If I made you a special forces soldier, would you become a terrestrial god?

On one side of the battlefield, the Kunlun team members were engaged in a training match that could be described as a "dimensional reduction attack".

On the other side, in front of Du Feifei, a silent battle against death unfolded.

"Don't move, stay in your current position, relax."

Her voice was soft and gentle, yet it possessed a calming power that caused the wounded soldiers who were struggling to get up to instinctively lie back down.

Du Feifei moved extremely quickly and lightly, without the slightest sign of panic.

She didn't even need to look down closely; the immense divine sense of a peak innate expert had already silently spread out, clearly reflecting the physical condition of everyone within a hundred meters.

"You have three broken ribs, one of which is embedded in your lung. It's not a big problem."

With a flick of her finger, a pill flew in a precise arc into a soldier's mouth.

The soldier felt a warm current flow into his abdomen, and then the excruciating, tearing pain in his chest that could have made him faint recede like a tide. He could even clearly "hear" a faint "crackling" sound coming from inside his body—the sound of dislocated bones returning to their original positions under the influence of the medicine!

"You have a torn thigh muscle and some shrapnel, but it's nothing serious."

Another pill flew out.

The soldier watched helplessly as an invisible force forced a twisted, deformed bullet out of the bloody wound on his thigh, where it fell to the ground with a "clink." Then, the torn flesh seemed to come alive, writhing wildly. In less than ten seconds, the wound completely healed, leaving only a pale pink patch of new flesh!

"Concussion, minor intracranial hemorrhage, will be fine after a good night's sleep."

"The internal organs were damaged in the shock, which is a bit troublesome. Eat one more."

……

Like a tireless battlefield sprite, Du Feifei deftly flicked her jade-like hand, precisely placing each pill, exuding a rich, herbal fragrance, into the mouth of a wounded soldier.

Wang Zhan stared blankly at everything. The excruciating pain in his own arm had long since disappeared after swallowing the pill. He tried to move it, and his arm, which had previously been dislocated and fractured, was now as flexible and full of strength as ever, as if everything before had been an illusion!

He turned to look at his comrades around him, who were all sitting up from the pool of blood, their faces showing the same look of shock as his – as if they had seen a ghost.

Everyone's injuries are healing miraculously at a speed that completely defies scientific common sense!

"This...this medicine..." Wang Zhan's lips trembled. He wanted to ask what kind of miraculous medicine it was, but he felt that the question was so pale and ridiculous.

This is hardly medicine.

This is clearly an elixir of immortality!

Having healed all the wounded, Du Feifei finally approached the two soldiers whose injuries were the most horrific and who had caused the most concern among everyone.

Li Qiang's left arm was severed at the shoulder.

Chen Dong's right leg was blown off below the knee.

Although the two were kept alive by the medicine, their gruesome cuts still silently testified to the cruelty of war.

Everyone's heart was in their throat.

They knew that this level of permanent disability was something even a god could barely manage...

Du Feifei squatted down and carefully examined the wounds of the two people. After confirming that there was no necrotic tissue left, an unprecedented solemnity appeared on her quiet and pretty face.

This time, she did not use any pills.

She took out a pinbox made of sandalwood from a small, exquisite leather bag she carried with her.

The needle box was opened, revealing a row of silver needles of varying lengths and as fine as cow's hair, lying quietly. The afterglow of the setting sun bathed each needle in a faint, almost invisible, shimmering light.

"It might hurt a little, but I endured it," Du Feifei said softly to Li Qiang and Chen Dong, who had regained consciousness.

The two nodded blankly. They didn't know what this fairy-like military doctor was going to do, but an inexplicable sense of absolute trust welled up in their hearts.

next second.

Du Feifei moved.

Her fingers moved with lightning speed, like a phantom, picking up silver needles and using an incredibly profound technique to precisely pierce the various acupoints around the two severed limbs!

With each needle she inserted, she would channel an incomparably pure and vibrant innate energy into the recipient's body.

That was the most authentic "Mingyu Gong" true qi that Su Chen had taught her!

"Buzz—"

Li Qiang and Chen Dong both shuddered!

They felt no pain, only an indescribable, warm yet domineering force surging wildly into their bodies from where Du Feifei had inserted the needle!

That power was like the activation of life seeds that had been dormant for millions of years, taking root and sprouting wildly in their broken bodies!

Everyone held their breath, staring intently at the two gruesome wounds.

Then, a miracle occurred.

On Li Qiang's shoulder, which had been severed at the shoulder, pink granulation tissue was growing from the bloody, mangled wound.

Those granulation tissues, as if they were alive, were frantically intertwining, entwining, and multiplying at a speed visible to the naked eye!

First, the white skeletal outline grows tenaciously from the flesh, then the red tendons and blood vessels climb up like vines, and finally, the new skin, like the most perfect work of art, covers everything!

Less than twenty minutes.

A brand new, powerful arm, even smoother and healthier than before, just appeared out of nowhere and grew from Li Qiang's shoulder!

On the other side, Chen Dong's right leg also completed this "Genesis"-like rebirth in the same way!

When Du Feifei withdrew the last silver needle, fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and her face turned slightly pale.

Li Qiang and Chen Dong were completely dumbfounded. They stared in disbelief at their regained limbs, their minds blank.

Li Qiang tentatively moved his newborn left hand, his five fingers flexibly stretching and clenching into a fist.

That feeling was so real, so incredible!

"My...my hand...my hand is back..."

He muttered to himself, his throat bobbing, and then, unable to control his pent-up emotions any longer, he burst into tears like a three-year-old child!

"Waaaaah... I'm back!!"

The crying seemed to break some kind of curse.

The Wolf Warriors members around them finally snapped out of their shock.

Chen Dong didn't cry. He just stared intently at his intact leg, curling and straightening his toes over and over again. A hot tear slid down his face, which was covered in gunpowder dust, and made a small mark on the ground.

Seeing this scene, and then looking at Du Feifei, whose breathing was clearly weak, Wang Zhan's eyes instantly reddened.

He took a deep breath, and his knees buckled.

"Thump!"

He knelt down straight and gave Du Feifei the most standard and respectful military salute!

"Splash! Splash!"

It's unclear who started it, but all the surviving soldiers knelt down in unison before Du Feifei!

Their faces were already covered in tears!

This kneeling had nothing to do with military rank or position.

This is the most simple and sincere way for mortals to express their gratitude to the "gods"!

Because what she gave was new life!

The mercenaries in the distance, including Old Cat who had already been subdued by Leng Feng, had their worldviews shattered beyond recognition upon witnessing this scene.

They felt as if they weren't fighting a war, but watching the most absurd and fantastical Eastern fantasy mythology movie.

Humanoid Gundams are one thing, but now they've even come up with limb regeneration?

The old cat's body trembled like a leaf; he finally realized that he had provoked someone who was not human at all.

These are gods and demons walking among humans!