Interstellar daily life after the merman was forced to go ashore

Chapter 137 Chapter 136

As if feeling a little noisy, Ming Chao opened his eyes, got up from his seat, and under the gaze of everyone, took Jin Zhao's hand and walked out.

After the two left, there was another commotion in the arena.

"Jinzhao and Mingchao are lovers?"

"I don't know, it should be? It can't be brother and sister if they are holding hands?"

"I heard from them that the two were good friends before entering school. They must have known each other for a long time. Do you understand the kind of childhood sweetheart? I used to think that the Ming Dynasty was the first freshman and it was very powerful, but now it is rubbish.

Then after watching the current game, I feel that the current game is hidden, and it is a little more powerful than the Ming Dynasty.And now, the Ming Dynasty is even stronger?

Compared with the current dynasty, which is controversial and ups and downs, the Ming Dynasty, which rarely appears in front of everyone, is the most hidden and powerful one, right? "

Except for a small number of people who are discussing the relationship between the two, more people are discussing the result of the game.

"In the pharmacist competition, the current team is number one; in the mecha maker competition, the current team is still number one. They have scored [-] points out of [-] points in the three games."

"Wanghua team has 36 points, four points behind. No.1 in mecha actual combat has 2 points, No.3 has [-] points, No.[-] has [-] points.
five points.At present, as long as they get No. 2, the first place in the trials will be secured.

If Wanghua wants to overtake, he must get the No.1 mech actual combat. "A boy analyzed.

"The first may be difficult, but I think the second is really possible.

Yijue, Xiusi, Xiong Gungun, and Xiuli are the princes and princesses of the three empires. Since they were young, it is best to be taught by masters of mecha combat. Both Yijue and His Highness Hughes have been on the battlefield.

In terms of mecha actual combat, the strength should not be inferior to the students of the second and third grades, plus the all A-level mechas of the Ming Dynasty, and the healing potions of today, how can other students be their opponents? "

After a man next to him finished speaking, several people fell silent.

If so many healing potions have not been produced today, the Ming Dynasty has not produced four mechas with all A-levels, or the four mecha masters in their team are not strong enough.But the three are the same, and they will not pose a danger to the Wanghua team.

However, in terms of potions, equipment, and the strength of combat personnel, this "average level" team that has been ignored by everyone has all of them.

How to compare?
Totally incomparable.

"Now I'm pinning my hopes on Wanghua's team to see if they can get the first place. The configuration of Wanghua's team is not bad, and the talents of the actual mech players are also very good."

"I hope..."

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Ming Chao dragged Jinzhao away from the arena, and he walked very, very quickly.

Came to a quiet place and sat down.

"what happened to you?"

Now I feel something is wrong with Ming Dynasty, his body, emotion and spirit are all wrong.

The current Ming Dynasty is like a piece of duckweed floating up and down with the turbulent waves on the sea.

Powerless, lonely, and even revealing a sluggish death.

There seemed to be something converging in the depths of his pupils, gradually changing from dark gold to gray gold. In an instant, the vertical eyes flashed, and the eyes could not be restrained from narrowing.

A gust of wind blew by, and his body trembled slightly.The kind of depression and restraint that is close to the limit makes the present unstoppable panic.

"Ming Dynasty Ming Dynasty! Ming Dynasty!"

"What's wrong with you? Is there something wrong with your body?"

Her voice was trembling with the trembling of Ming Dynasty.

"Ming Dynasty?!"

Jin Chao shook his arm lightly, Ming Chao's eyes were closed tightly, and his already fair skin became sickly and pale at this moment.

The always upright body was curled up at this moment, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, his hands were clenched tightly, and the sound of breathing became heavier and heavier.

For him now, even the simplest breathing is extremely difficult.

I don't know what happened to Ming Dynasty now, so I took out three tubes of potions from the terminal - nutrition potion, healing potion, and medical potion.

"What do you need? I'll call the school doctor!"

Jinzhao was about to call the school doctor, but Mingchao clenched his hands tightly, and just buried his head in Jinzhao's arms.

The body is still shaking!

The pinnae are white!
Today, I can even feel the moistness coming from my bosom!

Today, I just feel that the time is extremely long, and there are cold sweats on the back, and the shirt on the back is wet.

My mind is empty, my eyes are pitch black, and I can't see clearly.

After a long time, the person in his arms moved.

Ming Chao got up and leaned on Jinzhao, feeling weak all over.

His chest heaved up and down, and he was breathing heavily.

"Is it better now?"

"Hmm." A low to inaudible response.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"Probably...a little tired."

"really?"

"Well, I'm really tired."

Live too long, the soul is already close to decay.

After the fall of the gods, although he survived because of his current beliefs.

But that one didn't let him go.

Living alone in the universe, enduring this long life that can be said to be stolen, he always has to bear some... pain that can shake the soul of a god.

This kind of pain that tears the soul and makes the gods can't help trembling.

Every once in a while, he has to go through it.

Ming Chao spread out her tightly closed hands, bright red blood slowly flowed down her fingers, it hurt Jin Zhao's eyes and her heart.

Biting his lower lip, he took out the medicine from the terminal and applied it on Ming Chao's palm. The palm that should have stopped bleeding instantly under the effect of the special medicine was still glistening with blood.

"Why didn't it work?" Impossible!
"It's useless. The blood won't stop until it's exhausted. Any medical methods are useless."

Ming Chao smiled lightly, as if he had already gotten used to it.

Today did not believe in evil, so he shook out all the things he had bandaged to stop the bleeding, and put them on Mingchao's palms one by one.

Nothing works.

Seeing Jinzhao's anxious appearance, Mingchao touched Jinzhao's head with his good hand and comforted him, "Okay, it's almost done. It's okay."

Jinzhao glared at Mingchao, "If you want to say something in the future, I can barely listen to it."

"Well, if the timing is right."

What she meant, he understood.

"You can rest for a while."

Jinzhao wiped the fine sweat off Mingchao's forehead with a tissue, seeing those smiling eyes staring at him, Jinzhao rolled his eyes and threw the tissue on Mingchao's body.

"Wipe yourself."

After all, he wiped his forehead.

She sweated no less than Ming Dynasty.

The evening wind blew, and the wet back was blown half dry.

As if nothing happened, the two left the place.

(End of this chapter)