"Um...I'm in...a hospital ward?"
Dean woke up from his cradle-like bed.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a white ceiling and a slowly rotating fan in the center. The TV screen attached to the wall was playing a shocking scene of the blockade at Lake Mead, a plump blonde female reporter, a group of COPs, and a dozen police SUVs. , the hands of the wall clock above the TV pointed to 8 pm.
Dean took a deep breath, and the pungent smell of disinfectant rushed into his nose, jolting him and causing his mind to wake up instantly.
"You finally woke up!"
"Luster, Britney, Caroline?"
Three acquaintances sat on chairs on either side of the hospital bed, with joy and gratitude on their tired faces.
"How long have I been lying there?"
"It's the night of the 22nd now. You were in a coma for a day and a night, and you even had a low fever in the middle."
Dean supported the bed with both hands and sat with his back against the guardrail at the head of the bed. Caroline quickly and considerately put the pillow behind his back, put a pair of small hands on his arms and kneaded them like a massage, and explained with a smile,
"But the fever has gone away. The doctor has checked you. You are very healthy. Except for the abdominal injury that needs to be repaired, you are simply stronger than a lion!"
Dean glanced at the three people beside the hospital bed.
"Is everyone okay?"
"This is a miracle! All the members of Good Morning, including Liam, Cardi, Noah, and their girlfriends, listened to your words and lay down behind the grill without any harm, but they were frightened by the gunshots. Yes, I am currently receiving psychological counseling.”
Caroline said,
"By the way, Dean, I tried my best to notify your uncle, but I couldn't get in touch. Two of your neighbors, Jacob and Tangya, came to take care of you for the night. The doctor said you were fine, so they went back .”
Dean nodded,
"Isn't it nice of me that I don't need to inform my uncle."
"No matter what, man." Rust and Britney beside him stood up excitedly, "If you hadn't stood up at that time, I would have probably died by the gun and never see Grace again!"
"Grace will bring your favorite roasted pork chop in a few days to express her gratitude."
"I can't wait." Dean smiled and swallowed, his stomach growling.
Caroline quickly handed over a peeled apple, and Dean nibbled it clean in a few bites, then took a hot dog from the table shopping and started chewing on it.
"You are a true hero, a warrior, and Clark Kent is alive! Varzel of the baseball team has witnessed your heroic act and is promoting it to the school." Rust was so excited that he was incoherent, his eyes shining with admiration.
"It's unbelievable that one person resisted the heavily armed thugs and saved everyone from rifles and grenades... In a few days, the school, the mayor, and the LVPD chief will definitely award you a medal of honor!"
Dean's face darkened, and the ham in his mouth suddenly became tasteless.
During the attack, everyone was busy running for their lives, so why would a second-in-command pay attention to him?
If this kind of thing became common knowledge.
How should he cope with the subsequent investigation?
By the way, his favorite gun, the Colt M1911A1, also fell on the beach. There is a high probability that it will be picked up by the COP, which will also be a problem.
"What did Wasser say?"
"He said you threw darts and hit the gunmen hard, then rushed over and broke their necks one by one."
Darts?
Did the other party mistake the gun for a dart?
The corner of Dean's mouth twitched, but it's good that the guy didn't see the super power.
"Wazel was dazzled by this. I am an ordinary high school student. Although I have learned some wrestling skills, I will not be able to deal with three gunmen alone. In fact, there are other people who helped..." Dean explained in a solemn tone, "They were braver than me and hugged the gunman's legs without risking their own lives. They entangled the gunman and gave me a chance to shoot. They were also shot and injured. They don't know whether they are dead or alive."
The three of them slowly showed a look of astonishment as they listened, "I knew that black man was deliberately exaggerating for the sake of limelight!"
Dean indoctrinated the three of them, and six others killed the gunman with him, but he did not know them.
Until the three of them dubiously accepted this statement, he changed the subject.
"Where are the others? Are the classmates and teachers at school okay?"
The atmosphere in the entire ward suddenly turned from joyful to heavy. The three of them lowered their heads, sadness filling their faces.
"Uuuu...Saranki is gone, Dora is gone."
Britney grabbed the corner of the bed sheet and covered her face, sobbing, and read out a long list of names intermittently.
"Bonnie, Cherry, Bobby, Jeff, Ariel, Alex..."
"I didn't sleep well last night. I dreamed that they were crying and asking me for help, but I couldn't do anything... Wuwu..."
Britney's cries were getting lower and lower, making it difficult to hear clearly.
Rust hugged his girlfriend's trembling shoulders and choked up.
"There is also Tom, the coach of the baseball team, Mr. Cardell, the math class teacher, and her husband and daughter... nearly a third of the more than 100 people who attended the barbecue party are gone. I heard people said that the death was horrible... the injured There are more people, some are unconscious and are not out of danger."
After hearing this, Dean lowered his head and accompanied the three of them to quietly observe a few minutes of silence for the victims.
In fact, he traveled through time for a month and didn't have any serious feelings for his classmates who ignored him all day long.
But it is human nature to feel a little regretful.
So many young lives parted ways with this world before they had time to bloom.
"How sad their relatives and friends must be."
Dean shook his head and sighed,
"Several mothers couldn't accept the reality and fainted from crying. It was so magical, like a horror movie." Caroline hugged his arm, her eyes blank, as if she was making some bad assumptions, "From There hasn't been such a horrific attack in Las Vegas since I was born, why was it yesterday, and why did those three bastards choose our school?"
Britney and Rust also looked frightened.
No one could figure out how a nice Memorial Day barbecue could turn into such a bloody nightmare.
Dean pondered this question in deep thought.
…
The three of them stayed in the ward for more than half an hour, asking Dean for help and giving repeated instructions.
Nine p.m.
"Man, have a good rest... We should leave, otherwise the family will be worried." Rust stepped forward, gave his good brother a heavy hug, and lightly punched him in the chest. "I'll see you again tomorrow morning!"
"There are fruits, biscuits, various breads, yogurt in the bag..." Brittney also hugged him, "By the way, the school will bear all medical expenses including the cost of the ambulance. You don't have to worry about this."
Then, under the signal from Caroline's eyes, the two of them pushed the door open and left.
Dean and the rock girl in an oversized sweatshirt were the only ones left in the ward.
Dean heard the girl's rapid breathing and thumping heartbeat.
A gust of fragrant wind came.
Caroline buried her face in his chest and held his waist tightly with her hands.
She was scared, and her petite body was shaking like a frightened little rabbit.
Dean reached out and stroked the soft golden ponytail that he had been curious about for a long time, and gently patted her back. After a while, the trembling stopped.
"At that time, I thought I was going to die." Caroline raised her head and looked into his eyes. "I kept having the image of lying in the coffin scratching my hands, but I couldn't push it away."
"All I know is crying, it's so shameful and embarrassing!"
"That's normal behavior." Dean comforted.
"When I regain my composure, do you know what the first thought was in my mind?" Caroline asked.
Dean lowered his head very cooperatively and made a gesture of listening.
There was a special meaning in Caroline's tone, and her cute, fair face was full of unwillingness, "I'm still so young, I haven't had a boyfriend yet, I haven't won the singing competition championship yet, I How could I die before I became a world-famous singer?"
Dean smiled, showing his white teeth.
"The danger is over. There will be many opportunities in the future. You will definitely be able to make your dreams come true."
"Everyone was running away, yelling, and wailing at that time, like crazy!" Caroline's voice and eyes became gentler, "Only you comforted me, and you took the initiative to rush to those bastards for us!"
"Uh." Dean touched his nose and didn't refute.
"I seem to be sick. I always unconsciously think of your figure rushing towards danger."
Caroline touched her hot cheek, stretched her neck to launch a surprise attack, and pressed a kiss on Dean's left cheek.
Itchy and warm.
She sat on the hospital bed and came close to his arms.
Dean hugged her waist, feeling the warmth and elasticity in his arms. His palms could not help but rub her skin, which was as smooth as silk and as white as milk.
She was underweight, slender-boned, but in good shape.
There are no freckles common in Westerners on her fair and delicate face.
Caroline flipped her hair, feeling his touch, a hint of shyness appeared on her face,
"I just discovered now that you are different from other naive high school students. You are far more than just a song writer, more than--"
"But promise me, will you at least...write a song for me first before you are so impulsive next time?"
…
Afterwards, Dean chatted animatedly with Caroline for another five minutes and watched the girl leave the ward with a blushing face.
…
The ward became quiet again.
Dean was finally able to calm down and sort out yesterday's gains.
Dean Lu
Character level: 0 (90/100)
Age: 18
Physical fitness: 11.5
Strength: 10.5
Sensitivity: 11.5
Perception: 9
Spirit: 12.1
Will: 11→11.2
…
Abilities(3/5):
Fighting lv1(65/200)
Shooting lv0(25/100)
Shadow of the Past lv0(4/100)
Expertise:
Junior Ironman
Event: 0/1
completed--
1. The death of teenage Dean.
2. Mona’s whereabouts.
3． Hunting (rewards to be withdrawn)
…
"A life-and-death battle, the rewards far exceeded daily training. The will attribute was improved by 0.2, the proficiency of fighting and long-range weapons was improved by dozens of points, and the 'shadow of the past that has not changed for a hundred years' was also improved by 3 points at a time."
"Fighting is the best teacher."
Dean sighed.
This lakeside shootout also proves that killing targets using fighting or shooting is the most effective way to increase proficiency.
But Dean couldn't figure out why?
Extract their skills, experience and proficiency from the bodies of these dead people?
In any case, Dean has no psychological burden in killing these criminals who raised their knives against innocent people.
With this in mind, he took out a box of yogurt from his bag, drank it, and reflected on his combat experience.
This time his fighting skills came into full play, providing him with inspiration to deal with emergencies many times and saving the day from danger.
But the real decisive factor is still the superpower of "shadow".
This life and death fight is enough to prove——
For ordinary people, including soldiers who have received military training and are extremely combat-effective, if they don't happen to use flame weapons against "Shadow", "Shadow" will be an unsolvable BUG for them.
"Well, 'Shadow' will still be the focus of daily training in the future. Of course, fighting and shooting cannot be left behind."
…
Dean sets his sights on the event "The Hunt."
Easy difficulty, 80 experience points, which is a little higher than the 60 experience points of "Looking for Mona", which was also easy difficulty last time.
Is it because it's more dangerous?
Dean also had a rough guess - for all easy difficulty events, the experience reward would not be higher than 100 points.
extract!
Personal experience +80, personal level lv0→lv1 (70/200)
Swish——
A familiar electric shock-like heat surged through his body.
Dean stared at a large field of flashing reminders in front of him——
You have improved your personal level, you have successfully taken a new step and proved your strength.
You gained 1 attribute point
As you upgrade your level for the first time, you gain an additional system ability——
Dean glanced at it,
In the system, after the original three functions of ability, expertise, and events, there is suddenly an additional system ability——
God's perspective lv0
Perception: You can observe everything within 5 meters of yourself at will.
Physical barriers cannot block God's perspective.
Recording: With this ability, the system will faithfully record all the scenes, sounds, smells... and all events around you.
You can browse the recorded content anytime, anywhere, review details, review, peel off the cocoons, and find useful clues.
Note: The system ability has no consumption, but proficiency cannot be obtained. It upgrades simultaneously with the personal level, but no attribute rewards will be given when upgrading.
…
Dean was a little disappointed. According to the description of the system capabilities, it was not just an all-weather body camera.
It just doesn't occupy 3/5 of the ability slots.
"Forget it, let's improve our strength first."
He first turned his attention to the attribute points obtained by upgrading without any hesitation.
Spirit: 12.1→13.1
For a moment, a cool breeze blew on both sides of my temples.
Tentacles made of invisible energy seemed to be drilled out of the air, penetrating through the skull and directly touching Dean's cerebral cortex, gently kneading and massaging it, and a numbing sensation emerged.
It was like a thousand tiny ants crawling on his brain.
Hiss—
Cool!
Dean lowered his head, closed his eyes tightly, and growled, all ten fingers and toes stretched straight.
The strange feeling comes and goes as quickly as it comes.
Disappears after five seconds.
Dean opened his eyes, and bright flames seemed to be dancing in his black eyes.
Fighting, shooting, shadows of the past, difficult problems in math class, painting techniques, various inspirations, and the scene of the brief intimate contact with Caroline just now flooded into my mind like a dam.
Many strange thoughts are active and emerge uncontrollably.
"Spirit represents thought, spirituality, and emotion."
"As your spirit grows, your thoughts will become more active, your emotions will become more abundant and rich, and your mind will be sensitive."
"Of course the most important thing is the increase in spirit and spirituality. My biggest trump card, 'Shadow of the Past', will also be strengthened!"
…
Dean checked the ward and confirmed that there were no cameras. There were no hidden pinhole cameras in this era.
Then he thought, and a strong wind suddenly blew in the calm ward, causing the curtains to fly.
The electric fan overhead was shaky.
A black phantom suddenly floated around the fan, moving rapidly in the opposite direction of its rotation.
"The increase in strength and speed is very weak."
Dean glanced at the wall clock and noted the time.
Swish——
The "shadow" was like a bird flapping its wings, flying out of the window of the ward, flying as hard as it could into the dark night sky, and then seemed to hit a wall of air, unable to move in, and hovering in mid-air!
"Well, the maximum distance has increased from ten meters to about thirteen meters. It's a leap in growth. The growth rate is not completely linear."
"What about the duration?"
"It has been increased from 5 minutes to 6 minutes. There is still room for improvement. It should last to 6 and a half minutes."
1 point of spirit, the improvement is quite big.
For superpowers, every little bit of progress can determine life or death.
Dean was satisfied.
"Shadow, do you feel that you are getting stronger?" Dean smiled and looked at the black mist-shrouded figure standing in the hall, who gave him an empty expression like a puppet.
"It seems that Ying's IQ has not changed. Maybe he can become smarter by upgrading his skills."
Dean takes back "Shadow".
Attention shifts to the newly added system capability "God's Perspective".
start up.
Everything went dark before his eyes, and the world was spinning.
When he opened his eyes again, a huge head with short black hair appeared in his sight - the top of his head, shoulders, and the white hospital bed below his body.
"What a weird angle, change it!"
Dean suddenly saw his own face. It had to be said that after experiencing a baptism of blood and fire, the strong facial features on this face became more masculine and resolute.
But his chin was smooth and he still had the appearance of a teenager.
Then the back, sides, and under the bed——
Dean kept trying for half an hour.
He discovered that what he observed from "God's perspective" was not limited by his own senses.
In addition to hearing, sight, and smell, within a five-meter radius centered on his body, images, sounds, smells, temperatures, and other inexplicable details can all be observed.
Even when he was sitting on the bed, he could see the ground under the bed.
Through the wooden door of the ward, he could see the nurse passing by in the corridor outside the door and smell the rose perfume on her body.
"God's perspective, perspective perception, but only five meters."
Dean closes his eyes, plugs his ears and nose, and can also observe his surroundings through his abilities.
In addition to observation, this ability can also record.
Automatically record video data of what is happening around Dean around the clock.
He can look at it from any angle at any time.
"More flexible than imagined, and the experience far exceeds that of VR games decades later. Specifically, the God's perspective is a bit like 'Mewtwo' in the game I played in my previous life, Cyberpunk 2077. It can be started at any time, but cannot be zoomed in or out. , it’s too dark to see clearly, and the sound is too soft to hear.”
"It works the same way when you're sleeping."
"If I'm in an extremely dangerous environment, I can use this feature to record my surroundings and monitor snoopers."
"I can observe the area behind me quietly and be wary of stalkers."
"Look inside the target's clothing to see if they are carrying dangerous weapons."
The effects of mental enhancement begin to show.
In just a short moment, many inspirations about "God's perspective" emerged in Dean's mind, and the initial disappointment slowly disappeared.
“Auxiliary functions can also play a big role if used wisely!”
…
In the quiet ward.
Dean checked the wound on his abdomen, sutured it and bandaged it, but to be on the safe side, he did not plan to exercise excessively.
So I experimented with the "God's Perspective" function, summoned "shadows", supplemented food to fill my belly, and thought about how to deal with the next COP or FBI review.
One night passed by unconsciously.
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