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Chapter 40 Why Is It So Small

There is no doubt that this is a wasteland.

There was no signal at all from the terminal on their wrists, and the possibility of them calling for help was extremely slim. When the meteorite storm broke out, the capsule refuge cabin lost control and had already deviated from the route. Now, except for being sure that the desolate star is located in the second galaxy, there is almost no way. No clues.

Misstep.

Jiang Zhixian pressed his eyebrows and fell into thinking. Judging from the current situation, his body was seriously injured and he could no longer protect himself.

In the middle of nowhere, with the sky filled with yellow sand, with Shen quietly escaping for his life, the chance of survival was too low. If it was just him, plus those medicines, 20 nutrient solutions, and 2 pulse guns with full energy, he might still be able to survive. Fight for a way to survive.

Between the two of them, given Shen Qiao's physical condition, they wouldn't be able to last for 10 days.

10 days.

This is almost a dead end.



The next morning, when the sun was not too dazzling, Shen quietly lay on his side on the ground, his pale little face looking pitiful.

Suddenly, a golden lizard crawled out of the sand and sniffed her palm curiously.

The green-white fingertips moved slightly, and Shen Qiao was so frightened by the inexplicable touch that she woke up instantly!

"Jiang Zhixian." She shouted a name almost subconsciously, then quickly propped herself up and looked around.

It was empty, there was not a soul anywhere as far as the eye could see.

Is he gone?

Shen Qingqian's heart skipped a beat and she suddenly felt panicked. She endured the pain in her shoulders and got up from the ground.

Her weak body and excessive blood loss caused her vision to go dark, and she swayed several times before she managed to stabilize her body.

"Jiang Zhixian." She called softly, her dry throat hurt a little, as if she had swallowed some sand, which made her unable to scream.

When she realized that she was the only one left in this place, she felt a sense of confusion that she had never experienced before, causing her eyes to lose their sparkle.

She can actually understand Jiang Zhixian.

Last night, Shen Qingqing also considered this issue, whether to abandon Jiang Zhixian and escape alone. But soon, this idea was abandoned. With her physical condition, it was almost impossible without Jiang Zhixian's help. Survive.

There was no Skynet or anyone else on this desolate star. Her mental power was useless. Apart from being a burden, Shen Qiao couldn't figure out what use she had.

That's why she tried her best to save Jiang Zhixian last night.

She just wanted to take a gamble, betting that Jiang Zhixian would be soft-hearted and not leave her in the desert.

But now it seems that she lost completely.

I really didn't expect that she would die on this desolate star that didn't even have a name.

"Hey!" A lazy voice broke the silence of the desert and dispersed Shen Qing's depressed eyes.

In an instant, the sunlight became dazzling and her heart was beating rapidly. She had obviously accepted the worst outcome, but she was bewitched by the voice and gave her hope again.

"What are you doing standing still?" Jiang Zhixian held a concave metal plate in his hand and quietly walked towards Shen step by step.

His speed was not as arrogant as before, and he could even see a bit of fatigue and weakness.

But every step was very firm, as if telling Shen Qingqi that he was back.

"You..." Didn't leave?

Shen whispered to his lips and then pursed his lips tightly. However, his voice was slightly soft, which made Jiang Zhixian couldn't help but look over.

"Crying?" Jiang Zhixian frowned, and he had already walked up to Shen Qingqing.

He lowered his head and aimed his gaze at Shen Qiao's face. His amber eyes were so straight that it made people's hearts itch to look at them.

"No." Shen quietly looked away, the ends of his eyes turning red.

Jiang Zhixian laughed softly and handed over the concave metal plate in his hand, "I collected a little dew, drink some first."

Rights, status, and money can all be possessed in the future.

But when the little wildcat is gone, it is really gone.

Oh, and a fairy cat who needs to drink dew.

Shen Qiao was a little confused about Jiang Zhixian's feeding action, but still took the water. "Did you drink it?"

In the morning, he only collected so much dew. Thinking of Jiang Zhixian's injury, Shen quietly frowned and pushed the water away.

"I'm not very thirsty yet, you can drink."

"Drink as long as you are told. No need to worry." Jiang Zhixian's tone was strong, giving Shen Qiu no chance to shirk the blame.

The two were in a stalemate for half a second, and Shen Qingqing finally gave in and drank the water completely.

The taste is not very good, and it barely moistens the throat. It seems that the next days will be difficult.

Jiang Zhixian was wearing a silver-gray combat uniform. He handed the other suit to Shen Qingqing, then found a backpack from the refuge cabin and stuffed medical drugs and nutrient solution into it.

"Change your clothes. The temperature will rise soon and you won't be able to bear it."

Shen quietly gritted his teeth and carefully took over the combat uniform. Only then did Jiang Zhixian realize that her shoulder was covered in blood.

He woke up in the middle of the night yesterday. Considering that the temperature during the day was too high, he chose to explore the environment at night, hoping to find something useful.

Waiting until early morning, you have to work hard to collect dew, and then feed it to the little wild cats exhaustingly.

I thought this was bad enough, but when I came to my senses, I found that Shen Qingqiao's shoulder was actually injured.

In the end, he still failed to protect her.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Jiang Zhixian frowned, took out the disinfectant and healing agent from his backpack, and then pulled Shen quietly to the ground and sat down with a sullen face.

Seeing him looking like he was going to give himself medicine, Shen Qianqian's face turned pale.

"You..." Forget it, you have to deal with wounds sooner or later, so just let it hurt.

Even if he cried, the worst he could do would be to be teased by Jiang Zhixian.

"Just bear with it." Jiang Zhixian snorted. He was so stupid that he actually used all the painkillers in the medical kit.

Shen bit his lip quietly, his shoulders trembling slightly, but he still stubbornly pulled down his clothes, exposing his slender neck.

Further down, there is a shocking wound. In fact, to Jiang Zhixian, this wound is nothing. But to Shen Qingqing, it is too serious!

Shen Qingqiu, who was originally in poor health, almost lost half her life. As soon as Jiang Zhixian stretched out her hand, her eyelashes began to flutter, and a drop of crystal sweat dripped from her temples, flowing along her delicate skin. mandible, dripping down to the collarbone.

"What's wrong?" Shen Qingqiao couldn't help but ask when she saw that he didn't move for a long time.

Jiang Zhixian closed his eyes, looked at the wound again, and sighed softly. "I'm going to pull it out."

Shen quietly nodded, his lower lip bitten into two small dimples by his teeth.

Jiang Zhixian's eyes darkened, and he pulled Shen Qingqiao into his arms. He clasped the back of Shen Qingqiao's head with his right hand and let her rest on his shoulder.

This movement was too fast and too ambiguous. Shen Qingqian felt her body go limp, and her whole body was enveloped by Jiang Zhixian's aura.

"Shen Qingqing."

"Um?"

"Are you a child?"

"ha?"

"Why are the breasts so small..."

"!!!" Shen Quietly clenched his fist and was about to hit him.

However, the next second, his shoulder suddenly hurt. Jiang Zhixian pulled out the metal plate. The pain made Shen Qiao's eyes black, and she bit his neck.


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