Interstellar Beast World: The Ferocious Beast Husband Has a Wild Mind

Chapter 35 Choice
Sang Qing's gaze shifted to her goose yellow skirt which was completely stained with blood. When she lifted it up, she saw that the bullet had gone straight through her calf, leaving two small hollow holes. She didn't know how much blood had flowed out.

Sang Qing did not hesitate. He took out a dagger from his bag and cut her skirt with it. Following the grain, he tore out a long strip of cloth with a "rip".

Sang Qing wrapped the strip of cloth tightly around and around, finally tying it into a bow. He raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Our conditions are limited, so I can only treat you this way. I don't know if I can keep you alive."

The female turned her head and looked at Sang Qing weakly. She opened her mouth but no sound came out. But judging from her lip shape, it should be "thank you".

Sang Qing forced a smile at her and walked carefully towards the head of the spacecraft, ready to check the situation.

A pungent smell suddenly filled the air.

"Chirp—"

Suddenly, a faint bird song came to my ears.

Looking down, I saw a little blue bird lying in the blood on the grass, with a few blood-stained pieces of hair around it. It was obvious that it did not belong to this bird.

Why is there a bird here? Was it accidentally hit by a spacecraft?
Seeing that it was still breathing, Sang Qing picked it up.

When the smell dissipated a little and the noisy fighting outside weakened, the silver-gray-haired man came over with several people in police uniforms.

"It's safe outside now, Miss, you can come with us." The clear voice carries an elegant temperament.

The man was so handsome that Sang Qing's gaze subconsciously lingered on his face for a moment. He put the bird into his bag and led them to the injured female.

"She was shot in the calf and has lost a lot of blood. She needs urgent medical treatment."

The two soldiers carried the female away together.

Sang Qing also followed Renoir and returned to the crowd that had already come out of the spaceship.

The body of the yellow curly-haired man was still lying together with the body of the star pirate, and there was no time to deal with it. Sang Qing only took a glance and then looked away, without any mercy.

Even if she had had the opportunity to help her cut the ropes on her feet, she would not choose to do so.

Sang Qing heard some of what had just happened through the discussions in the crowd.

All the pirates were captured, and it was the silver-haired man called Lei Jian who gave the pirate leader, the one-eyed pirate, a fatal shot.

This group of space pirates were probably smuggling some banned drugs. Seeing that there was no hope of escape, they decided to throw the banned drugs away. Fortunately, they were rescued in time and no one was affected.

Just as everyone was evacuating in an orderly manner, a commotion suddenly broke out behind the army.

"Oh no! Adjutant Ling's mental agitation level is rapidly increasing!"

"Did he come into contact with any illegal drugs?"

"That should be the case. He was the closest at that time!"

"Quick, give him a tranquilizer, and everyone else retreat to a safe area."

"It's not working. The banned potion is too strong, and the riot level is still rising."

"What should we do? According to regulations, if it exceeds 90, the destruction process must be immediately implemented."

Everyone spread outward to a safe area with Adjutant Ling as the center.

"It's only 85, there's still hope." A calm voice broke the silence.

Then Renoir walked out, facing Sang Qing and the others, and said loudly, "Is there any female willing to try to comfort Adjutant Ling? I am Renoir, a prosecutor from the Supreme Procuratorate of the Imperial Capital. If there is a female willing, regardless of whether it succeeds in the end, I and everyone here at the Procuratorate today will be very grateful.

The resounding shouts carried an extremely sincere request, and everyone's eyes turned to the few dozen females in the crowd.

Everyone looked at each other, whispering quietly, but no one stepped forward. A flicker of disappointment flashed across Renoir's eyes, and he repeated, "Is there any female willing to try to help Adjutant Ling with some mental comfort? I promise I won't put any females in any danger."

There was still silence, and even the females shrank back from the crowd.

You Fei, who was standing next to them, was a little angry. He pointed at them and cursed, "Have you forgotten who was the one who opened the hatch of the transformed spaceship in the first place and let you escape?"

"If it weren't for him, many of you would have been harmed by the potion like him!"

"I'm just asking you to try to save someone, and there's no risk to your life. Are you unwilling to do that?"

"Females won't be affected by that potion." An unknown female muttered loudly.

You Fei was so angry that his eyes turned red, but he didn't know what to say.

He wasn't even in a position to blame the females.

Sang Qing looked for the female who was rescued first in the crowd and found that the female was also looking at her. When their eyes met, the female dodged his gaze and lowered her head to lean into the arms of the male beside her.

Sang Qing calmly withdrew his gaze, pursed his lips, and chose to stand up.

Adjutant Ling is the beaver who took the risk.

"Excuse me, what is Adjutant Ling's spiritual level?" A clear and pleasant voice rang out at the scene, like the first bell breaking the dawn.

Renoir, who had given up and was walking back in disappointment, suddenly turned around and looked at Sang Qing in surprise.

Youfei's eyes suddenly flashed with brilliance.

"A-level!" Renoir looked at Sang Qing and repeated, "Adjutant Ling is A-level."

Fortunately, it was A-level, and Sang Qing felt relieved.

"Miss, please follow me." Youfei excitedly led the way.

Under the gaze of many people, Sang Qin crossed the encirclement and came in front of Adjutant Ling.

Although Adjutant Ling had been given a sedative and was unconscious, he was still uneasy and his body was twitching as if he was having a terrifying nightmare.

Youfei and Renoir followed Sang Qing, ready to take Sang Qing away at any time.

Renoir's eyes, which always looked gentle, watched the every move of the female in front of him carefully.

The female was wearing a large mask, and her expression could not be seen. She knelt beside Adjutant Ling, gently brushed aside his blood-stained hair, and put her hand on it. There was no trace of disgust or fear in her eyes.

The spiritual threads entered the beaver's spiritual sea. The environment inside was like a dam. Those black spiritual threads were abnormally active, with a restless atmosphere.

It was much more serious than the soldiers she treated, but not to the extent of Shi Ying.

Sang Qing tried his best to comb out the silk threads and absorb the black pollution.

She had never come into contact with A-level orcs, so she had no way of measuring how much mental energy she could use to reduce the riot value.

Hearing their anxious tone, it seemed very serious. Sang Qing could only help him absorb as much black pollution as possible.

With many experiences, Sang Qing will no longer do stupid things.

He left himself about 15% of his mental reserve and withdrew from the beaver's mental sea.

Adjutant Ling had an instrument for measuring mental agitation held by medical staff, but it was not visible from Sang Qing's position.

(End of this chapter)