Chapter 142: The Scorpion's Mysterious Companion

No one noticed that, in that instant, a glimmer of hope quietly flashed in Xiezi's eyes.

That is the look that only someone in dire straits shows when they see hope—no matter who the person is, no matter how strong their inner resolve, it cannot be feigned or concealed.

Since being locked in this room, Xiezi has constantly huddled in that corner, saying nothing and making no movement.

From the surveillance footage, he appears to be sleeping, but in fact, up until now, Xiezi has not been asleep for even a second.

For someone like him, even in the final second before death arrives, he will never give up seeking a chance to survive.

He clearly knows his own injuries, and even more clearly knows that without proper treatment, wanting to fully recover is virtually impossible.

That Eastern soldier broke three of his ribs in total, two of which were displaced to varying degrees, but it is not serious and will not puncture his internal organs.

It must be said, in terms of will to survive, very few people can be compared to Xiezi.

In one, one look `no, one wrong version%！'

And can someone like Xiezi even be classified as "human"? The blood on his hands alone, even if he were brought to the judgment seat, would be enough to kill him dozens of times over.

As for why he is certain that Liu Xiaotian, who dares to escape, definitely has no diving gear, only he and the person who provided him with the information would know.

But now, I need some necessary medicine to treat my injuries; whether you give it or not is up to you. »

The man sitting in the chair also immediately stood up, walked forward, and said in a calm tone: "Mr. Xiezi, I think you should be clear about your current situation.

Xiezi walked up to the fence, leaned on it with one hand, and said extremely weakly:

Liu Xiaotian had just taken a step when the voice of "Jiaweis" sounded in his mind: "sri, I think I need to remind you that you are about to face danger."

The principal of Warrior School immediately had a doctor give Xiezi a full examination; after confirming that he would not die as long as he did not himself want to die, the principal waved the doctor away.

The stream in the cave had been personally inspected by Xiezi when he chose that place as a temporary stronghold.

Now it was Liu Xiaotian's turn to feel a bit dazed.

What I mean is, this isn't training—it's that someone here is full of hostility toward you. »

"Then tell me, who is hostile toward me?" Liu Xiaotian, while conversing with "Jiaweis" in his heart, took two steps forward, preparing to turn the corner ahead.

In the simulated combat training field, Liu Xiaotian, Cha Cai, and the soldier had just entered.

He is capable of surviving battlefields and, over the past decade or so, has repeatedly escaped pursuit and vengeance from multiple nations and international enemies, demonstrating abilities and will far beyond ordinary people.

Although he has remained motionless in the corner since being locked in this room, over the past several hours this guy has, using minimal movements and gritting his teeth through the pain, manually reduced his two displaced ribs.

He had not previously realized that "Jiaweis" could also foresee in advance the danger of someone harboring hostility toward him—a threat that might not even occur in the short term.

"Go tell that old‑immortal principal to give it proper thought!"

Liu Xiaotian thought Jiaweis was referring to the imminent simulated combat training, and he rolled his eyes inwardly, thinking:

Jiaweis: ……

Whether you speak or not is your right, but I want to remind you that, at least here, you still have the opportunity to propose suitable terms.

The man shouted a few remarks, made no other move, then left the room with his subordinates; the thick steel‑plate door behind him was immediately shut, and the three of them instantly spread out in a triangle, vigilantly observing their surroundings.

"If you wait until you are handed over, what fate awaits you? I'm sure you already know that in your heart."

Xiezi returned to the corner, curled his body into a ball, lowered his head, and made no abnormal movements.

In that case, as long as we guarantee he stays alive, clear‑minded, and able to be interrogated, that's enough.

After that glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes, Xiezi pressed his injured ribs and slowly walked toward the fence.

But in the hand he kept hidden in his bosom, which appeared to be pressing on his wound, there was an additional tiny syringe.

Of course, you also know what we want.

Xiezi also clearly knows why he can stay alive, so he is not worried.

As for conditions, I have only one: hand over that Eastern soldier, and I will tell you the full plan of this operation.

"Of course, I should thank you for the reminder.

To be frank, if he weren't so fixated on further strengthening his own power, and had not left immediately after failing to kill Cha Cai at the first opportunity, Liu Xiaotian would not have had even the slightest chance to seize him.

Could it be that this system also does fortune‑telling?

With one hand he quietly lifted the cap off the needle, then promptly plunged the needle into the skin of his wound, and the pale blue liquid in the syringe slowly entered his body……

It's merely a fractured, displaced rib; since it won't harm his organs, why treat him? Is it just to restore his combat ability after healing?

Don't talk about humanitarian issues; to speak of humanity, the premise is that the other party must be a person.

The reason we keep him alive is solely to pry some valuable information from his mouth, not because we truly want him to live.

But just as he was about to step forward, with one foot already lifted, he suddenly spun around, shot a hand out from the fence like lightning, grabbed the man's wrist, and, eyes wide, shouted angrily:

Moreover, after years of repeatedly escaping danger unscathed, this has probably dulled Xiezi's nerves to some extent and even inflated his confidence excessively—but Liu Xiaotian still won't have any chance.

Anything else you want to know, I'll discuss with you after I've worked out my conditions.

Having said that, without even waiting for the soldier beside him—who had just snapped to—to make a move, he released the man's wrist, turned, and slowly walked back to the corner.

Having said that, he then slowly turned around, preparing to return to his original spot.

He also does not believe that the "natural conduit" nearly three hundred meters long could allow anyone to infiltrate the cave upstream without diving equipment.

"sri, I think you haven't understood my meaning.

"Do I even need to say it? This is simulated combat training with live ammo—if it weren't dangerous, that would be strange."

At that moment, a red warning symbol suddenly flashed wildly in the upper‑right corner of his three‑dimensional image before him.

Liu Xiaotian instinctively raised his gun, and as he did so, the finger resting on the trigger began to gently press down.

"Bang!"

As his muzzle lifted and the red dot, locked by the guiding circle, turned green at the moment of engagement, the gun fired……

(End of chapter)