"There are still seventy-four people to save."
Ma Ran glanced at Su Qiangwei beside him. "Saving one person consumes the internal energy from seven or eight acupoints."
"It may fluctuate, but..."
"Never fewer than six."
"We'll have to stay here another two days."
Su Qiangwei gave a soft snort.
She wasn't some idiot like Song Chu, who would still grin happily even after being sold!
Without Ma Ran needing to explain, she understood what he meant as soon as she heard it.
"I get it."
"You just want me to recharge you, right?"
"That's the only use Energy Transfer has, anyway."
The little fairy-branded power bank had come online!
Three days later, all survivors in Area A3 had made it through the critical period.
At 8:25 a.m.
A special vehicle sent by Caolu Academy came to pick up Ma Ran and Su Qiangwei.
"Salute!"
The survivors who had escaped death straightened their backs, pressed their fingers together, and raised their hands in perfect unison.
Their middle fingers lightly touched their temples as they faced the direction in which the vehicle departed.
Whoosh!
Some wore military uniforms, some white coats, some chef's hats, and some Academy uniforms...
Regardless of age or gender, the gratitude and sincerity in their eyes were utterly genuine.
Amid the sudden morning downpour...
The five-star red flag fluttered in the wind.
Outside the car window, the rain poured down.
Su Qiangwei munched on wasabi-flavored chips while humming a cheerful tune, looking as happy as an idiot.
Ma Ran watched the muddy road outside, his brows tightly furrowed as he pondered the various disasters they would face next.
"For the next half a month, there won't be any sudden incidents with particularly high danger levels."
"One thing worth mentioning is that nine days from now, over