Rocket turned around and looked at Jason, who was now lying motionless and powerless on the cold ground.
"What happened?"
Rocket, who had originally been slender, said with a slightly bloated look,
"It's nothing. I'm going to rest for a while. Don't call me. I think... I really need to get some proper rest."
Only after Leo left did Jason's face finally show signs of dejection.
With his hands and feet somewhat weak, he crawled toward the relatively intact lounge.
Rocket was a little confused, but when he saw Karina hurry over to help Jason, a meaningful smile appeared on his face.
"I am Groot."
"I know. Can you get rid of this condition of mine? I feel awful."
Rocket looked at Groot beside him and said helplessly.
Then he began collecting anything of value that remained on the Milan.
"Is this Quill's mysterious little box? Oh, right, is the warehouse all right?"
Rocket began working busily inside the dilapidated cabin. With Groot's help, the two of them worked very quickly.
Outside, the cleanup crews who had come to clear the area had received orders long ago not to disturb the wreckage of the spaceship that looked as if a single punch could scatter it.
However, when they saw the Mecha warriors still groaning on the ground around them, along with the large number of black-armored Destroyers, happy smiles appeared on their faces.
These things were all priceless treasures!!
Inside the inner layer.
Everyone stared at the scene on the screen, which had already gone dark, and could not recover for some time.
Even Difan, who considered himself to have witnessed endless ages, had eyes filled with terror.
They might all have guessed that Red Whale was capable of contending with the Dark Star after it lost its Destruction Device.