Star Mech: The Sickly Commander Soloes Seven

Apocalyptic enforcer Xu Lingqu transmigrated one day and became the unloved, sickly adopted daughter of a general. With a physique that made her faint every three steps and vomit blood every five s...

Chapter 122 It’s Not Important

Chapter 122 It’s Not Important

Xu Lingqu stayed in the infirmary of Moye Military Academy for one night.

The intelligent computer was bombarded with another wave of concern, mainly from Jin and Xu Xizhen. She took the opportunity to explain what she needed to explain to them.

"Why did Dr. Li and Olev suddenly think that there was something wrong with the emergency Xilek condensate?" Shen Shouli only asked this question.

"They have their own ideas." As a character who was just cooperating and pretending to be injured, Xu Lingqu took it for granted that he was perfunctory.

The next day, after Li Haisha and Olev worked hard all night to forge Xu Lingqu's injury report and emergency Xilake Condensate application, they were finally released and made public at the Skynet Medical Center.

She had just returned to the base from Moye Military Academy. When she opened the dormitory door, the one who was most anxious and worried was Liuming.

It thought it was abandoned by its owner again. When Xu Lingqu had just finished the competition, it was still reading posts on Tianwang and arguing with humans, thinking that Xu Lingqu would definitely come back at night. As a result, it quarreled with people until it was completely dark and Xu Lingqu did not come home.

Liu Ming almost ran out to find Xu Lingqu. Fortunately, Xu Lingqu had foresight and when he explained to Liu Zheng, he asked her to go to his dormitory and hold the dog down to prevent it from running around.

Liu Zheng was very capable and really held Liu Ming down for the whole night, and only left when Xu Lingqu was about to arrive.

Liu Ming wanted to cry so much. Liu Zheng was the only one among Xu Lingqu's companions that he recognized! How could he treat her like this?

However, this sadness had been completely forgotten when Xu Lingqu returned to the dormitory.

Xu Lingqu tried for a long time but failed to tear the dog off himself. In the end, he had no choice but to let it go and continue to lie in bed to catch up on his sleep.

Liu Ming lay on the bed and watched carefully to prevent Xu Lingqu from disappearing again.

The announcement from the medical center caused a small stir on the Internet, which immediately overshadowed the second group that was playing the game.

[This really hurts me. He directed the entire game with such high intensity despite being injured.]

[I was wondering why Xu Lingqu didn't personally deal with Tansen Meilin. I understand. I understand everything.]

[No, you really believe she was injured. The marketing guy is marketing himself again.]

Those who believe Xu Lingqu is a marketing expert should be careful in their later years. I feel like they will go bankrupt buying health supplements, or going bankrupt by donating money to cults. In short, they will go bankrupt.

[Actually, I also think she wasn't injured, or maybe Xu Lingqu was too calm. It's really hard to analyze her true condition. Anyway, I used it as an emergency measure. As long as she's fine now, that's all that matters.]

The match was still going on over there. Sea Buckthorn was beating up the other three military academies. Guan Chuanjun thought they were going to avenge their previous defeat, but the comments and posts on the Tianwang forum were all discussing Xu Lingqu. After the match, Guan Chuanjun took one look and felt like the sky was falling.

Xu Lingqu washed up and rested in the dormitory, making sure that he had recovered enough energy. He was about to contact the starship pilot again when he saw an uninvited guest as soon as he opened the door.

Tang Muwen stood at the door, his face pale and gray, looking at Xu Lingqu, as if hesitating whether to ring the doorbell.

It seems that he also saw the announcement, and came to see her specially because he must have something to say.

Xu Lingqu moved aside to let him in, and in the process checked the butterfly knife in his pocket.

Although Tang Muwen had never shown any aggression towards her before, Xu Lingqu could not help but be on guard against him when she knew that Tang Muwen was a federal spy and that he and Xu Chengbi were planning to harm her with addictive substances.

Tang Muwen sat down on the chair, took a deep breath, and looked at Xu Lingtong: "Are you injured?"

"Yeah." Xu Lingqu nodded, "It's all right now."

Tang Muwen's face became even uglier. It was now an indisputable fact in his eyes that Xu Lingqu was injured and was treated with Xilek Condensate. He could also report this "good news" to Xu Chengbi.

Xu Lingqu had to admire Tang Muwen's acting skills. If she hadn't known his identity in advance, he would have looked worried at this moment, as if he was really worried about her.

The Federation spies had good acting training.

Tang Muwen opened his mouth, and several times he felt like he was about to say something but in the end he kept his mouth shut.

He looked at Xu Lingqu in front of him. She looked no different from usual. She opened the door without him knocking or ringing the doorbell. She had originally planned to go out for training.

Xu Lingqu seemed to be unaware of anything, and in this state she became addicted to the addictive substances that Xu Chengbi had arranged for her.

Tang Muwen clutched the corner of his clothes tightly. He had been resisting using this on Xu Lingqu.

He couldn't imagine what would become of someone like Xu Lingqu under the torment of an addictive substance? Would she be destroyed? Would her willpower be completely lost, becoming someone who would do anything as long as she could get the supplies?

In the Federation, in the intelligence agency where Tang Muwen originally belonged, he was accustomed to such things. Sometimes he would even appreciate the pain and struggle of these people with his colleagues.

But once he thought about Xu Lingqu being reduced to this state, Tang Muwen couldn't laugh anymore. The ugly expression on his face at this moment was really not fake. He kept asking himself in his heart, wouldn't destroying Xu Lingqu be equivalent to destroying a powerful enemy of the Federation?

Shouldn't he hate Xu Lingqu very much?

He hated that Xu Lingqu tried so hard to please her, but she was always on guard against him. He hated that she had a similarly rotten start in life, but still managed to grow up tenaciously under Moye. He hated that she would never change herself because of what others said, and like him, she completely lost her own personality in order to achieve her goals.

Tang Muwen thought, I must really hate her. He looked at Xu Lingqu in front of him and said, "Then you should take care of yourself recently and get more rest."

Xu Lingqu had no idea of his dark and twisted mental activity at the moment. He just felt that Tang Muwen was truly hypocritical. Telling someone who he considered addicted to drugs to take care of their health and get more rest was like stabbing someone to death. Covering them with a blanket and saying, "Don't catch a cold."

"Thank you." Xu Lingqu said with a forced smile.

Tang Muwen's face was completely embarrassed at this time. He stood up in a panic and prepared to leave, but suddenly stopped when he reached the door.

"Xu Lingqu." He called softly.

"Anything else?" Xu Lingqu stared at him from behind, reached into his pocket and grabbed the butterfly knife.

Tang Muwen paused for about 10 seconds this time. After Xu Lingqu thought he was about to say something serious, he finally spoke: "I heard that you have a dog. Why didn't I see your dog today?"

He forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Sleeping in my bedroom." Xu Lingqu replied.

After she answered this, Tang Muwen finally left here. Lumina was now in the form of a ring and was worn on her hand.

Xu Lingqu had already roughly explained some things to it, and it knew Tang Muwen's identity as a federal spy.

It checked the surroundings and didn't sense any eavesdropping or hidden camera equipment before speaking: "I have a feeling he has some hidden meaning. What exactly does he want to tell you?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know."

To her, it doesn't matter.