Sorry, Our Captain Is a True All-Rounder

Chapter 54: Chapter 54: Spiritual Power Recovery

Lin Jingjing didn’t answer right away. There were too many people here. She could save one of them, but she couldn’t save them all.

"We’ll see if the rescue team can find this place," Lin Jingjing replied. She knew Feng He would have people come looking for them; in fact, she would come down herself.

’But with so many people trapped here, who knows when the rescuers will arrive?’

’Can everyone be rescued safely?’

Everything was uncertain.

The young woman’s eyes were locked on Lin Jingjing; she refused to miss a chance to get out.

After hearing Lin Jingjing’s words, she grew even more anxious. "Then when will the main force arrive?"

As for when they would arrive, no one knew.

"We don’t know at the moment. The network is blocked here, so we have no way to contact them," Lin Jingjing replied seriously.

The young woman slumped to the ground at her words, the light in her big, dark eyes suddenly dimming.

She gave a self-mocking laugh. "Looks like I’m not getting out."

She raised her hands to cover her face, crying wretchedly. "I can die anywhere, I just don’t want to die in here."

Seeing her like this, Lin Jingjing thought for a moment before finally handing the hairpin to her. "It’s up to you now," she said seriously.

The young woman looked at the hairpin before her, then pursed her lips and accepted it.

The group carefully inspected the research lab and even saw an operating table.

The area around the table was covered in blood; it seemed many people had died there.

After looking around, they left some Nutrient Liquid for the captives and left, saying, "Don’t worry. When the main force gets here, they’ll get you out."

Lin Jingjing thought for a moment and added, "But it’s also possible the main force won’t make it here. If you want to escape, you’ll have to find a way yourselves."

With that, the four of them left. Behind them, the people locked in the cages watched their retreating backs, silently shedding tears.

The young woman clutched the hairpin in her hand, making a decision in her heart.

’I have to get out of here.’

"Are we really just leaving like this? Is that okay?" Shi Feng asked, touching his chest. He felt a profound sense of guilt toward them.

But the four of them couldn’t save so many people. If they rescued them only to be unable to guarantee their safety, they would feel terrible.

Neither choice felt right, which made Shi Feng miserable.

"They’re safer staying inside than following us," Mo Xuan replied seriously. "We can barely protect ourselves as it is."

"If we let them all out and they follow us, we’ll all just get wiped out together."

Shi Feng felt a little better hearing Mo Xuan’s words and accepted his explanation.

’Feng He will definitely bring the rescue team and get these people out.’

Shi Feng clenched his fists, steeling his resolve.

Meanwhile, Feng He was in the middle of a firefight with mutant beasts.

They had taken a path in the opposite direction of Lin Jingjing’s group.

After seeing the door before them, He Luanchuan’s group hesitated for a moment before blasting it open. Once inside, the area suddenly opened up into a wide, empty space.

Feng He’s eyes widened at the sight of the wide-open area; she hadn’t expected it to be so spacious inside.

He Luanchuan was also stunned and immediately transmitted the visual feed to He Shian.

Up at the cave entrance, He Shian watched the feed, his brow furrowed.

"He Luanchuan, I’m sending more people down now. I’ll send Gu Fei to the other fork in the path."

"You all be careful."

After speaking, He Shian looked to Gu Fei and said, "Take some people to the other fork in the path and find out what’s on that side."

Gu Fei immediately replied, "Yes, sir!"

After He Luanchuan finished transmitting, the group had only just started moving again when a swarm of mutant beasts emerged.

They weren’t large—just small, thin creatures—but their reflexes were incredibly fast.

They were twice as fast as the ones they had encountered before, so fast that their guns were completely useless against them.

If not for their protective shields, the group would have been dead already.

The creatures kept ramming the shields, not stopping even when their heads started to bleed from the impact.

"Captain He, what do we do in this situation?!" Feng He yelled, aiming her gun at them. But every single bullet she fired was dodged by a mutant beast.

Left with no other choice, she yelled to He Luanchuan, who was standing in the center.

He Luanchuan took in the scene, drew a deep breath, then focused his mind and unleashed his spiritual power.

His spiritual power was like a poison, felling the mutant beasts one by one.

After the last mutant beast hit the ground, He Luanchuan could no longer stand and collapsed as well.

He immediately coughed up a large mouthful of blood. The color drained from his face, leaving him looking incredibly weak.

He Luanchuan clutched his mouth as he coughed, bringing up a mouthful of blood with each spasm.

"Captain!" A nearby soldier rushed over to help him up.

Seeing He Luanchuan’s deathly pale face, the soldier yelled to the others, "Medic!"

A young man ran forward and took He Luanchuan from his teammate’s arms, his eyes falling on the captain’s ashen face and his hair, which was starting to turn white.

He Luanchuan’s eyes were squeezed shut, his expression twisted in agony.

"The captain... he’s consumed too much spiritual power. He’s not recovering," the medic said grimly.

Hearing this, Feng He put away her gun and walked over. "Let me see." She knelt, took He Luanchuan’s wrist, and began to check his pulse.

She couldn’t read anything from his pulse. Finally, Feng He focused her energy on He Luanchuan, and in an instant, she could see the injuries within his body.

His body was incredibly weak; moreover, his various bodily functions were slowly deteriorating, as if he were aging.

The problem was centered in his head.

The overuse of spiritual power was causing him immense pain.

After a moment’s thought, Feng He activated her Star Ring and played a recording of her own singing.

She didn’t play it out loud, but held it close to He Luanchuan’s ear, letting it play softly.

A cheerful melody filled He Luanchuan’s ear, and his pained expression slowly softened as he grew still.

When the song finished, Feng He put her Star Ring away. She looked at the medic and said, "Give him a bottle of the Grade A Recovery Agent."

The medic was still in a state of shock, having no idea what this woman had done to soothe the captain.

Seeing him motionless, Feng He looked up and repeated, "A Grade A Recovery Agent. Give him one."

"Oh, right..." The medic snapped out of it, hurriedly pulling a Recovery Potion from his Space Ring and feeding it to He Luanchuan.

The Grade A Recovery Agent was highly effective, especially when combined with the therapeutic effects of Feng He’s song.

The white that had begun to creep into He Luanchuan’s hair slowly faded, returning it to black.

The medic’s eyes widened at the sight. Recovering from an overuse of spiritual power should have taken a very, very long time.

He never expected the captain to recover so quickly, and it was all because of the woman beside him.

The medic looked at Feng He, his expression now filled with newfound respect.