Li Zhengyang looked at Lei Qianjue's weak state and did not respond.
Several medical staff gathered around.
Supreme-Grade Spirit Stone continues to turn into gray powder, barely maintaining his life energy.
Nie Wushuang is standing opposite.
"Follow me back to the War God Hall."
"There is a medical area with the highest standards Great Xia, and there are also doctors who specialize in repairing Martial Warrior's heart veins."
"With your military exploits today, no one will object to entering War God Hall."
Li Zhengyang raised his head.
"If you go to the War God Hall, can you guarantee that he will be 100% alive and kicking?"
It was quiet all around.
War God Hall represents the highest military force of Great Xia and controls resources that are inaccessible to the outside world.
But it's not omnipotent.
Nie Wushuang didn't promise casually.
He squatted down and explored Lei Qianjue's injuries again.
After a few breaths, he took back his hand.
"More than 70% of the heart vessels have been damaged."
"Origin Lightning Seed has been burned out, and the meridians have been eroded by the power of Emperor Rank."
"War God Hall can save his life."
"As for whether it can be restored to its previous state, I cannot guarantee."
Li Zhengyang looked down at Lei Qianjue.
This old guy is usually very tough-talking.
He beat me till my nose was bruised and my face was swollen, and I dared to say that I just didn't warm up during the sparring session.
It's quiet now.
"War God Hall, I want to postpone going for a while."
Qin Zhan suddenly raised his head.
"Zhengyang, do you know what you are rejecting?"
"Know."
"That's War God Hall!"
Li Zhengyang becomes more and more excited as he talks.
"But, I have a more important thing, and that is to save people."
"Everything else must be pushed to the back burner."
Nie Wushuang looked at him.
"Many people have been waiting their whole lives, but they still can't wait for an invitation from the War God Hall."
Li Zhengyang Press the last few pieces of Supreme-Grade Spirit Stone into the spirit gathering device.
"I didn't wait."
"You came to me."
Qin Zhan's eyelids twitched.
In the entire Great Xia, there are not many people who dare to speak to the God of War in this tone to his face.
But there's nothing wrong with what I said.
Nie Wushuang was silent for two seconds and suddenly laughed.
"That makes sense."
He did not continue to persuade.
Instead, it took out a data piece from the storage space and threw it to Li Zhengyang.
Li Zhengyang raised his hand to catch it.
As soon as the data sheet came into contact with Tactical Watch, a incomplete map was projected.
In the center of the map, a large area is covered by thunderclouds.
There is a line of words written next to the red mark.
[Great Xia No. 6 Forbidden Land]
"What do you mean?"
"Great Xia One of the eight forbidden places."
Nie Wushuang points to the depths of the map.
"Thunders fall there all year round, and there are many unidentifiable thunder source points beneath the surface."
"War God Hall has sent people to enter three times."
"During the second exploration, someone sensed lightning Origin Source fluctuations in the deepest part."
Li Zhengyang's eyes stopped on the map.
"Is there something that can repair Origin Lightning Seed?"
"Maybe."
"Maybe?"
"The forbidden area is not a warehouse." Nie Wushuang said, "No one can give you a list of what's inside."
"But Lei Qianjue became a saint with thunder. Ordinary life resources can only save his life. If you want him to recover, you have to reshape Origin Source."
Nie Wushuang looks towards the stretcher.
"No. 6 Forbidden Land, is the only clue at present."
Li Zhengyang Collapse the data piece.
"Give me the route."
"There are only peripheral routes inside."
"That's enough."
Li Zhengyang leaned over and picked up Lei Qianjue.
The action is very stable.
Lei Qianjue's broken arm hung down.
Li Zhengyang put it back on his chest and walked towards the transport ship where the military doctor was.
When passing by Nie Wushuang, he stopped for half a step.
"I owe you today."
Nie Wushuang Wipe off the last bit of the arrow tip Emperor Blood.
"You blocked that breath and saved thousands of people."
"Great Xia owes you this debt."
Li Zhengyang There is no argument.
He carried Lei Qianjue and boarded the hospital ship.
Military doctors have emptied the highest-standard life-support cabin in advance.
The cabin is made of a whole piece of psychic crystal, and the interior is filled with light golden repair fluid.
The energy conduit is activated at the same time to reconnect the damaged heart veins of Lei Qianjue.
[Life support system activated.]
[Target life status: Danger.]
[Estimated maintenance time: seventy-two hours.]
The hatch slowly closed.
Li Zhengyang stood outside, staring at the bloodless face.
"Seventy-two hours?"
The attending physician nodded.
"This is the limit that the existing resources Source Energy can maintain."
"Unless you replenish a higher level of life potion."
"How much?"
"Ninth-Rank Life-Sustaining Potion At least three."
The doctor paused.
"There may not be enough inventory at the moment."
"Then buy it."
"Ninth-Rank Martial Artist resources are rarely publicly traded."
Li Zhengyang turned around.
"If no one sells it, the price will be increased."
This is indeed the solution for Li Zhengyang.
Is there any way?
Throw money at it.
Not yet?
That means not enough money is spent.
Outside the camp, a large number of Imperial Guards began to rescue supplies.
No one talks about giving up heavy things anymore.
Supreme-Grade Spirit Stone, Demonic Core, secret medicine, rare metals, boxes and boxes dug out from the ruins.
The wounded who had just woken up also dragged the sealing box outside.
"Equip the hospital ship first!"
"Remove all ammunition and make room for Spirit Stone!"
"What about that Emperor Rank Severed Claw?"
"Can't take it apart!"
"Drag the whole thing away!"
Qin Zhan stood outside the ship and issued orders continuously.
If the battleship loses power, repair it first.
Once the storage equipment is full, tie it to the ship with chains.
These things are now more than just trophies.
There may be Lei Qianjue's life inside.
On the other side, Nie Wushuang walked to a deserted place and connected to the internal channel of the War God Hall.
A middle-aged man's voice came.
"The boy refused?"
"Rejected."
Inside the hospital ship.
Li Zhengyang Take out Tactical Watch.
The screen was full of cracks and the communication module was barely restored.
He dialed the number Zhao Mingyuan directly.
It rang twice and the other party connected.
"Li Zhengyang?"
"I heard that you encountered the Emperor Rank creature in Demon Abyss, and the casualty data has not been sent back yet. How is your situation now?"
"Alive."
Zhao Mingyuan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Just stay alive. Don't worry about the loot in advance. After the troops return, we will follow the process..."
"Minister Zhao."
Li Zhengyang interrupted him.
The voice is not high.
Several military doctors nearby stopped moving at the same time.
"Immediately count all the loot."
Zhao Mingyuan was stunned.
"Now?"
"Now."
"Frontline transportation has not yet resumed, and the appraisal team has not arrived yet. Materials above Martial Saint need to be reviewed by Military Department General Headquarters."
"That's your problem."
Li Zhengyang looked at the countdown that kept beating on the life support module.
"How much should be deducted for the headquarters share."
"The part that belongs to me is all done now."
Zhao Mingyuan heard something was wrong.
"What happened?"
"Lei Qianjue's current status is not optimistic."
The only sound left in the communication is breathing.
After a few seconds, Zhao Mingyuan's voice changed.
"You want money to save him?"
"Yes."
"How many are needed?"
"How many knots are there?"
Li Zhengyang looked at Lei Qianjue in the life support cabin.
"Within thirty minutes."
"I want to see the money!"
Communication hung up.
Southern Frontier Inside the temporary material warehouse.
Zhao Mingyuan put down his watch and pushed open the door to the storage area.
Thousands of Supreme-Grade Spirit Stone are piled up in the warehouse.
Each grade Demonic Core is filled with six rows of alloy boxes.
Outside the warehouse, a broken Emperor Rank claw lay across the wasteland, and black blood was still corroding the ground.
As soon as the analyzer got close to the scales, the screen exploded on the spot.
Zhao Mingyuan looked at the mountains of loot in front of him.
His hands began to tremble.