Chapter 1552 (2/2)
The remaining ten were also scarred and almost unsteady.
”Let's go back!”
Said alvar, choking his teeth, holding up Isaiah's massive body and rushing toward the tribe as if mad.
”The clan leader was injured by a poisonous arrow. Come to detoxify it quickly!”
”Miss Nuo Nuo, with the wisdom of the stars, please save uncle Isaiah.”
Nuo Nuo saw that Isaiah's face was more and more gray, and he bit his lips and nodded heavily.
”My medical knowledge is limited, but I have a serum here. Uncle Isaiah, you must hold on to it.”
”Hey, I can't die.” Isaiah grinned weakly, and grinned as his massive body softened and fell forward.
”Patriarch!”
”Patriarch.”
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Two hundred thousand kilometers outside the boundless black storm, the tail of the huge prismatic warship was now filled with one giant sporophore.
Standing on the mobile observation platform, job and Luke, two highly pure people of the San Luo nationality, carefully watched the spore giant vesicles that vibrated gently. Their facial expressions were finally no longer anxious.
It's been 11 hours, all the spore repair bubbles have been developed, and then there's another hour to wait.
By the time the nano robots have finished the basic repair of the two damaged engines, they will be able to leave this damned place.The tall and thin captain job was flicking his hand on the crystal ball at the top of the columnar console in front of him.
This small observation stand, which is only about five meters in diameter, rises and falls around the warship. The more you look at it, the more heartache you get. But job looks at his warship with the pain in his heart. He keeps calculating how many seat orders are needed for maintenance.
It probably takes Fifty million No, at least 150 million seats. My heart Oh, my God! ]
Job's handsome face has been squeezed into a ball at this time, and the squirming blood of Saint Laurent is almost ejected from his eyes, and the higher the cost of warship maintenance, the more expensive it will be.
Xi Ling is the hard currency of Saint Rao universe!
For the common people at the bottom, just one seat is enough for them to live for two days.
150 million seats. It's just Oh!
Job sighed with reluctance and helplessness.
There's no way. This is the only warship he has.
The pursuit of the wind is his last glory as a pure man.
Vice captain Luke helplessly covers his head.
He was also distressed, but he was more rational than job. As long as his inheritance was still there, the money could be earned back in the future.
”Oh, I suddenly think of the arrest notice of Cameron's garrison 300 million seats. ” Job murmured with emotion.
”Come on, wake up and stop dreaming. Cameron's garrison is playing people like fools. The exact coordinates need to be verified
”Would a wanted person of this level stay in a position and wait for the army to come? The potential meaning of this S-level notice is to let us trap each other. We're kidding. We can't afford to be the object of A-level notice. ” Luke interrupts his companion's self without being angry.
”Not to mention the one in a trillion chance of discovery.”
After that, Luke began to focus on their warships.
However, a few seconds later, Luke found that he did not hear job's complaint. Instead, he was holding his arm tightly.
The clucking sound of teeth was heard in my ears.
”What are you doing!? Job Said Luke, looking back discontented.
And then when he saw the direction job was looking at with his mouth wide open All his expressions were completely frozen on his face, and then slapped in his face.