Looking at the small tube of medicine, Li Ze asked doubtfully, "Is this enough? Why don't we just lie down in the treatment pod?"

Before He Xingjue could speak, Li Ze entered He Xingjue's mecha and carried out the treatment pod inside.

He Xingjue: "......."

There's no need to make a mountain out of a molehill.

At this moment, his feelings were incredibly complicated. He didn't know whether he was happy because the other person cared about him, or disappointed because he couldn't enjoy the other person applying medicine for him.

He lay down in the treatment pod, and his wound would be completely healed in less than half an hour. At that time, would Li Ze still feel sorry for him?

He Xingjue did not want to lie in the treatment pod, but Li Ze did not give him the chance.

"Stop being so hesitant, come in quickly." Li Ze opened the door to the treatment pod, his face serious.

He Xingjue smiled bitterly and could only lie down inside.

As the smoke slowly dissipated, a medium-sized mech was completely destroyed.

"It's just gone like that?"

Inside another warship in the distance, the pirates from another pirate group remained stunned for a long time.

"How did that mech manage to do that? Even the most powerful mech in the entire interstellar space couldn't achieve that speed, right?"

"And that reaction speed! Mechs simply couldn't do that!"

"But that's a mech! Chief Els's mech!"

"So can someone explain how they did it? Any other mech would have done the same to the warship without a scratch."

"If we switch to another mech, the warship can obliterate it before it even gets close."

"A mech destroyed a warship, and the crew seems to be unharmed."

"An entire pirate crew has been wiped out, should we still go for it?"

"What are you going to do? Are you just going to your death? Stop talking nonsense, go back and pack your things, let's leave the Death Starfield."