Chapter 6

At the critical moment, Wang Ge had no choice but to fight with all his might. He almost inserted his entire hand into the big bear's belly, gripping the bottle neck tightly and stirring it vigorously inside the bear's stomach. Blood flowed out like red wine from the bottle mouth.

"Roar—" The big bear roared wildly, struggling in its death throes just like a real bear. Its iron-like arms seemed to have a thousand pounds of strength, squeezing Wang Ge so hard he couldn't breathe. He heard two crisp sounds, and he knew his ribs must have been broken...

But Wang Ge did not give up. He continued to stir the bottle neck inside the bear's belly, knowing that this was a battle of endurance. Soon, he felt the bear's arms weakening, allowing him to finally catch his breath.

Wang Ge panted heavily. Although the bear's arms no longer had the same strength, he was too weak to break free and could only fall backward with the bear's massive body—fortunately, he fell behind the bear.

With a loud "Boom," the bear's body hit the ground, sending dust and debris flying. Using the bear as a cushion, Wang Ge was not injured, but he was in excruciating pain and had no strength left.

With all his might, Wang Ge managed to pull a small grass from his pocket. This was the blood-activating grass core that Wang Ge had kept close to his body. His long-standing habit finally paid off at this critical moment.

Wang Ge put the blood-activating grass core in his mouth and chewed it vigorously. The bitter juice seeped into his throat, and soon he felt his strength slowly returning, though it was still a slow process, it was much faster than relying on his body to recover on its own.

After a while, Wang Ge regained some strength and managed to break free from the bear's "embrace." Although he remained calm, he stumbled to the iron door, trying to open it, which had been damaged by the bear.

After much effort, he finally opened the iron door and rushed out, but he only managed a few steps before collapsing on the cold, hard cement floor.

His ribs were broken, and he had numerous bruises. Although the blood-activating grass could help heal his injuries, it couldn't mend his broken bones.

In his current state, it was a significant achievement just to escape and seek help. If he had remained in the training ground, he would have eventually died.

The corridor was pitch black and empty, eerily silent.

Wang Ge mustered his strength, struggled to his feet, and staggered to the sparring room. Without turning on the lights, he opened his locker by memory, took out his communication watch, and dialed a quick-dial number. When the call connected, he gasped, "Curly, save me..."

Perhaps because Curly was someone Wang Ge could absolutely trust, he fell into a coma after hanging up the phone, his spirit finally relaxing.

Soon, the empty corridor echoed with the sound of hurried footsteps.

"Big Wang!" A tall, muscular young man with curly hair burst into the sparring room.

His curly hair was natural, not permed, and he had long hair that reached his shoulders. As he walked, his hair swayed like a lion's mane. He wore a black tight-fitting tank top that strained against his bulging muscles, which were covered in scars and tattoos, making him look like a fierce and deadly fighter.

Seeing Wang Ge in a pool of blood, Curly's face changed dramatically. Without regard for the blood, he immediately picked Wang Ge up and rushed him to the medical room upstairs.

In the underground boxing ring, the medical room was an essential department. Even if there were no sparring partners, there had to be a medical room, otherwise, every match would result in the death of two boxers, and no amount of lives would be enough to fill the void!

Rushing into the medical room like a whirlwind, Curly carefully placed Wang Ge on the bed and shouted at the on-duty doctor, "Save him! I'll pay whatever it costs!"

The medical room was busiest after matches. It was now dinner time before the match, so it was very quiet, with only one on-duty doctor playing games and eating sunflower seeds.

Don't be fooled by the fact that they are just on-duty doctors in the underground boxing ring; their professional standards are no less than those in a regular national hospital, and the medical room is fully equipped. Even with only one on-duty doctor, they can perform independent surgery.

The on-duty doctor first entered a code on the machine by the bed, and several small robots the size of spiders quickly shot out, crawling to various wounds on Wang Ge's body to perform tests and emergency treatment.

The on-duty doctor, meanwhile, submerged his hands in a special liquid, which completely covered them. When he pulled them out, the wind dried them instantly, forming a thin film on his hands, like a second skin that did not hinder his movements.

The surgery began immediately. The advantage of the medical room in the underground boxing ring was that there was no need to register; as long as there was an opening, the surgery would start immediately, as even a slight delay could mean the difference between life and death.

With the assistance of the medical robots, the on-duty doctor quickly and skillfully treated Wang Ge's injuries. Curly, relieved, took a deep breath and hurriedly left the medical room.

Wang Ge was in a semi-conscious state, as if he had returned to the mountain. His breathing became rapid, his heart beat like a drum, and his blood temperature rose as if his veins were about to melt. This scorching sensation made his entire body turn red, like a boiled crab.

Fortunately, the surgery was already over, and the on-duty doctor was busy treating himself. He changed into a clean white coat, and the blood-covered film on his hands was removed, leaving them clean and showing no signs of the surgery he had just performed.

Although assisted by high technology, performing a single emergency surgery was still exhausting. He found a comfortable position in a leather swivel chair and closed his eyes to rest.

Behind the white screen, Wang Ge was naked, soaking in a "gene tank" that looked like a crystal coffin. The "gene nutrient solution" that provided the body with the necessary nutrients for repair enveloped Wang Ge's body, and the water level in the tank was visibly decreasing.

If observed under a microscope, one would see that each of Wang Ge's pores was like a baby's mouth, greedily absorbing the gene nutrient solution.

Meanwhile, Wang Ge's body was subtly evolving...

A short while later, Curly, with a serious expression, walked to the medical room. He stopped at the door, rubbed his face to relax his stiff muscles, and then continued.

When the on-duty doctor heard the footsteps and opened his eyes, Curly's expression was already more natural. He smiled at the doctor and said, "Sorry, the situation was urgent, and I was a bit rude. Please forgive me..."

Standing at 190 cm and built like a bull, Curly bowed and smiled apologetically, greatly satisfying the on-duty doctor's ego. The doctor didn't hold it against him, waving his hand dismissively, "Forget it, I'm used to it. I don't know how many times I've been angry with you guys."

"But that kid was lucky. He managed to take a blood-activating grass in time, or he might not have made it here..."

Curly nodded and smiled, knowing that he could end up on the operating table at any time, and this doctor might be the one performing the surgery. In the underground boxing ring, doctors were not to be offended.

Having gained the on-duty doctor's forgiveness, Curly walked behind the white screen. Wang Ge, naked, was soaking in the gene tank, and it was natural that he wouldn't be placed where everyone could see him.

Curly wasn't worried about Wang Ge's survival. The medical equipment in the underground boxing ring was advanced, and as long as the patient was still alive when brought in and the cost was covered, they could be saved.

At this moment, Wang Ge had already recovered, his breathing deep and steady, like he was sleeping. Curly stood by the nutrient tank in silence. They had grown up together since childhood, and seeing Wang Ge in such a state had almost driven Curly mad.

Wang Ge had been beaten so badly that Curly was determined to find out why. When he returned to the training ground and rushed into the open door of the 22nd training room, he saw the gruesome remains of the big bear.

The bear's neck was densely pierced with bottle shards, and its insides were a mess, like a pot of mixed hot pot, which even the battle-hardened Curly found shocking.

Sighing, Curly thought of Brother Water's stern face, and his expression, which had just relaxed, turned serious again.

Wait, something's not right!

Curly slapped his head, finally realizing what was wrong. He immediately flew into a rage and shouted at the on-duty doctor, "What's going on! I said I'd pay whatever it costs! You just left my brother in an empty gene tank? If anything happens to him, do you think I won't kill your whole family!"

"Shut up, shut up!" The on-duty doctor was startled, mainly because of the drastic change in Curly's attitude. He was like a lapdog one moment and a Tibetan mastiff the next. Worried that something might have gone wrong, the doctor quickly ran to the screen.

Seeing the empty gene tank, the on-duty doctor was stunned. "What happened? I remember... I just added a full tank of gene nutrient solution... How could it...?"

Seeing Curly's fierce, almost murderous look, the on-duty doctor didn't know what had happened. He guessed that the gene tank might have malfunctioned. Knowing he was in the wrong, he didn't dare to argue with Curly, as everyone here was a desperate fighter.

"It might be a machine malfunction. Don't worry, I'll add more gene nutrient solution right away..." The on-duty doctor hurriedly entered the iris code, and the gene tank was refilled with the nutrient solution, immersing Wang Ge completely.

"Don't worry, he'll be fine..." The on-duty doctor reassured Curly, who remained silent, coldly watching Wang Ge's condition.

Seeing that Wang Ge seemed to be fine, with his previously pale face now turning rosy, Curly finally relaxed. However, he didn't leave, staying silently by Wang Ge's side like a statue until Wang Ge finally woke up, a smile finally appearing on his face.

What's going on... The on-duty doctor noticed that the gene nutrient solution seemed to have lowered again, covering Wang Ge only thinly.

The on-duty doctor couldn't help but think: It seems the gene tank really is malfunctioning. I'll have to report it for repair later...

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