Hand Of God

Chapter 18 It still hurts a bit

Before coming here, while tracking the trail, her mind was filled with grand notions, with the macro-level catastrophic consequences the Acolytes could bring, worrying about the immense damage a summoning could cause.

But she had overlooked one thing—the lives of those two children were priceless too, and they were the entire hope of a family.

She always arrogantly thought about how terrible this summoning was, but Adam just wanted to save two innocent children.

"Please get up. In fact, I didn't save your children; I don't deserve such gratitude."

Diana stood aside, slightly lifting her hand, and pure energy lifted the man from the ground.

Zoe, who followed her, didn't stop and went straight into the police station. Diana pointed at her back and explained:

"Her superpower is plant-based. Although the children must go to the hospital for a blood transfusion and we can't help much there, her presence ensures there will be no danger to life."

Seeing Diana's actions, the man knew that the two in front of him were superhumans, and his children's lives were likely secure.

After releasing his emotions, he spoke with a slight choke:

"Then who is the benefactor who saved our children? I want to meet them in person."

"And who took my children away?"

Diana paused at the man's question, unsure of how to respond.

Although she had a good idea in her mind that Adam was the one who had saved the children, she couldn't reveal it at this moment.

She could only reply:

"The hero might not wish to disclose his identity. Moreover, the terrorists who took your children have received their just deserts."

After speaking, Diana leaned in closer to the man, whispering into his ear in a voice only they could hear:

"They've all been sentenced to death, and they were executed on the spot just now."

She knew that after experiencing such an ordeal, the parents must harbor deep hatred for those who took their children.

So, even though it wasn't entirely appropriate, she decided to say it to ease their pain.

Hearing this, the man looked dazedly at the door, and after a while, he spoke:

"Terrorists? I wonder how our benefactor managed to rescue our children and whether got hurt..."

Hearing this remark, Diana stiffened.

This comment reminded her.

Even if Adam was a genius, capable of turning the tide as an assessment-free student against numerous Acolytes.

He was, after all, still just a student!

How could he emerge unscathed? A minor injury would be fine, but if it was serious...

Thinking this through, Diana's heart raced, and after saying a few more words, she directly handed over the aftermath to Zoe and rushed back.

[Icecream: What are you up to? Have you gone to sleep? Want to play an online game?]

She took out her phone and quickly messaged Adam under her online persona.

But it was already past two in the morning, an odd hour for a casual conversation with an ordinary online friend, and she didn't receive a reply from Adam.

Her pace quickened immediately.

...

"Ouch, to be honest, it still hurts a bit."

Adam returned to his place of residence; everyone else in the building was asleep at this hour, and all the windows were dark except for his.

His combat uniform was beyond repair, and the clothes he had washed earlier were not dry, so he could only wrap himself in a white towel, sitting on the couch eating cherries.

He had numerous wounds, none serious, and they had stopped bleeding, but he didn't understand why the pain was becoming more pronounced.

"Tsk, this shouldn't be the case; have my pain nerves become more sensitive?"

The pain from his injuries was hard to ignore, and Adam couldn't help but grimace.

After all, as a man, he had thought such minor injuries would be fine on their own, but they turned out to be more severe than he had anticipated.

Knock knock knock!

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Adam's expression immediately tensed, and he quickly stood up.

He didn't seem to know anyone in this place, who would come looking for him suddenly in the middle of the night?

He said warily,

"Who is it? What's the matter in the middle of the night?"

"It's me, Diana." A familiar female voice came from outside the door.

After peeking through the door c***k and realizing it was indeed her, Adam felt a bit more at ease. This person should have no ill intentions towards him.

"What's the matter? It's late at night, and I'm not dressed."

"Open the door quickly, I have something to tell you." Diana's voice carried a tone of unquestionable authority, implying that if he didn't open the door, she might force her way in.

Adam, with a sense of helplessness, opened the door a c***k, revealing half of his head.

"I really am not dressed, what's so urgent that it has to be said now?" Adam complained.

Seeing his face, which clearly showed signs of fatigue, Diana asked with a complex expression, "Did you do it?"

Adam quickly shook his head, "No, no."

"But I haven't said what it's about."

Adam:....

"Alright, let's not discuss that now, let me in." As she spoke, Diana grabbed the doorknob, intending to walk in.

But this action tugged at the wound on Adam's shoulder, causing him to involuntarily hiss in pain.

Diana entered and, seeing Adam in this state, confirmed her suspicions and frowned,

"Are you injured?"

"Ah, it's a minor issue, really."

Adam didn't expect the woman, Diana, to be so bold.

He hadn't noticed before, but here she was, barging into a man's home in the middle of the night, so he couldn't help but take a step back and tighten his bath towel.

But the next moment, Diana's action almost scared the wits out of him.

She directly grabbed Adam's bath towel with both hands, intending to pull it off, and said impatiently,

"Don't move! Take it off and let me see."

Adam: ???

!!!!!!!

He quickly broke free from her grip, stepped back, and looked at Diana with shock in his eyes,

"Damn it! Madam, have you had too much to drink? What are you doing?!"

"Don't call me madam, I told you I'm about your age."

"Is that the point I'm making here?!" Adam continued to back away, saying,

"A woman harassing a man is also harassment, you know! And there are quite a few people living in this building. If you come any closer, I'll call for help. Be mindful of your reputation."

Diana frowned, continued to advance, and casually closed the door.

"You can call for help if you want, and I'm not joking with you. The wounds caused by the Acolytes' blood must be treated promptly, otherwise, they will become more troublesome."

"You should be feeling more pain now, and soon it will itch. You've never dealt with this before and can't afford to delay."

Upon hearing this, Adam was taken aback, only then realizing what was going on.

In the end, after a long discussion and compromise, Adam and Diana reached an agreement.

Adam removed his bath towel but covered his lower body with a blanket, exposing his upper body for Diana to assess the injuries.

As soon as the towel was lifted, Diana couldn't help but lean back slightly.

The crisscrossing cuts and bruises on his body were clearly the result of the Acolytes' blood power.

Although they were all superficial wounds, not reaching the bones, they still looked quite terrifying.

"Huh, that's strange. I remember my injuries weren't this severe. Why do they seem so problematic now?"

Leaning against the bed, Adam looked at his condition and muttered in surprise.