The Interstellar Queen of Scavengers

Set up the cannons, lying on the launch pad, aiming at the monitor, He Bi’s face was extremely stern, and he didn’t speak again the entire time.

It’s not that he didn’t want to speak, but he was afraid that if he opened his mouth, he would start thinking about whether Ji You was already dead.

She rushed into the center of the enemy’s encirclement alone.

Alone.

…

He made an effort to tell himself not to imagine that possibility, and He Bi stared at the monitor, continuously adjusting direction, incorporating all surrounding angles into the surveillance range.

If even one enemy rushed in, he would surely kill them.

Even a mosquito couldn’t break through his blockade.

He Bi squinted his eyes, the cold light in his dark pupils was even sharper.

Beside him, Liu Fufeng leaned against the corner of the wall, eyes closed, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, his face pale, yet Liu Fufeng bit his lips; no matter how much pain he felt, he didn’t give up easily.

1 meter.

2 meters.

3 meters.

…

The range continued to expand, constantly testing the limits Liu Fufeng could bear.

It reached 5 kilometers.

5.5 kilometers.

6 kilometers.

…

It reached 9 kilometers.

Liu Fufeng gritted his teeth hard, meanwhile, his face had already turned completely pale, devoid of any blood color, yet he still bit down, clamped his jaw tightly, without uttering a sound.

It reached 10 kilometers!

It’s enough!

At that moment, Liu Fufeng’s whole body trembled slightly, almost fell over; although he often performed with a feeble demeanor in front of others, this time, he truly wasn’t acting.

He was genuinely close to the end of his strength.

Liu Fufeng grabbed the stool beside him with his long, snow-white hand, stabilizing himself. At this point, his Spiritual Silk Network firmly spread over a radius of 10 kilometers outside the farm, unwavering.

A little crawfish ran out.

A second crawfish ran out.

The third crawfish followed out squeezed behind.

…

More and more crawfish ran out as Yue Qiguang and Chu Jiaojiao dismantled the partitions faster.

He Bi noticed all this, but he didn’t say a word.

Liu Fufeng’s spiritual network also monitored the situation all along but didn’t find anything unusual about these crawfish.

Therefore, neither of them paid attention to it.

…

Time seemed to have passed for a long while, but actually, less than a minute had passed. He Bi remained motionless on the launch pad, like a sculpture.

Liu Fufeng leaned against the corner, hands gripping the stool, clenching his teeth.

Although he couldn’t know the progress of Chu Jiaojiao and others’ dismantling or Shen Changqing and Sheng Qingyan’s search for the control system, Liu Fufeng sensed crawfish escaping more frequently, indicating a pleasing progress in dismantling.

Then—

Is the material enough?

Liu Fufeng was even mindful enough to think about this issue.

When Ji You first made the mixture, she said the material wasn’t enough for large-scale production. They could only prepare a small batch for emergencies.

This partition farm is about half size bigger than the one they encountered before, certainly not enough. They had to accelerate the search for the control center, taking control from the farm.

That would test Shen Changqing and Sheng Qingyan’s reconnaissance skills.

Can those two manage it?

Hesitation lasted just a moment, Liu Fufeng quickly became firm.

They can definitely manage it.

You must trust them.

This thought flashed through Liu Fufeng’s mind; suddenly, his expression condensed.

When did I start trusting people?

This sudden thought terrified him, and Liu Fufeng, pale-faced, couldn’t find his voice temporarily.

The change in his emotion amplified suddenly, coupled with the immense pressure on his spiritual power, making his exquisite, beautiful face continuously show a painful and distorted expression, becoming slightly fierce suddenly.

He Bi stared at the monitor without moving away, but at the moment of Liu Fufeng’s emotional fluctuation, He Bi was startled: “Liu Fufeng?”

Liu Fufeng didn’t respond.

He gritted his teeth hard, his forehead already white as paper began to bulge with veins suddenly.

Obviously, he was already in extreme pain.

He Bi’s fingertips trembled: “What’s wrong with you?”

At that moment of sudden emotional fluctuation, his struggling spiritual silk network showed cracks. Liu Fufeng indeed panicked, his unease causing another crack appeared.

Liu Fufeng clenched his palm abruptly.

“Don’t panic.” He Bi didn’t turn around. He focused on the monitor while speaking, his palm already sweating, yet remained motionless, speaking in a remarkably calm tone: “Trust in yourself.”

That sentence fell silently, yet it struck Liu Fufeng’s heart.

Trust again?

A trace of confusion rose in his heart suddenly.

So this is trust between teammates? You distrust yourself, yet your teammates continue to trust you, holding infinite expectations for you?

Is this what being teammates means?

Is this how it feels to have teammates? The surroundings are cold, yet the heart is not cold; it’s warm, with heat passing through the heart.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and at that moment, Liu Fufeng worked hard to calm his emotion. Gradually, his spiritual silk network stabilized, and the cracks started to mend.

Hurry up.

Hurry up!

With this in mind, Liu Fufeng’s face grew paler, but the Spiritual Silk Network finally completely repaired.

Liu Fufeng felt himself near exhaustion.

The flesh and blood seemed to be drained, and this time, he truly couldn’t sustain much longer.

Pain…

The pain made Liu Fufeng want to roll on the ground, to scream loudly, to give up without care.

But, it had been less than 3 minutes only.

3 minutes.

…

Couldn’t let the teammates be disappointed.

Couldn’t let down the teammates’ trust.

Liu Fufeng closed his eyes slightly, biting harder on his teeth, maintaining the massive spiritual silk network. Just 10 minutes?

It’s simple.

Pain isn’t unfamiliar.

Just bite down.

Liu Fufeng closed his eyes again, eliminating all distractions, focusing solely on supporting the spiritual network, closely monitoring every dynamic within it.

From a large crawfish to air currents so subtle they’re almost imperceptible, everything was within his Spiritual Silk Network coverage, without missing.

Meanwhile—

Chu Jiaojiao, Yue Qiguang, Yue Qiyuan’s progress in dismantling grid cells was also very pleasing; at this rate, it won’t take 30 minutes to completely dismantle.

But—

Can Ji You last 30 minutes?