Emperor Nanchao shook his head, his tone still indifferent: "Okay."

The voice was a little shaking with difficulty.

It seems to be because of pain.

After saying this, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed, and a space was twisted. Song Jing discovered that they had reappeared at the gate of the terrifying hospital.

Someone rushed up outside quickly and shouted anxiously: "Captain!"

"The radiation disappeared, was the containment successful?"

"The shelter was successful!"

A large group of people rushed up, their expressions were solemn, obviously they were all from the same organization. Xiang Kui immediately called a staff member in black, "Send it back quickly and hand over the South Team to Bihe within an hour!"

The staff member nodded immediately, with a terrible expression: "I understand, we have brought Bi Box here."

Song Jing didn't understand what was going on, so he saw Di Nanchao swaying as soon as he came out. Song Jing subconsciously supported him first, and saw blood flowing from Di Nanchao's palm.

Blood kept gushing out of his white palms. The next moment, Song Jing widened his eyes and his face turned pale.

She saw that Di Nanchao's right hand was missing a finger, leaving only blood at the wound, bleeding constantly.

At this moment, Di Nanchao took his hand back. Perhaps he noticed that Song Jing had seen it. The man still comforted him softly: "It's okay, it will be fine."

A few very light words.

Song Xiaoxiao's scalp exploded.

After saying this, a group of people rushed up and helped Di Nanchao onto a stretcher. As soon as he lay on the stretcher, he closed his eyes. His face and lips were white visible to the naked eye, and his fragility could be seen by the naked eye.

He just pursed his eyebrows and didn't even say a word of pain, so he was quickly taken away.

When Xiang Kui was about to leave, she turned around and saw Song Jing staring at this side and pushed Xiangyang. Xiangyang realized something and walked up to Song Jing and whispered: "It's okay, this is normal, the captain will explain to you."

After saying that, they all left.

Song Jing didn't know what to say at this time. She didn't expect that the shelter would be such a bloody way, and suddenly remembered the words of Di Nan Dynasty again.

What does it cost to contain UCT?

Jian Nuo appeared next to Song Jing, still smiling: "Do you know why?"

Song Jing looked at her, and Jian Nuo's smile seemed a bit cruel at this time, because she was just a puppet person. No matter what, she was just a difference between laughing or not, and she could not have other emotions.

"It takes a price to enter the world of containment. The South Team has a uct on its body that can help containment. The price is that it needs to eat fresh human body limbs every time. Generally, the South Team will choose to cut off a piece of finger and feed it, which is the most convenient. But don't worry, the research center has other ucts that can restore the South Team's fingers, so you don't need to worry too much."

When Song Jing heard this, he immediately understood. No wonder she saw the broken fingers of Di Nan Dynasty. However, just thinking about it would be like how terrifying and painful the picture was. He cut off a finger and could not change his face. This...

"But don't ucts all have to pay a price? Can they be restored in vain?"

Song Jing knew that UCTs all had to pay a price.
Chapter completed!