Only I know the reincarnation world of the plot

According to the personal characteristics of the experimental subjects, the orphanage will create different training plans.

Compared with other people's destructive powers, Number Seven's abilities are much more interesting.

It was a rare self-healing ability. No matter what kind of injury he suffered, the boy could recover his body in a short time.

Even if his physical function is not outstanding, No. 7 can still stand out among many experimental subjects with his excellent combat awareness.

The almost emotionless and calm thinking endows the young man with a cruel temperament. A person who doesn't even care about his own life will surely become an excellent killer with a very high mission completion rate.

"interesting."

Sitting up from the cold bed, Fang Bo tried to move his hands and feet, and found that the feeling was basically the same as in reality.

The ability of nightmares is indeed powerful, allowing people to immerse themselves in a truly restored and beautiful dream.

No matter how strong he is, he cannot tell the difference between dreams and reality in a short period of time. Unfortunately, this trick has no effect on Fang Bo.

The reason is simple. The scene in front of him belongs to "No. 7"'s memory and has nothing to do with him at all.

It would be awesome to have a sense of immersion.

He picked up the sharp knife by the window and tried to make a small cut in the palm of his hand. The pain was so clear that he almost couldn't distinguish between reality and dreams.

After about three seconds, the wound healed automatically. This level of self-healing ability is basically the same as that of the waning moon.

"This is the superpower of my predecessor. Why does it feel so much stronger than Heart Steel?"

The slightly watery legendary characteristic is the result of the fusion of the two talents, but Fang Bo doesn't understand why Heart Steel has no ability to heal wounds on its own.

"Maybe it's because of the soul-devouring thing. Number Seven's memory is damaged, and I can't even accept the various techniques the other party has."

Putting the knife close to his neck, Fang Bo was ready to leave the dreamland. He had no time to continue wandering around here.

At this moment, the sensor tied to his wrist suddenly sounded, and an unusually familiar voice came from inside.

"No. 7, come here now, you have been allowed to use the dream potion."

Fang Bo didn't feel much when he heard the unfamiliar name, but he clearly felt that his heartbeat accelerated a lot instantly.

He had never felt such excitement before when he hooked up and fell in love for the first time.

His instinct told him that he should take a look.

Walking along the corridor, Fang Bo soon arrived at the underground experimental base of the orphanage.

As soon as he passed through the electronic glass door in front of him, the man in a white coat gave him a warm hug: "Welcome, my dearest little white mouse."

At this time, many pictures suddenly appeared in Fang Bo's mind, which were scenes of "him" participating in various experiments.

Due to his special recovery ability, No. 7 became the most popular experimental subject in the orphanage.

Regardless of biological viruses or other types of drugs, repeated experiments will be carried out on him.

That kind of torture was comparable to hell. Even if he was just face to face with the opponent, he could feel No. 7's trembling and the surging murderous intention to tear the opponent into pieces.

When he first traveled through time, Fang Bo was still wondering why he had to take a fake name like "Jason".

Now he suddenly remembered that the guy in front of him who No. 7 wanted to be cut into pieces, his organization code name was Jason.

"Lie on it." Pointing to the operating table next to him, Jason took off his mask, his smile full of false kindness: "You know, I put a lot of effort into applying for you."

Since it was a dream space, Fang Bo did not hide it at all and asked directly: "What is the dream potion for?"

"It makes you stronger, my love."

Taking advantage of the break in preparation, Jason began to explain the origin of the dream potion to him.

Many years ago, a biological company accidentally created a drug that could adjust the structure of DNA. It could give people the strength of a tiger, the agility of a leopard, and the vision of an eagle.

This thing is the predecessor of Dream Potion.

After years of continuous research, biological companies are gradually no longer satisfied with simply enhancing humans.

They came up with a bold idea, which was to use dream potions to create real gods.

Thus, the orphanage was born, and the biological company turned from bright to dark and began a long period of research and development.

In fact, Fang Bo knew very well that these were memories owned by "No. 7", but they were just relived in the form of dreams.

Maybe there will be differences in subtleties. After all, everything happening now is "beautiful", and the real situation may be a hundred times crueler than what is shown.

At the very least, No. 7 cannot get the injection quota for the dream potion at all.

"It can make the talent evolve." He was very sure that there would be no falsehood on this point, otherwise there would not be such excitement from the predecessor.

What a tortured experimental subject wants most is not a happy life, but to continue injecting dreamy potions to enhance his strength. This shows how tempting this thing is.

Fang Bo was wondering, can he benefit from it now?

It was mentioned in the novice booklet that the innate abilities of reincarnators can evolve.

Depending on the method, the effect after evolution will also be different. There is no detailed description of how to do it.

Although today's Heart Steel is actually the result of the fusion of two people's talents, the healing power comes from the dream potion after all, and the root cannot be cut off.

If you can obtain it, perhaps the effect of Heart Steel will be enhanced, and perhaps additional special effects will be enabled.

Just when Fang Bo was about to feel it, something unexpected happened.

The laboratory suddenly began to tremble, and the amplitude was so great that it seemed as if the whole world would suddenly collapse in the next second.

"Wake up!"

As a familiar voice sounded, a pair of blood-colored pupils appeared on the ceiling of the laboratory.

"Wait, let me get an injection first"

Unfortunately, Daeron ignored his request and directly used the Sharingan to violently destroy the dream created by the enemy.

When Fang Bo opened his eyes again, he returned to the No. 3 carriage of the Infinity Train.

"Oh." He patted his forehead with a headache. He turned to look at his teammates who were full of doubts: "Just a little bit, I might get clues to the evolution of my talent."

"Evolution? In your dream?!"

Seeing that he didn't want to believe it, Fang Bo could only explain it selectively.

When he heard that there were real superpowers in the real world, Darren's expression was slightly dazed.

"Tell me, could the reality we think of be an unknown one?"

"I mean, like these episodic worlds."

Hey, this kid suddenly started talking about philosophy.

If it were the original poor cartoonist, he would definitely tell him that everything you can feel is reality.

But now, after experiencing a bizarre time travel, to be honest, Fang Bo couldn't tell what the real world was.

As Darren said, maybe reality is just another unknown story world.

The two of them did not continue to dwell on this topic. Mr. Ninja used the Sharingan to see through the reality and lifted his companions from their sleep state one by one.

Looking at Dai Lun's outstanding abilities, Fang Bo suddenly had a bold idea in his mind.

The orphanage has a strong lineup of supernatural beings, and the probability of him breaking in safely on his own is very low.

If you have great teammates around you, it won't be difficult to defeat your opponent.

Everyone is a talent selected by the space. They have gone through all kinds of life and death hardships, and they are almost as good at dealing with those so-called superpowers as they are easily captured.

The question now is whether the mysterious Darren will be willing to help him. Of course, it is not particularly safe if there are only two people.

Forget about spellcaster Ali, he has nothing to do with the so-called real world. If you go to him, you are going to a world where spells are used to fight back.

Suddenly, the figure of a certain person flashed through his mind, and he remembered the smiling face of Miss Onmyoji.

If it were her, she wouldn't reject herself, right?

Of course, this matter is so dangerous and may even affect people's real lives, so "friendship" must not be used to play moral kidnapping.

If you want others to help, you still have to provide sufficient benefits.

Soon, everyone woke up. At this time, the enemy had integrated with the entire train.

"What is supposed to come will always come." Fang Bo knew that the next key point was to find out the enemy's identity.

As for the important task of protecting ordinary passengers

"What a shame." Purgatory Anjuro clenched the Nichirin sword tightly, his whole body exuding a burning aura like a flame.

The next second, the sharp blade was unsheathed, and the terrifying speed of the slash instantly cut off a group of tentacles.

Flame Breathing Type 1 Shiranui!

Looking at the unconscious passengers tenderly, Purgatory Anjuro's smile was full of determination: "I will not let anyone die."

His belief is worthy of recognition, but no matter how powerful he is, he cannot protect the entire carriage alone.

Seeing this, Dai Lun, who looked a little tired, stood up and said, "I'll stay. As for the enemy, I'll leave it to you two."

"good."

Undoing the nightmare dream probably consumed a lot of his mental energy, so he could take some rest for the rest of the battle.

Momo took out the headless puppet and called out to the shikigami hidden in the cargo pile. Fang Bo and Ali jumped to the top of the carriage together.

After watching the two people leave, Darren took a deep breath, and several strange-looking shurikens appeared in his hands.

"Mr. Purgatory, how about we compete?"

"Hahaha, I accept your invitation."

On the other side, the two people on the carriage soon encountered resistance.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." The young man with short black hair blocked their way.

This person has three scars on his face, and his ears are pointed, each wearing two golden earrings.

"It's really not that simple." Fang Bo sighed.

A lower string land is not enough to wipe out the overflow of combat power called Butterfly Ninja, so the space has arranged another powerful enemy.

The third string, diseased leaves!

As the last person to die in Wuhan's hands, this person is the only one who dares to resist.

Even though he just ran away, it was enough to show that he was different.

"Jason." Ali clenched his fist and stared at the powerful enemy in front of him: "Leave him to me. Hurry up and deal with the dreamer."

"Be careful."

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