John felt slightly better. He forced himself up, flushed the toilet, leaned against the door to listen, and pulled out a Special Inhibitor, inserting it into the data slot.
The negative symptoms quickly subsided.
He regained consciousness and smelled a burning odor. Immediately, he pulled out the burnt chip and hid it on his body.
The mirror lit up with a circle of lights.
John saw his cheeks regaining color.
[Mission Progress Update]
[Talk to Eden. (Optional)]
[Talk to Tinfoil. (Optional)]
"F*ck, do you want me to die?"
John washed repeatedly with water.
He wiped away the residual water stains, went out, and found two members of Harbor Company standing at the elevator.
"You okay? Why don't you sit for a while."
The military doctor looked at him with arms crossed.
John did not answer.
He calmly sat down on the sofa.
The sliding door of the training room was not closed.
