Weird collapse, chasing husband crematorium

The attending physician has seen too many innocent children die in wars, or suffer from serious illnesses as a result of war.

Li Mo in front of him seemed to be precocious, but what he said was sincere and genuine, but he was the most miserable one among all the children.

Most of the other children were just frostbitten, and there were not many who were covered with bruises from shrapnel like him.

What's more, each of these fragments is less than half a finger away from the fatal point.

Fortunately, Li Mo was lucky, otherwise he would have died in the snow and would not need any rescue.

But compared to true paralysis, what is most regrettable is having a healthy body but not having the physical strength and conditions to match it.

A good child, ruined by the war.

In modern warfare, humans can only die without dignity like animals.

Don't care about will, body, identity, gender...

Li Mo was sent out of the operating room and walked through a long, clean corridor.

On one side of the corridor, there was an identical room with dim lights and several figures busy at work.

A private hospital would cost a lot of money. From the attending doctor, Li Mo learned that Cocolia's military rank was captain, which was quite good.

But if he is just a captain, he may not be able to afford the expenses of equipment and doctors in a private hospital.

She may have also used her power to engage in gray industries.

But it doesn’t matter, Li Mo doesn’t care.

"Well……"

After repeated attempts, Li Mo finally confirmed one thing: his body was really very weak now, and it was not just because of the injury.

Surviving is already the best outcome, and we shouldn't ask for more.

but……

Li Mo raised his head and looked towards the operating room next to him.

I can't see the people inside clearly, and I can't be sure whether Shiyu Qiluo followed. If Shiyu Qiluo had completely passed the soul-crossing passage, I'm afraid she would have become one of the millions of ghosts in the haunted house.

By then, he might have to deal with her himself.

"..."

Li Mo shook his head vigorously, trying his best to keep his mind clear.

Without strange help, the brain of a living person would easily become tired, and fatigue would have a great impact on thinking and judgment.

Coupled with the irreversible decline in one's own physical fitness.

In the rest of his time in this world, he might not be able to do many things, at least not by himself, so he can only be a pusher behind the scenes.

Li Mo began to sort out all the clues.

The most difficult thing to understand is why he did not die, but instead came to a world that seemed to be a haunted house more than ten years ago.

This may be explained by the mystery of the Soul Crossing Channel, or the fact that the Soul Crossing Channel has unknown rules, and the death of a living person in the Soul Crossing Channel will trigger these rules.

Secondly, his current body only looks like that of a three or four-year-old, and he has no memory of his original body.

Because of the aftereffects of the operation and the loss of Guiqi's power, he could be said to be worse than an ordinary person.

And what Li Mo cares about most at the moment is how Shi Yu Qiluo is doing...

Don't be anxious. Don't be anxious.

Li Mo comforted himself in his heart that if Shi Yu Qiluo was still alive and came to this world, he would have enough time to find her.

What we need to think about now is how to survive.

Li Mo looked out the window and saw the dusk. The golden afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the grass of the hospital, and a steady stream of wounded were transported in.

Among them are many women and children, which shows that those who started the war have gone crazy and have no regard for international laws and humanitarianism, and are killing indiscriminately.

The roar of planes could be faintly heard in the sky, as well as the endless artillery fire and smoke in the distance.

This shows that this private hospital is still in the area affected by the war.

You never know when the enemy will launch a surprise attack, and a large group of soldiers will rush into the hospital with guns and start shooting.

This body is too weak...

We must find a way to leave the war zone.

Otherwise, it is only a matter of time before they die under the shells. Although Cocolia is willing to rescue them at all costs, once an emergency really occurs, she will still choose to abandon some of them and save the children who have a better chance of being rescued.

This is understandable because a person's energy and ability are limited.

She can't save everyone.

Li Mo clenched his chubby little hands. The feeling of powerlessness was really disgusting.

"You should lie down for a while. Your wounds are still healing. Don't sit up all the time." The nurse kindly reminded, "If nothing goes wrong, a week from now, all of you who have survived will gather together for dinner. Captain Cocolia will also be there."

"Rest well for now. Don't worry about food. You won't be caught up in the war anytime soon. Captain Cocolia will protect us."

Seeing Li Mo looking around restlessly, the nurse guessed that he might have war syndrome. He had just escaped from the bombardment and was a little stressed by the unfamiliar environment.

So he quickly sent out a few messages to comfort Li Mo.

In a short time...

Li Mo noticed this word, which meant that transfer was a matter of sooner or later. In this war, the military represented by Cocolia could only barely hold on but could not win.

This is not good news.

And the dinner a week later. After a week of recuperation, most of the injuries on my body have healed. Except for the internal injuries that still require rest, the external injuries are basically not serious.

From the attending doctor's speech, Li Mo learned that his orphanage was attacked during the transfer.

However, most of the children's injuries were not caused by fragments of shells or explosions, but by lying in the snow for a long time, which seriously damaged the internal environment of their bodies.

A week is enough time to adjust, but it is completely different for a unlucky guy like me.

He was indeed hit by the shell, and when he woke up he saw a pile of iron fragments covered with blood and flesh on a plate on the operating table.

The dinner party a week later seemed to be a welcome party for the children who had escaped death, but in fact it was Cocolia who was screening who could be taken away.

Supplies are limited and are provided first to soldiers fighting on the front lines, followed by the wounded.

If Li Mo guessed correctly, Cocolia should divide her team into several groups to transport the wounded and children who were unable to escape in turn.

That being said, in reality the last few groups that left had almost no hope of escape and would only be a burden to the entire team.

At the dinner, Cocolia would certainly observe their every move to decide the order of departure.

I must seize this opportunity.

but……

Through the window, Li Mo took a look at his disappointing self.

"Will I die? If so, when will that be?" Li Mo raised his head and asked in an innocent tone.

The nurse was slightly stunned, pursed her lips and spoke slowly: "No, we will protect you."

Obviously, this answer was not what Li Mo expected.

However, a nurse might not know much about the battle situation, so it would be pointless to ask. Li Mo simply stopped asking and continued to pretend to be ignorant.

Soon, he was taken to a small room.

It's late at night and everything is silent.

Li Mo crawled out of bed alone. He needed exercise.

Of course, having just escaped from the gates of hell, Li Mo was not stupid enough to train himself to death.

After stretching his limbs briefly, Li Mo took a few deep breaths and began to do radio gymnastics...

One, two, three, four, two, two, three, four, four, two, three, four...

Gradually, big drops of sweat slid down Li Mo's forehead. After less than three minutes, Li Mo was already sweating profusely and panting.

“Are you…are you kidding me…”

"Why... do I get tired so quickly..."

With this kind of physical condition, I'm afraid he can't even escape.

Let alone one kilometer, Li Mo even doubted whether he could run ten meters.

I could barely catch my breath even with the simplest aerobic exercise, let alone other strenuous exercises.

According to the current progress, it is impossible for me to be among the first to evacuate.

"I do not believe."

Li Mo, who didn't believe in evil, rested for half an hour and tried again after his body was completely calm.

But this time, I couldn't last longer, even less than two minutes...

It was at this moment that Li Mo realized that there was a problem with the hardware, and it was a serious problem.

Li Mo collapsed on the bed, looking at the ceiling with a look of despair.

He relied too much on the strange power in the past and never imagined that one day he would lose it and become an ordinary person.

No...not even as good as an ordinary person.

"I've given up. I can't keep going down this road with no future. I can't afford too much sunk cost."

Li Mo immediately changed direction. He originally planned to exercise his body a little and use his adult fighting skills to shine at the dinner and enter Cocolia's vision.

But at the moment it seems that the feasibility is zero if someone dares to provoke him now.

Haha, then the other party is like kicking cotton.

"Since I'm not good at combat, I can only improve my leadership skills. I must let Cocolia know that I'm valuable."

"But I can't expose too much because I can't afford to lose."

Possessing the cognition of an adult is Li Mo’s biggest trump card at the moment, which is very insignificant as a golden finger. There is no way around it, who says he is not the protagonist of a cool novel?

With a frail body and the war-torn background at the beginning, Li Mo must carefully consider every step in order to help himself survive.

Of course, it's just about being able to survive.

But only by surviving can there be more possibilities.

"If only Mei were here, she would definitely be able to find a way to help me out of this predicament..."

"..."

"Now is not the time to rely on Mei. I have to figure it out on my own."

"Under the current circumstances, I definitely can't cross the front lines alone. I don't have much time left."

"The nurse said Cocolia will invite the children to a dinner in a week, but the situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, so the date will likely be moved up. I can't recover in a week. The doctor said my sequelae are very serious, and I might not be able to recover even if I were given ten years."

"It's hard to say, is there nothing we can do but wait to die?"

Li Mo thought quickly, but ultimately lost his purely rational side, and his thinking was not comprehensive or specific enough.

"Forget about man-made wars. If the Second Honkai breaks out, there's no way I'll get out alive."

"I can only curry favor with her. I have to let Cocolia take me away from this banquet no matter what."

"Now go to sleep first, get enough rest, and take note of the surrounding environment and the people who can be used."

All his plans fell through due to his own limitations, because he is just an ordinary person now.

Chapter 42 Complicity

Li Mo could only take one step at a time.

If he couldn't join the first group of transfer teams, he might really die in Siberia.

Having lost all the strange powers, even the cold and gloomy aura in his sea of consciousness disappeared completely.

It seems that I died very completely in the gambling soul passage on the fourth floor, and even the ghost of doom left my sea of consciousness.

Without any strange power, only the foresight of the time traveler can help him.

Based on my understanding of the plot, even if the plot has deteriorated, at least the characters' personalities have not changed.