Chapter 10 We Are Even
Chapter 10 We Are Even
Chapter 10 We Are Even
Not knowing how long she slept, Abigail finally opened her eyes, as far as she could see, it was a low-profile but extremely luxurious room.
The room is very large, and the whole room is in plain white. And her hands, head, and legs were either tied up or hung. She was on an IV and a needle was stuck into the back of her hand.
She frowned, thinking that the medicine here is too backward. In the endworld, both technology and medicine had reached a peak.
In the endworld, she would have already been given an injection of cell regeneration hormones, and the new cells would replace the necrotic cells. This would restore her physique to the peak level in a short time.
There was no one in the room at this time, and she looked at the needle in her arm, her eyes turned cold.
Suddenly, the needle was pulled out from the skin of her arm miraculously.
Abigail was ecstatic, for her supernatural power was still in her.
It turned out that her supernatural power did not disappear, but because her body was too weak before, she couldn't use it.
During the treatment, she felt that her body's functions recovered extremely quickly. This was not something what this body was supposed to have, but rather like her previous body. That was why she vaguely felt that maybe her ability hadn't disappeared at all.
In fact, it was true.
After resuming her supernatural power, Abigail also felt strong sense of security.
In the memory of this body, it seemed that there was not yet existence of supernatural powers in this world and time.
However, this does not mean that there is no such thing. Abigail didn't dare to take it lightly.
Since humans in the endworld could obtain supernatural powers, it doesn't mean that people in other time and space have not evolved it.
She had been treated here for five days, and she must return to the Turner family. Otherwise, Bianca would definitely tell a lie that she had died or disappeared, and it would be troublesome to go back then.
She got up with difficulty and pulled out all the needles on her body.
"It seems that you are really tired of living." A cold voice suddenly sounded at the door.
Abigail raised her head and saw a tall and handsome man leaning lazily at the door, watching her actions.
"It's you." Abigail's voice was calm still. Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.
"Thank you for saving my life. But since I have helped you win the game, we are even now."
Connor frowned. She was clearly a girl of sixteen or seventeen, but she was as mature as someone who had been fighting in battle for dozens of years.
He had found the girl's information a long time ago, and she was easily identified by her uniform.
The best school in Capital, the Stroemia Academy, is an institution dedicated to the children of high- ranking officials and wealthy family in Santerwood.
And she is Abigail Turner, the granddaughter of the former military general Reagan Turner and the eldest daughter of the current Military Colonel, Cole Turner.
"Even?" He laughed. "I never said that."
He walked over, and his tall figure instantly trapped Abigail in his shadow. Seeing that she was bleeding where she tore off the needle, he frowned.
Abigail looked at Connor calmly, neither humble nor overbearing, with a cold voice, "We made a deal on the mountain, no matter if it was a fair trade, the deal has been made. I have done what I promised and I don't owe you anything now."
She never changed what she had said, and she never left any chance to her enemy. If he was to make things complicated, she didn't mind making him her first kill in this world.