receiving treatment, the condition of the cat boy has gradually stabilized. But the tiger can still see the restless sleeping face of the cat.
You can see Mutt's pain.
"Don't...it hurts...don't touch me..." The cat boy kept dreaming with tears in his eyes, as if he was having a very terrible nightmare.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Albert." Phileos shrugged at Tiger, "Mutt was supposed to be your personal assistant to bring convenience to your life. But with his current physical condition, and
We cannot maintain the work he should complete. We must send him home and let the child rest for a night. Everything will wait until tomorrow------"
"If the [home] you are talking about refers to his shabby house in the slums," Albert interrupted: "That house has been burned to ashes."
The Leopard Man trembled all over: "What?"
"It's true." Albert saw the other party's reaction was very strange, so he continued to say tentatively: "What's wrong, Mutt didn't report this to you? You should know that Mutt and I were in Cairo."
Have you been sniped in the elevator room of the underground arena?"
"I have heard the report of that incident." Phileo held his cheek and fell into thought: "But it is really strange that Mutt's own house was also attacked. He has no reason to go back, unless the enemy is secretly watching you, otherwise
It's impossible for them to find that kind of place."
"I don't feel like I'm being followed." Albert is a Warcraft hunter and an expert in tracking and counter-tracking. If he is being followed, he should at least be aware of it.
In other words, the group of attackers had been ambushing Mutt's house from the beginning, intending to attack Mutt and Albert.
Wait. What's wrong? No one can be sure that Tiger will accompany the cat boy to the house in the slum to get Mutt's change of clothes. Mutt needs to go back to get his most precious stuffed bear, so he must go back
Home once; but Albert would most likely part ways with the cat boy and go back to the hotel directly.
If Albert hadn't gone to the slums with Mutt, wouldn't the plan of the thieves who lurked in the slums to assassinate Albert have failed? Or, in other words, the assassins who lurked in the slums had set their goals from the very beginning.
Not Albert?
The young tiger man took a deep breath, as if he suddenly understood some terrible truth.
"I don't understand." Phileos probably also figured out what Albert had just figured out, and couldn't help but frown in confusion: "But it's impossible? Although Mutt is an important member of the team,
He is not important enough to be assassinated. In the previous seasons, he has always been safe, and at most he was bullied. Why is he suddenly a target of assassination this season? "
"I don't know." Albert scratched his head: "I only know that this child needs more protection."
A "rubber man" like Mutt has excellent resistance to blows and impacts, and is very suitable for dealing with American football games that are mainly about physical collisions. However, the ability of the cat boy is useless in actual combat.
The blade can cut Mutt into pieces. In addition, he has never received combat training, Mutt's combat effectiveness is basically zero, and he cannot even protect himself when attacked. Without proper protection, Mutt will
How to survive the coming chaos of this season?
"I understand." Phileos sighed: "As soon as our sand ship returns to Cairo, we will send Mut to the most heavily guarded medical facility for strict protection. We will never let this child go again.
Encounter any danger."
The tiger paused for a moment, then looked at the sleeping cat boy.
"No need. It's safer for him to stay with me."
"But, Mr. Albert, Mutt needs absolute rest today. He can't help you manage your life..."
"Who said I need this kid's care? I can take care of him."
"But, Mr. Albert, you are our most important guest! How can I bother you------"
"I said yes," Tiger interrupted hastily.
"At least for today, let me take care of him. If I hadn't been nosy and insisted on removing his bandage, he wouldn't have suffered like this. Just let him rest for a day, right? That means taking him back to the hotel.
, just let him have a good sleep, how big a deal can it be? When I get up early tomorrow morning, everything will be back to normal. I am also looking forward to him making breakfast for me."
"Theoretically, this is correct..." Phileos could not find a reason to refute for a while. However, Albert was not a professional medical staff, and Tiger did not know how to take care of a paralyzed person.
Patient: Is there really no problem with this?
"Okay. I'll leave this child to you." At this moment, Father Sphinx walked in: "From now on, his life belongs to you, and his life also belongs to you. No matter whether he
It's up to you to leave him here to fend for himself, or to send him to death. You helped me win two important events, so it's not an exaggeration for me to reward you with this child."
Albert opened his mouth wide and was stunned for dozens of seconds. Then he reacted and began to protest: "Mut is not your slave, Daddy Sphinx!"
However, is Mutt really not the slave of Father Sphinx?
Ever since this kitten was saved by the lion-man father, he has been devoted to the Sphinx and is even willing to die for his father. He does not want reward or a superior living environment, and would rather live in a shabby house.
Living the simplest life in the bungalow, silently risking everything for Father Sphinx. Mutt may no longer be a slave in the material or legal sense, but he is definitely still a slave and belongs to Father Sphinx.
Dad's spiritual slave.
"Huhuhu, it's up to you how you want to understand my words." The lion man smiled mysteriously, and his majestic and fluffy lion's mane, occasionally mixed with white hair, grew slightly as the lion man smiled.
It was shaking, showing extra majesty.
"But I have said what I should say. After this child wakes up, you can convey my words to him intact. In this way, you will become his true master, even if he has to die for you.
, he won’t refuse.” Dad turned around and prepared to leave, just as elusive as when he came: “Of course, you can also choose not to tell him what I said and not declare your ownership of him. In this way,
He will remain [free].
Should you twist his will and turn him into the most obedient tool? Or let him live freely? Please choose for yourself."
Dad had already opened the door of the infirmary and half stepped out of the door. But as if he suddenly remembered something, he turned around and added: "Having said that, in fact, any of us have ever truly had freedom."
?"
He left such thought-provoking words and walked away.
Not only did Albert look confused, but Phileos's face also became extremely pale.
"To be honest, sometimes I am quite afraid of Father Sphinx." Phileos muttered at a volume that only he could hear: "If Father has a whim one day, he will kill me like he does now."
What should I do if I give it to someone else? I can’t imagine a life where I can’t continue to serve Father Sphinx.”