"Hmm... I still feel like I can withstand ten punches, not much progress..." After another day, I rubbed my shoulders that were about to fall apart and said to myself.
After being beaten for several months, I have become accustomed to this kind of pain and soreness, just like drinking boiled water. According to the seniors in the third world, my tolerance for pain has reached their average level. Level.
This is really amazing. You need to know which adventurers in the third world have not experienced decades or even hundreds of years. Every inch of their skin has endured unimaginable pain. Now I can actually It takes a few months to reach their general standards. This speed can be applied for Guinness World Records, if there is one in the Dark Continent.
It is a good thing that my tolerance for pain has increased. At least in the future, when I am seriously injured, the impact on my combat effectiveness will be reduced. However, the training these days has made me a little unhappy.
The progress of training has not changed for five or six days.
Although it was done step by step in the past, it was difficult to notice any changes in one or two days, but after a kind of accumulation over time, you can gradually feel the effects within five or six days. For example, five or six days ago, I had to take Shaer. Sister Na carried her home on her back, but today, all she needed was Kalue's support.
When this progress reaches a certain level, that is, I can walk back alive and well, then it is time for Beansa to increase the strength of his fists or increase the number of consecutive attacks.
Over the past few months, I have been following such rules and training myself, but today, the rules have changed, and the progress has become more subtle, and may even have stopped.
Could it be that my recovery ability and ability to withstand blows have reached their limit?
No, probably not yet. Although there is no way to say it clearly, it feels like I have not reached the limit of COSPLAY Bear yet, and I can continue to improve.
I tilted my head and thought for a moment, then transformed into the cosplay bear again, unfolded the world barrier, and took a deep breath.
Suddenly, the entire crimson world seemed to turn into a huge inner cavity of the body, opening and shrinking like a beating heart. The energy of the airflow visible to the naked eye, as the heart expands and contracts, flows continuously. Inhaled, it fills the entire inner cavity and slowly penetrates into the body. Suddenly, a steady stream of energy pours in, replenishing the energy consumed and quickly repairing the injuries on the body.
This is [Breath] at the intermediate level of World Power, which can provide powerful recovery capabilities.
The energy that is sucked inside and fills the entire world and body is also constantly decomposing and becoming part of the world. These energies are like pervasive particles, replenishing the loopholes in the world's barrier, making the barrier and the body stronger. ,solid.
This is the [Decomposition] of the intermediate level of World Power, which can provide powerful resistance to strikes.
These two abilities, with the increasing accumulation and deepening, have become an instinct in the world of COSPLAY Bear. Just like the breathing of the human body, it does not need to be controlled. As long as it appears, it will run automatically.
With these two abilities, today's COSPALY bear is different from what it used to be. Originally, its predecessor, Hell Fighting Bear, was most proud of its extremely strong recovery ability. At the time of Hell Fighting Bear, its recovery ability was already equal to He is a strong man who has mastered the [breathing] function at the world's intermediate level.
After being promoted to the cosplay bear, this terrifying recovery ability has been inherited and further improved. Now he has realized the recovery ability of the intermediate level. It is equal to perversion and perversion. I no longer know what suitable words to find to describe it.
In short, I am now an extremely perverted ragdoll bear. Looking at my recovery ability, I may have reached the level of the power to devour the world. Of course, this is just my own feeling. No one knows what the power to devour the world is like. I don’t know, it’s probably just feeling good about myself.
"Senior brother, do you want to continue practicing?" Seeing me transforming again, Beansa, who had originally planned to say goodbye and leave, turned around and tilted his head and asked.
Never!
I was shocked, fearing that Beansa would take action immediately, so I quickly canceled the transformation.
"It's okay, today's practice is over." I waved to Beansa, tried my best to face the sunset, and showed a refreshing smile. What is this called? This is called pretending to be fat.
At this moment, a heartbreaking pain suddenly hit his whole body, as if the pain accumulated for three months burst out in one breath. The pain was tugging at every nerve in the body, completely exceeding what he had just felt. At the limit of his proud endurance, his mouth opened involuntarily, but he could not make any sound. His head buzzed and exploded. The figure of Beansa in front of him continued to blur, shook violently, and finally turned upside down.
Eh...Eh?
In just a few seconds, consciousness was extinguished.
I don't know how long it took, but when I woke up again, I slowly opened my eyes, and what came into my sight was an unfamiliar ceiling.
As soon as you wake up, you start complaining. What kind of fuss is this?
What happened? I tried to sit up and understand the situation, but my body had just had this impulse, and the heartbreaking pain, like biting nerves, spread through every cell in my body, making my eyes black and I almost fainted from the pain again.
"Your Highness, are you awake?" At this time, Carole's soft voice came from the side. I didn't even dare to turn my head to look at her. I could only barely move my eyes and catch a glimpse of a blurry figure next to me.
Caroline was so attentive that after discovering my situation, she immediately took the initiative to bring her face into my line of sight.
"What's...what's wrong with me?" Even though I would feel pain in my head even if I could even say a word, **, who was eager to understand the situation, overcame the pain and allowed me to speak out.
"Your Highness, don't talk. I will explain it to you slowly." The attentive Caroline seemed to be aware of my physical condition. She said this, pulled the quilt for me, and sat down on the edge of the bed. Her pair of purple The beautiful eyes conveyed a quiet and gentle gaze, which gradually calmed down my anxious heart. I nodded my eyes up and down, making Carole feel at ease.
"His Highness is fine. It's just that the injury was too serious. The accumulated pain burst out in one breath, and he suddenly collapsed. The pharmacist said that with His Highness's constitution, he can recover after ten or eight days of rest."
So that's it, I also vaguely felt that the load on my body these days was indeed too heavy. I originally thought about going back to the first world to recuperate after a while, but I didn't expect that the accumulated pain broke out early and hit me. Caught off guard.
"It's okay. After a while, I'll get better. I'll transform and I'll be back in a blink of an eye." Enduring the pain, I showed a reassuring smile to Caroline. She looked a little haggard. Could it be that I had been in a coma for several days? Already?
"Absolutely not!" Unexpectedly, as soon as I finished speaking, Carole vetoed my idea with a stern force, then sighed softly and explained in a soft voice.
"Your Highness, please listen to me. This is actually the problem. Your Highness' World Power form has a very strong recovery ability. Every time you rely on the recovery power after transformation, you need to take good care of your body. I'm right."
It was an obvious fact, I made it clear with a wink.
"But His Highness has forgotten that you are different from most druids. Your body is only in the realm of pseudo-domain, and there is a huge gap between your body and the realm of world power after transformation. With the body of world power, your highness can bear such The huge damage, which happens every day, has gradually begun to affect and corrode the body. This kind of damage can no longer be repaired with the recovery power after transformation. Please don't force yourself too much, Your Highness."
Yeah? So that's it.
I blinked again, thoughtfully.
No wonder I always feel that recently, even after recovering from the cosplay bear form, after canceling the transformation, the body is always a little tired, even a rusty feeling. I originally thought this was just a side effect of being beaten, and even... I was joking and thought it was because my pussy-shaking attribute had improved again, and I felt uncomfortable without being beaten at all. Unexpectedly, it turned out that hidden diseases were accumulating. I was too careless.
"Now... what should I do?" I accepted the reality and reluctantly said.
"Just take a good rest."
"Is the priest's healing technique okay?"
"No, the healing technique speeds up the healing of injuries by activating life energy. It is not suitable for His Highness's current situation. The worst possibility is that His Highness's injuries will turn into chronic diseases. Your Highness, please don't think that you are an adventurer. As long as the body is protected by the law and will not be destroyed, you can do whatever you want. Your Highness must have heard of many examples of adventurers becoming cripples."
Carolie's eyes widened, looking full of anger like "You still want to take a shortcut, but there is no way".
Okay, okay, I get it, just rest in peace, right?
No wonder Carolie just said that the person who came to treat me was a pharmacist, not a priest. It turned out to be this reason.
I have no choice but to be obedient. Anyway, this is not the first time I have encountered this situation. In the battle with the pain worm and the battle with the black dragon Elias in the elves, the injuries I suffered were more serious than now. The time to recuperate is also longer, it's only a few days, it's nothing.
Having said that, in the battle with the pain worm, the dirty maid used the method of mending demons to speed up my recovery.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but glance at Carolie, and then immediately slapped myself in my heart.
Bah, bah, bah, look what I'm thinking. Just for a day or two to recover quickly, do I want to extend my claws to the pure and innocent Carol? Doing this is really no different from the beastly Duke written by Princess Sanwu.
Fortunately, Caroline didn't know about this. Even if the two sisters talked about everything, it was impossible for the dirty maid to tell me about the first time she healed me of magic. Otherwise, I had just imagined it. With just one glance, Carolie might have seen through her thoughts.
"Brother, are you awake?" At this moment, Sister Sharna's figure suddenly came, and immediately after, the door was pushed open, and a scent of herbal medicine immediately filled the room.
"Yes, Lady Sharna, Your Highness has just woken up." Kalue turned around and replied respectfully with her hands tied.
"That's good, come and help apply the medicine."
Apply medicine?
I tried my best to move my eyes, endured the pain, turned my head for a moment, and finally saw the figure of Sister Sharna.
There was a touch of green on her pretty fair face, as if she had applied some ointment.
His hands were also green, and he was holding a large jar. The strong scent of medicine in the room came from there.
Could it be that it was the herbal medicine made by Sister Sharna herself? When did she change her profession to be a pharmacist?
I was inexplicably surprised, and then it dawned on me.
For Amazon, the King of the Jungle, this little knowledge of herbal medicine is not understandable, especially for Sister Sharna, who lives alone and has to deal with it by herself no matter what kind of situation she encounters. This is even more proficient.
However, does this mean that someone as powerful as Sister Sharna often puts herself in huge difficulties and injuries, just like me now, even the adventurer's recovery power is of no help, and she must rely on herbal medicine to speed up recovery. ?
Thinking of this, and thinking that my current injury may have long been accustomed to Sister Sharna, I felt a pain in my heart.
Perhaps because she felt that Karen was more attentive and gentle, Sharna thought for a while and handed the jar to her hand.
"Come on, just apply the ointment inside evenly to your body."
"Please leave it to me." Carolie took the ointment, nodded, and walked over.
Wait... wait, what do you want to do? What do you mean, just apply it on your body. It’s okay to apply it through your clothes. Or it’s okay to just apply it on your hands, feet and face, right? That’s it. Sister Sharna, you can’t cheat me.
Then, Sister Sharna’s next words completely threw me into the abyss.
She paused and added to Carolie who came to me: "Remember to apply it all over your body, don't miss a single spot."
Suddenly, my world turned gray and white.
No, Yachudie, Yiku... Yiku, your sister, Yiku! ! !
Seeing Carole's nimble little hands, she pushed aside the quilt covering her body and slowly stretched it towards my clothes. My eyes widened and I kept rolling my eyes, showing a pleading look.
At least, please let me die with dignity.
"Your Highness... I'm sorry." Carole breathed slightly, and a blush slowly appeared on her fair and delicate cheeks.
No! ! !
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