Seeing everyone in the vehicle jump down one after another and line up for physical examinations.
Qi Xing and Jiang Zhaosu still hesitated where they stood.
"Why aren't you two lining up?" Cheng Yang came over and asked. "Don't worry about your supplies. After the examination, we'll send someone to deliver them to your residence in the Survivor Base."
Ever since Cheng Yang had used that gun early that morning, his complexion had remained poor. He had been drowsy throughout the ride, nowhere near as chatty as he had been yesterday.
It seemed that once this kind of Ability Weapon bonded with its user, using it also consumed the user's mental energy.
Seeing that Cheng Yang seemed to have a favorable impression of Jiang Zhaosu, Qi Xing had an idea and said to him, "Actually, my little sister's health..."
Anyone who possessed a Crystal Core Weapon must have an extraordinary family background.
Qi Xing had just been about to say that Jiang Zhaosu had a slight physical defect and ask whether Cheng Yang could make an exception for her when Jiang Zhaosu grabbed his hand and squeezed his palm. "Brother, cough cough cough..."
Qi Xing:??!
"What's wrong with your sister?"
Cheng Yang looked at Jiang Zhaosu in confusion. "Did she catch a cold? I have cold medicine."
Qi Xing tightened his grip on Jiang Zhaosu's hand. "...She still has diarrhea. I'll take her to the bathroom first."
She had diarrhea yesterday, and she still had it today?
Cheng Yang looked at Jiang Zhaosu with some sympathy. "How long has this been going on? Won't your sister get dehydrated? How about I buy her some antidiarrheal medicine?"
Jiang Zhaosu:?
What the hell? Who had diarrhea?
"We'll be right back."
Qi Xing scooped Jiang Zhaosu up and jumped out of the vehicle.