Spiritual Recovery: Be Invincible Starting From Delivering Food

Ye Xiaoshu blew himself up.

China's new star died on the battlefield like this.

The pure white light is like the burning sun, turning the night sky into day.

The circular explosion range leveled the entire seaside.

"boom--"

The vibrations caused by the explosion caused cracks in the unaffected land.

A large number of houses collapsed due to this violent tremor.

That light destroys all threats.

Abnormalities, spiritual realms, and disaster levels are all enveloped within it.

The martial arts that can kill all the immortals are now unleashing their power to the limit.

The impact of the explosion instantly annihilated countless creatures.

Soldiers on the battlefield looked at the incandescent light in the distance.

They understood that the young man - Chief Ye Xiaoshu.

Sacrifice heroically at this moment.

He sacrificed his life for China!

A veteran straightened his back and saluted toward the holy white light.

Only his arms were raised, his palms having been chopped off in the war.

But this does not prevent him from paying the highest respect to his superior.

"May the heroic spirit return triumphantly."

The soldiers saluted and said together:

"The martyrs died for their country, and their souls bless the mountains and rivers!"

"The martyrs died for their country, and their souls bless the mountains and rivers!"

"..."

A country with hope,

There can be no heroes.

A country with a future,

We cannot do without pioneers.

The name of this era will be imprinted on this young man.

Camp——

No one said a word.

The scene was deserted, as if it had lost its popularity.

The researchers sighed and put the data generated by the explosion on the big screen.

Explosion range≈282,600 hectares

Explosion power: cannot be estimated.

Kinetic energy generated by explosion: cannot be estimated.

Disaster-level Abnormality: Loss of vital signs

———————

"Everyone, please go back and rest..." Cui Zhenjun said in despair.

He is the person who thinks most highly of Ye Xiaoshu.

He felt that this boy had the ability to inherit his position.

If one day Cui Zhenjun is about to die, then the next commander-in-chief will definitely be Ye Xiaoshu.

China will be strong because of him.

But now... the person is dead.

"It seems like just now, this kid was joking with us."

"He is most afraid of death. Why..."

Zhang Jin clenched his fists, hating why he didn't blow himself up.

Cui Zhenjun patted his shoulder lightly and said:

"Now that the person is dead, it is useless to say anything."

"Go back and rest. There will be a mourning meeting for Ye Xiaoshu tomorrow."

At the urging of the commander-in-chief, everyone dispersed and returned to their tents.

the next day--

Newscast:

"National spiritual disaster event to achieve staged victory."

"But China paid a heavy price."

“70% of civilians in the Zhehai area died, and there were 42 million casualties.”

Just looking at these 42 million people seems to be just a number.

It can be said in another sentence.

A person dies painfully in a disaster, something that happens 42 million times.

"Condolences to the martyrs who died in this battle!"

For these three minutes, viewers across the country were concerned about the battle situation on the front line.

Spontaneously bowed his head in silence.

Three minutes later, the last words were spoken on the TV.

"The beast tide in Zhejiang Sea is still going on, but it's time to counterattack!"

The TV is off.

Everyone in the dragon group is in the tent, and they are at the top of the TV martyr list.

I saw Ye Xiaoshu’s name.

"How should we explain to his family?" Zhang Jin asked.

"Ye Xiaoshu seems to have only one sister. Alas, if his sister knew about her brother's death... she would be very sad." Dong Chen sighed.

"Let's go, the mourning meeting has already begun."

"good."

Everyone stood up and walked out of the tent.

The fighting has deescalated and a new wave of tactical support has arrived on the battlefield.

The soldiers who were struggling to support themselves on the front lines have now retreated to the rear to rest.

Without the existence of disaster-level abnormalities, the strength and number of monsters would be far less than before.

The mobile troops of the North China Military Region went into battle.

Several armored battalions formed an encirclement net at the same time, suppressing the approaching monsters.

When these resting soldiers were free, they spontaneously mourned.

They posted photos of their comrades on the wall, lit a few cigarettes and stuck them in the soil.

This special 'ritual' is common in the military.

In the process of fighting against the spiritual realm, someone will always die unfortunately.

They often do this, mourning their comrades.

There is no feeling of death, just sudden news.

he died? he died.

There is no trace of sadness or discomfort in my heart.

But at a certain moment, I thought of every bit of life together.

For example, when I see a certain cup, I think of my comrades who once washed it for me.

But now he is no longer alive.

The tears couldn't stop flowing.

Qi Yasu shouted with tears in her eyes:

"Why...why do you want to die so easily?"

"There should be a way, there must be another way!"

"Ye Xiaoshu, I like you."

Tai Wanrong gently hugged her body and brushed away her tears with a handkerchief.

At this time.

Sun rise.

The sun pierced the dark clouds and shone on the photos of the martyrs.

Each man held a bowl of wine in his hand.

Jia Shun: "First glass, I toast you!"

"You are a real man!"

Zhang Jin: "Ye Xiaoshu, I will remember you and tell your story to my children."

"Let your sacrifice be celebrated."

Dong Chen and Dong Mu: "Salute to you!"

Everyone drank the wine in the bowl one after another.

They mourned and were silent for nearly five minutes.

Suddenly, they heard a familiar voice in their ears.

That mean voice!

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's so miserable! It's such a miserable death!"

"I, the Ye Shu people, give him a toast!"

[Negative emotional value from the dragon group +6000]

Qi Yasu couldn't believe it and turned around with wide eyes.

Is it an illusion?

Is it an illusion?

No, that smirk.

It can only be Ye Xiaoshu!

The next moment, she felt warm and soft in her arms.

She hugged Ye Xiaoshu with teleportation and cried:

"Why don't you come back if you're fine?"

"You have no idea how worried we are about you!"

"Bad little tree, bad little tree, bad little tree..."

[Favorable sentiment value from Qi Yasu +1000]

Ye Xiaoshu patted her back and comforted her:

"I'm back now, aren't I?"

"I thought since it is a abnormality, it must have a spiritual core."

"I searched the big pit all night last night and didn't see it."

"Weird."

Zhang Jin smiled bitterly and shook his head and said:

"You kid, can't you return to the team first and then go find the spiritual core?"

Ye Xiaoshu: "That won't work. If someone else picks it up, wouldn't I suffer a big loss?"

"What if I can absorb the disaster level? Then I can take off?"

If it were possible to absorb the apostle's spiritual core, who could resist that kind of power?

Unfortunately, I couldn't find it. I don't know if it was blown to pieces.

Qi Yasu hugged Ye Xiaoshu and breathed hard.

Feel his heartbeat, feel the smell of man on him.

There was a surge of vitality in him.

Qi Yasu asked in surprise:

"Wait...you broke through?"

Ye Xiaoshu scratched his head and said with a smile:

"Hey, I'll be promoted to two stars."

[Negative emotional value from the dragon group +6000]