Just now, the young man who yelled "Marshal" along with the crowd walked up quickly, took over the action of the person behind him, and pushed Zhou Yuanjing to the central console.

A three-dimensional projection of the entire battle situation is displayed in front of it, and the place in the red circle is the Atlantis star that is currently being attacked by many parties.

"Father." Zhou Xiuwen whispered.

"What? Now you know to call me father." Zhou Yuanjing said in a warm voice, but his words were not polite.

In fact, Zhou Xiuwen rarely called "Father" in the Legion in the past, which obviously had a personal relationship.

In the legion, his father is the leader and core of the whole team. He is Counselor Zhou... Although he doesn't think he can influence his father's decision-making, he doesn't want to use such a personal relationship to disrupt the rules and regulations of the legion, so he On all relatively formal occasions, he would choose to address Zhou Yuanjing as "Marshal" or a military title.

Zhou Yuanjing had teased him in the past, saying that this son of his was very similar to his grandfather, he was so old-fashioned. In fact, this matter doesn't affect anything at all, and the other party is the heir who is about to take over the legion, his relationship with Zhou Yuanjing is fundamental, so the title will naturally not affect anything, but it also emphasizes his status.

But Zhou Yuanjing respected the child's wishes, but sometimes he would look at him jokingly.

But this time the other party took the initiative to call his father, why? I can imagine it...

"I know you're worried, but you're too impatient." This was the second time Zhou Yuanjing said this.

The boy's hand holding the mechanical wheelchair loosened as if frightened.

"Don't let your emotions dominate your will. As a leader, keep calm until everything is settled. Only when your brain is clear can you schedule more accurately."

"Awen, you have to remember that when you sit in the highest position, the lives of all people, the future of countless souls, and even the fate of the empire are tied to you. You can save everyone, but only if you want to save everyone." Be prepared to make choices, and be prepared to pay the price if you make a mistake.”

The young man pursed his upper lip and wanted to say something, but he still didn't say it.

"Calm down now and wait patiently. We are still 4,376 kilometers away from the main site. All the vanguard rescues have already started. Just now I received a message from Colonel Atrium saying that we are about to arrive at Vesey Island."

"Our soldiers have already destroyed all three resonance points reserved by them. Their plot will not succeed."

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the other side.

Jiang Hui's mental power continued to expand. She had never tried to spread her mental power to this extent, which had exceeded her output limit.

But she had to do this again, because these building materials really hindered her from developing her spiritual power. And after releasing it completely, I felt the suffocation of the high-intensity energy backlog, and there were all kinds of strong mental force waves around me, so Jiang Hui couldn't focus on finding the person he was looking for.

Fortunately, she has not been less active in the consciousness space these years. In addition to constructing a rough model of pines and cypresses, the remaining time is to try to make some new changes in this consciousness space.

She also didn't have to look around and build new rooms or things, but mainly started with the small house where the space of consciousness was fixed.

It is also more convenient for him to move around, such as expanding the kitchen or study. Now in her consciousness space, the study room has expanded to the size of a library. There are all the books she has read since Interstellar, and each of them is a selection that she has carefully selected.

The second is storage space, refrigerators and cabinets for storing food. Everything in this consciousness space is the embodiment of her spiritual power. Once the external spiritual power is used beyond a certain amount, she will draw this part of the spiritual power for external use. It may be because appetite is a relatively persistent breakthrough in her mind, so she often collects food in the consciousness space by eating.

Jiang Hui's expansion of the space is also invisibly expanding her storage of mental power.

Her mental power reserve has reached an astonishing level, surpassing S-rank anyway. After she uses up the part of the spiritual power on the outer layer, she can also continue for a period of time by relying on the stored spiritual power, which is also a life-saving trump card for an awakened person.

For example, in the current situation, a huge amount of spiritual reserves and output endurance can help her find her goals in these buildings. His innate sensitivity and plasticity allowed her spiritual power to do things that ordinary awakened people could not achieve.

Soon Jiang Hui found what he was looking for, a total of forty-seven different mental waves. A dozen or so of them are already very weak, and one is exuding strange fluctuations, probably due to a problem with mental power.

Jiang Hui didn't act immediately, but after roughly confirming their current location and posture, they turned around. She raised Wall-E's right hand, and the lower part of the arm rotated out a Chedi long vibration drill.

This thing is stretchable, and the vibration frequency is controllable. If you are skillful, you can even cut the desired part completely without destroying the surrounding structure. This is a relatively complete tool that she found in the recycling yard. It seems to be a refund from a hundred years ago, but it is still very good to use, so she picked it up and put it on the Wall-E. suitable.

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There were bursts of panting sounds in the dark and narrow space. After such a long time in such a narrow space, the air is still there. Everyone on the scene began to fall into a hypoxic situation, and in a few weeks they would enter cerebral hypoxia. If it dragged on for a long time... death would not be far away.

And the waiting time makes people more tormented.

Even though they had just received the news that Jiang Hui was coming to rescue them not long ago, the imminent death was so real.

The vast majority of people don't have such a firm mind. Facing such a catastrophe, they saw so many people die in such a miserable manner in front of their own eyes. Now I am trapped in a small space with a height of less than 0.7 meters. Even though someone promised to save them, the fear of death still lingers in their hearts.

Because of the lack of oxygen, most people have become a little confused, but they are still clear but not necessarily feel better. A huge horror enveloped them. They began to hear various sounds that did not exist in reality and even saw some images. The small space was filled with low howls like wild beasts.

Jaidi maintained a clear consciousness, but it could not last long, and he also experienced hallucinations.

He only felt a gray light suddenly hit his face, and fresh air rushed in, making him take a big breath unconsciously.

Even knowing that all this was an illusion, he still took a deep breath, but at this moment he really took in a big mouthful of fresh air.

"Buzzing—" The high-frequency drill continued to move, and continued to pull open the opening just dug through, intending to further expand it.

Most of the people in the small space are looking straight at the gap that is not enough to span a palm at this moment.

This is... Someone really came to rescue them? real? !

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