Upon hearing this, Agares looked at the four young men and women in front of him. They were all young, in their twenties or thirties, with average looks and unfocused eyes, lacking any firm strength.
He lowered his voice: "You're saying she's a spy?"
The four men and women nodded hurriedly, avoiding his gaze, but they couldn't wait to start smearing him: "Yes, yes, Marshal Agares, look at us. If she weren't a spy, why would she hit us? The slap marks on our faces are from her."
"She's so young and she's already doing bad things. When we got off the spaceship, we encountered the Zerg. Before we could even run away, she started hitting us. We were stunned and stood there, almost getting kidnapped by the Zerg."
"And another thing, after we finally escaped the spaceship and the bugs, and changed our clothes at the temporary command post, she actually went to kick the genetic and mental rioters of the Hunting Legion before we came here."
“Those whose gene mental energy has exploded are already in pain, they are already living a life worse than death. It’s fine if she doesn’t use mental energy to treat them, she just kicks them away. You weren’t there and didn’t see it, but the people she kicked away vomited blood when they landed on the ground.”
"Of course, if you don't believe me, you can call the temporary command post in the communications area right now. Many members of the Hunter Legion saw her acting like nothing happened. She left after kicking someone, and I wonder what happened to those people with psychic and genetic turmoil. I wonder if they died prematurely because of her kick."
"And another thing, she ran into the Zerg Crown Prince He Yan on the road. He Yan was disguised as you, but she saw through him at a glance, pinched his face, and flirted with him!"
"The Zerg Crown Prince He Yan is incredibly powerful. He didn't even fight back when she pinched his face, and he just bent over and let her pinch him. If you say there's nothing between them, and if you say she's not a spy, no one would believe it."
"Marshal Agares, look at her now, she's kicked several more people. She doesn't treat people with broken mental strength and genes as human beings at all."
"People whose genes and mental strength have collapsed are almost guaranteed to die on the battlefield. Without high-level healers to treat them, they not only become useless but also die. Now they are being treated like this. If their families knew how heartbroken they were, how could you bear it?"
"You must stop her quickly, otherwise these people will be kicked to death by her, which will not only break their hearts, but also the hearts of their families. Who will dare to devote themselves to the country and serve the empire to the death after that?"
"Marshal Agares, you must believe us. This Jiang Si is definitely a spy sent by the Zerg to undermine us and make you lose your prestige within the Hunting Legion."
The four young men and women chatted away, getting more and more excited as they talked, and the more they felt they were right. They thought about that little therapist named Jiang Si, who was full of problems and suspicious in every way. She didn't seem like a good person at all.
After listening to their conversation, Agares' dark eyes darkened, and his voice was as cold as frost, brooking no argument: "Men, lock these four healers in a small dark room. Don't let them come into contact with any wounded. Notify their unit leaders and their instructors to investigate all four of them."
The four young male and female therapists were dumbfounded and hurriedly said, "Marshal Agares, why are you locking us in this dark room? We are therapists from the capital planet."
"Jiang Si is a spy for the Zerg, not us. Even you have been deceived by her?"
"Marshal Agares..."
While they were talking, the wrists of the four male and female healers were twisted by the guards of Agares, their personal computers and spatial buttons were disconnected, and they were taken into custody.
Seeing this, the remaining 21 therapists pushed out their team leader.
The team leader stepped forward: "Marshal Agares, is there some misunderstanding...?"
“There’s no misunderstanding!” Agares coldly interrupted the team leader, his gaze sharp as an eagle as he scrutinized them, saying, “Corp has been in constant war for many years. Even if you are not the best in the healing world, you are still outstanding talents.”
"It is an honor to come to Kor Star, not to point fingers and arbitrarily label a 14-year-old third-tier genius healer as a Zerg spy."
"Use your brains, which have been terrified by the Zerg Crown Prince, to think about it. If the Zerg had a third-tier genius plant-type healer, would they have refrained from eating her and letting her out as a spy?"
Agares paused for a moment, his cold gaze fixed on the one among the 26 healers who was the leader pleading for them: "Also, when these four healers were babbling on and on, one sentence after another, you, as the leader, didn't stop them, which is tantamount to agreeing with what they were saying."
"Now you're telling me there's some misunderstanding, and you're pleading for them? You've really mastered the double standard!"
21 therapists: "..."
Oh no, those four are going to kill me.
They originally planned to come to Planet Cole for a three-month treatment program. They thought that if they persevered for three months, they would definitely be able to report back to their unit and be promoted as role models. Even if they couldn't get promoted, they could at least get further training. Now... they truly understand that one bad apple spoils the whole bunch!
"Take them all away!" Agares looked at the group; he had originally brought four people, but now he was taking all 25. "Isolate them separately. Notify the joint investigation department to launch an operation and investigate their five generations!"
Following the marshal's order, of the 26 therapists who arrived, 25, excluding Jiang Si, were all taken to a small dark room and interrogated by a special interrogation team.
No one in the Hunting Legion would question their marshal's orders; their marshal was infallible, and they simply carried out the orders.
Then look at that little healer on the grass, who has already kicked more than a dozen people whose genetic mental power has collapsed. Each person she kicked was like a kite with a broken string, rising high and falling heavily, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and lying on the ground panting.
But you can no longer see them rolling on the ground in agony, screaming in agony. Each of them is clutching their chest, mouth agape, gasping for breath like fish out of water.
Jiang Si kicked more than twenty people, and seeing that there were still about 400 people whose mental strength and genes had collapsed, and more than 500 people who were poisoned by insects and were on the verge of death, she stopped kicking people, turned around and waved to Agares.
The hunter legion's healers and other personnel watched the little girl's gesture, which resembled beckoning a puppy, and their brows twitched. The little girl was truly fearless and audacious.
Agares walked towards her in his military boots, glancing at the people she had kicked out of the corner of his eye. Those people appeared to have been tortured, coughing up blood, their faces pale. It was clear to the naked eye that they were no longer suffering from the pain of genetic and mental breakdown, but were simply panting and unable to react.
Jiang Si casually released a branch of the willow tree, broke off a stick about the thickness of two middle fingers, and handed it to him: "Agares, hold this stick tightly, and strike those whose genes and mental strength have collapsed with force, kick them with your feet. Be careful not to break their internal organs and bones, I don't treat internal organs and bones."
Using a stick to treat genetic and mental breakdowns was something Agares, the marshal of the Troia Empire, had never heard of before. He hesitated for a moment before accepting the stick.
The moment the lush green stick was in his hand, a powerful and boundless plant-based spiritual energy emanated from it, instantly making him understand why the little healer had made him use the stick to hit people.
The spiritual power emanating from that small stick was far more immense and powerful than any healer he had ever seen.
Agares gripped the stick in his hand: "Okay, I understand."
As soon as he finished speaking, he moved with lightning speed, his figure like a blur, kicking those whose genetic mental power had collapsed, and the stick in his hand landed on them.
Those whose genetic and mental abilities had collapsed were kicked up and then slammed down. Each person was kicked once and then hit hard with a club. They were already spitting out one mouthful of blood, but now they were spitting out two mouthfuls.
The hunter legion's healers and other onlookers: "..."
What's going on? Are they just ignorant or what? I've never heard of anyone treating someone by hitting them with sticks or kicking them.
Can this really cure mental and genetic damage?
Can someone go and ask? They're afraid to go; they're afraid of being beaten.
With Agares joining in kicking and hitting people, Jiang Si arrived at the side of the person poisoned by the insects.
Given her mental strength and abilities, dealing with these people would be a piece of cake.
But... the nail that sticks out gets hammered down. He just came to check on Agares and have some fun, and suddenly his big shot status was exposed. How can the others possibly get away with that?
In order not to reveal her powerful status, and just for fun, she healed the wounds of those who were seriously injured and on the verge of death, and those who were poisoned by insects, with her mental healing power. The insect poison was also removed.
As for those with minor injuries, Jiang Si banged out a box of healing sprays from her spatial storage. These sprays were prepared for her by Agares during her previous 97 rewinds.
She prepared so much that it would last until the seas dried up and the rocks crumbled, until the universe exploded. Each lightly injured person had a tube, and the wounds healed quickly wherever the spray was applied.
The hunter legion's healers and other members, witnessing this scene, all looked at Jiang Si with admiration, thinking that appearances can be deceiving and that one's true abilities cannot be judged by appearances. This young, underage healer is incredibly skilled and awesome.
To their utter surprise, the real power was yet to come. Those mental and genetically damaged individuals who had been kicked and slapped by Jiang Si until they vomited blood, and beaten and kicked by Agares until they vomited blood, lay on the ground panting and vomiting blood for about 10 minutes before getting up. They touched themselves in disbelief, finding themselves not only full of energy but also showing signs of increasing mental strength.
More than 500 people who had been declared beyond saving and whose mental genes were destined to collapse were given a beating and a kick, and now they are all cured and will no longer become useless.
More than 500 people were as excited, happy, shocked and incredulous as if it were New Year's Day: "Marshal, Marshal, I'm healed! My mental strength is even on the rise. I can't feel any pain at all. I can go back to the battlefield and fight the bugs again."
"Marshal, I'm all better now, Marshal..."
"Thank you, Marshal. Thank you, little healer. You are truly amazing."
"Little healer, you're amazing! Thank you so much! Thank you so much!"
They even used honorifics. For them, if their genetic and mental strength collapsed, they would most likely not survive. Even if they were lucky enough to survive, they would be in unbearable pain and could only prolong their lives for a few more years.
They have now escaped death. Although the young healer who treated them was simple and crude and looked like a minor, the strong are respected and those with real skills should be respected.
Agares gripped a 1.5-meter-long stick, his voice deep and resonant: "Line up!"
His voice fell silent as the crowd quickly formed a line of over 1,000 people, standing as straight as pines, their eyes fixed on the front, their imposing presence overwhelming.
Agares pointed at Jiang Si: "Everyone, this is Healer Jiang Si!"
More than 1,000 people bowed deeply in unison: "Thank you, Your Excellency Jiang Si!"
A healer capable of treating genetic and mental breakdowns, even if young and seemingly inexperienced, deserves to be addressed as "Your Excellency."
After all, in their understanding, the Empire's best healers had come to their planet Kor, but none of them could cure the genetic and mental breakdown.
The so-called suppression is only a temporary one, but this healer has not only cured mental and genetic damage, but can also save people who have been declared beyond saving and waiting to die.
With such a healer on the front lines, casualties would be greatly reduced, and the chances of everyone surviving the battlefield would be much higher.
Jiang Si looked at the more than 1,000 people, some of whom she had met in the previous 97 retrospectives, and some she didn't know. Everyone was sincere and enthusiastic, as firm as the pillars of the nation.
She smiled slightly: "No need to be so polite, everyone. It is my honor to be able to save you and help you. In the next 10 days, everyone's mental strength and superpower level will be upgraded to varying degrees!"
"If you encounter any problems during the upgrade process, such as headaches, fever, or bone pain, some of you can just bear it and get through it without taking any medicine or receiving any treatment from a therapist."
"The extent to which each person's mental strength and superpower level will be upgraded depends on their own endurance and luck."
The more than 1,000 people who received treatment at the scene exclaimed: "!!!!"
The poison has been removed, the collapse of their genes and mental energy has been cured, and their mental energy and superpower levels will even increase. They just happened to stumble upon such a great opportunity.
The other healers and members of the hunting army present: "!!!!"
Being kicked and beaten not only heals their genes and mental collapse, but also raises their mental strength and ability levels. They want to be beaten and kicked too.
Waaaaah, how can we beg the little healers to kick and hit them? They also want to heal their genetic and mental breakdowns, and they also want to upgrade their mental abilities.
Ugh, they feel like they've made a huge mistake!
What to do? What to do? I'm so worried, so worried!
"Agares!" After speaking to the others, Jiang Si raised her head, her eyebrows lifted, and called out to Agares in a clear voice, "Do you have any other people here who need treatment?"
Agares met her gaze, his heart skipped a beat, and he slowly opened his mouth, his voice low and flat: "There are no other people who need treatment at the moment."
Jiang Si nodded: "Okay, I'm a little tired and lacking in energy right now. Could you arrange a room for me to rest?"
Everyone: "!!!!"
The great healer in front of you needs to rest because he's treating their mental exhaustion. What are you waiting for? Go quickly!
Everyone turned their attention to their marshal, arranging a good room for her, giving her the best room, making sure she ate well, drank well, slept well, and was in a good mood.
Agares handed the stick back to Jiang Si: "Healer Jiang Si, thank you for your healing tool. Please come with me."
Jiang Si didn't take the willow stick, but reminded him, "This stick, which is rich in plant-based healing power, can be used a hundred or so times. You can take it. If anyone's mental strength and genes collapse on the battlefield, you can use this stick to whip them and relieve their pain on the spot."
Upon hearing this, Agares didn't stand on ceremony. He quickly put the stick back into his spatial storage, speaking politely yet distantly, "Thank you, this way please!"
As Jiang Si followed Agares, she waved to the others: "Keep up the good work, everyone! Protect our homeland and defend the sovereignty of the empire!"
The others waved to her, saying, "Healer, you should keep going, get some sleep, rest well, and take care of yourself."
We're waiting for you! Good luck!
Ginger shreds: "!!!!"
The people in the Legion are always so lovely, dazzling, and radiant.
I really want to give them fruit, but now is not the time.
Let's wait a little longer.
As soon as Jiang Si and the others left, the others became excited, especially the healers of the Hunter Legion on the front lines. They all rushed forward to check on those whose genetic mental energy was surging, and to check on those who had been given death notices and could not be saved.
As therapists and doctors, they know that if someone's mental energy genes are broken down or their body is seriously injured, they are truly unable to save them. As a last resort, they will not announce that they will stop treating them.
Once it's declared that treatment will cease, it's tantamount to death, but this time all of these people were saved by a therapist who was only thirteen or fourteen years old.
Their curiosity, their genuine curiosity, made them want to drag these people back to the treatment room, pin them to the testing table, draw their blood, extract their mental energy, and conduct tests and examinations.
Jiang Si's room is next to Agares'. The rarity of her healing-type mental power makes her practically a national treasure, worthy of Agares' personal protection. The insectoids must not be allowed to kidnap her.
A temporary 10-square-meter room was set up, with a bathroom and a shower.
After Jiang Si went inside, she looked around and took out a quilt from her spatial storage to cover herself with it: "Agares, could you please make up a bed for me? I'm going to the restroom!"
Outside, she called him "Your Highness the Prince," but inside, she called him by his name as if it were perfectly natural, and made him do chores for her.
Agares didn't find it offensive. The little girl didn't like sleeping on a hard bed; she preferred a soft one. She brought out four blankets and quilts.
Three quilts were laid out on the bed, and one quilt was folded into a neat square and placed at the head of the bed by Agares. The 1.8-meter and 1.5-meter beds were perfectly tidy and flat without a single wrinkle.
Jiang Si changed into her nightgown and came out of the bathroom. The bed was already made. She stared at the long-unseen tofu-shaped folding paper for a moment, thinking, "No wonder Agares is the eternal god of tofu-folding."
The door to the room had been open since they entered. Agares stood in the doorway after making the bed, his sense of distance, unfamiliarity, and politeness perfectly measured, as if he had been measured with a ruler.
Seeing her come out, he said, "Your Excellency Jiang Si, if you have any other needs, please let me know and I will try my best to meet them."
No matter how many times they rewind, they will never fall in love at first sight; they will only develop feelings over time. But then again, this old hag is much older than Agares.
But every time she appeared in front of him, she looked ten or twenty years younger than him, making him seem like an old ox, unable to take the bait on her tender grass.
Jiang Si looked at him with a smile in her eyes: "I don't have any needs. But you, if you have any questions about me, you can ask your teacher, Bo Jichen!"
Agares looked at the little girl in front of him, who was much shorter than him, had a youthful appearance, clear eyes, and a rare and powerful healing-type mental strength, and said, "I have no questions for you!"
Jiang Si raised an eyebrow and retorted, "Aren't you afraid I'm a spy sent by Crown Prince He Yan?"
She overheard their conversation, and she could hear it even during her treatment.
The little girl was stronger than he had imagined.
Without hesitation, Agares said in a deep voice, "To this day, no high-level healer in the Troia Empire can pull someone whose genes and mental energy are surging back from the brink of death with just a kick or a stick like you."
“The Zerg Crown Prince He Yan isn’t stupid. If you were on the Zerg’s side, your rarity and power would make him treat you like royalty, rather than sending you to the enemy’s battlefield as a spy!”
Ginger shreds: "..."
As always, little Agares loves to scrutinize details.
Have the highest level of confidence in what you perceive and see.
Jiang Si smiled and tilted her head: "Thank you for your trust. Please close the door behind you when you leave!"
Agares nodded slightly, took a step back, turned and walked out. As he turned to close the door, he saw the little healer, like a little butterfly, kick off her shoes, lift the blanket, and crawl into bed.
More than 500 people were involved in the gene-based mental riot, and more than 500 were seriously injured or on the verge of death. All of these more than 1,000 people were beyond cure and were declared to be waiting for death, but they have now been rescued.
He was saved by a girl of about thirteen or fourteen. The girl is now sleeping. Agares has mobilized the fifty best men out of the 1,000, along with his personal guards, to stand in front of the girl's door and protect her.
He returned to the command center and made a call to Bo Jichen.
The call was answered after two rings, and Bo Jichen's flippant and unreliable voice came through the screen: "Little darling Agares, you finished fighting with that little bug He Yan, how does it feel to win again?"
Agares' voice hardened: "Teacher, I didn't win this time; he withdrew beforehand."
Bo Jichen said, "Oh, I see. But he's your defeated opponent. Even if he doesn't retreat, he won't beat you."
Agares: "Thank you for the praise, teacher. Thank you for sending the person who told you about my fight with He Yan!"
Only a handful of people knew that he had fought with He Yan today. Even his teacher, who was recuperating in the capital, knew. There was only one possibility: the junior healer told him about his fight with He Yan.
Upon hearing his student mention shredded ginger, Bo Jichen immediately perked up: "Isn't this little shredded ginger a pleasant surprise, something beyond your expectations?"
Agares replied truthfully, "Yes, teacher, she can heal mental and genetic damage, and the healing spray she produces is incredibly effective."
The spray analysis had no side effects, so Chu Xi took the spray to the lab where its components were being analyzed.
Chu Xi was very excited and repeatedly assured him that within two days, she would definitely have the laboratory analyze the composition ratio of the spray and send it to General Bo Jichen for production.
Bo Jichen exclaimed "Wow!" and began to boast, "As expected of the person I recommended, he is truly an outstanding young hero. You must seize this opportunity and make sure he doesn't get hurt."
Agares looked at his teacher: "Teacher, who is she to you?"
Bo Jichen paused for a moment, then countered with a question: "Who did she tell you to me?"
He hadn't even seen the little girl, and he didn't even know if she was round or flat.
Agares said directly, "She didn't say who you are, she just told me that if I had any questions about her, I should look up her information and contact you directly."
Oh wow, this little girl is really good at shifting blame, just as shameless as him.
Bo Jichen laughed and said dismissively, "Little darling Agares, don't worry about who she is to me. You just need to know that she is my person and will not do anything to harm the Troia Empire."
"As for the rest, you will know when the time is right. Right now, the most urgent task is to repel the Zerg and reduce the mortality rate of the Hunting Legion soldiers."
"Also, you're not young anymore, you're well past the marriageable age. Many people your age have already raised children..."
“Teacher.” Agares interrupted Bo Jichen’s words politely in a low voice, and then proceeded to deal with the matter objectively and honestly, and openly and seriously shift the blame: “Teacher, when His Majesty was my age, he only had the mind to govern the country. When you were my age, you only had the mind to assist His Majesty and only wanted to be the marshal.”
"Now that His Majesty and your sister have already registered their marriage, you shouldn't be urging me to get married and have children. You should be urging your sister to give birth to an heir for His Majesty as soon as possible!"
"Furthermore, Your Majesty and your sister have already registered their marriage, and you are not young anymore. As your student, I also hope to see my teacher settle down, raise children, and enjoy the joys of family life as soon as possible!"
Bo Jichen: "!!!!"
Agareth, with her soft, sweet smile like a little sun, is still the cutest.
This one is not cute at all. I should have never nagged him about how a real man should be meticulous. It would have been fine to let him grow naturally into a little sun marshal. Why did he have to go for the tough guy look? I really want to go back and slap myself!
Bo Jichen coughed, not forgetting to boast, "I know, I'll go urge His Majesty and my lovely and beautiful sister later."
"However, once you've defeated that little bug He Yan this time, you'll have to come back to the capital planet. It's been so long since you've seen His Majesty."
Agares corrected him, reminding him, "Teacher, I had a video call with His Majesty last night!"
The implication was that he had just seen His Majesty yesterday, and it hadn't been long since he last saw him.
Bo Jichen: "!!!!"
That brat did it on purpose, he meant it. He meant to meet face-to-face, not via video. He's misinterpreting what he meant.
Bo Jichen suppressed a sigh of relief: "Okay, I understand. Also, if Xiao Jiangsi encounters anything on Cole Star, notify me immediately."
Agares nodded slightly: "Yes, teacher. Goodbye, teacher!"
After the call was disconnected, Bo Jichen turned around and went to find his dear friend. He not only told his dear friend that ginger could cure mental power and genetic collapse, but also had someone draft a contract to prepare for applying for a patent for the treatment spray and matters related to profit sharing.
The treatment spray provided by Jiang Si can heal wounds with just one spray. Once such a spray is put into production, with such remarkable effects, it will bring unexpected high income, whether it is used in the military, civilian, or exported to other countries.
As an intermediary, he can bring this treatment spray to his pharmaceutical factory for production and sign a 20/80 or 30/70 revenue split agreement with Jiang Si.
They could even establish a new pharmaceutical factory specifically to produce this therapeutic spray, and through the various patents surrounding it, go public, make a fortune, and earn money for their loved ones.
Bo Jichen thought he was a really smart guy, a smart guy who only wanted to make money for his darling. Oh my, when he made money, he would give it to his darling, and if his darling was happy, he would reward him with three days and three nights of sex. Just thinking about it made him happy.
After hanging up the communication, Agares returned to the holographic projection screen to command the battle. Staff from various departments were busy at work, and the scene of countless insects attacking was displayed on the screen.
The insectoids of the Zerg, whether they can transform into humans or not, are as numerous as withered leaves in a dense forest, layer upon layer, seemingly unable to fall to the bottom.
Insects that can transform into humans possess reason; if they can't win, they'll run away, and they're afraid of death. Insects that can't transform are irrational. Under the control of the giant insect, they're like a suicide squad.
They bite, tear, and eat people they catch. They are a dense, buzzing mass, covering the sky and the sun. They include all kinds of insects, whether they fly in the sky, swim in the water, or run on the ground!
War knows no day or night. The Zerg Crown Prince He Yan couldn't stop thinking about the little healer on the human side, day and night.
In order to obtain the little healer, he summoned countless insects and launched the fiercest attack, amidst the sounds of cannon fire, short weapons, and countless roars.
Jiang Si had three quilts under her feet and a cashmere blanket on top. She was sleeping soundly, feeling as light as if she were lying on cotton, when she was suddenly awakened by the artillery fire.
Jiang Si, who has lived for who knows how many years, is technically someone who can't live without sleeping, but if she falls asleep and is woken up, she still gets a bit grumpy when she wakes up.
Especially when that little bug, He Yan, woke her up, she got really angry. He was such a little rascal, forgetting how he had begged her daughter for marriage 97 times before, as humble as a dog.
Now they're showing off here, launching wave after wave of attacks, thinking they're so great just because they're insects. If she doesn't take action and roast some insects to eat, they'll never know their place.
Jiang Si, with her messy, waist-length hair, wearing a nightgown and boots, strode towards the door, opened it, and went outside.
The person guarding the door outside saw her come out wearing a nightgown and with her hair disheveled, and immediately asked, "What happened, Lady Jiang Si?"
Jiang Si took a few steps forward, then stopped, pricking up her ears to listen to the distant artillery fire: "Where have the Zerg advanced to?"
Everyone suddenly realized that their savior, the little healer, was afraid of an attack by the Zerg.
They quickly tried to comfort her, and in the process, because Jiang Si looked so young, these grown men couldn't help but say in hushed tones, "Your Excellency Jiang Si, don't worry, the Zerg can't break through. The Marshal has gone over there, so you can just go to sleep without worry."
"Yes, yes, with our marshal here, the Zerg can't break through. You should go to sleep and conserve your energy. Don't overwork yourself."
Treating over 1,000 people involved a workload and mental strain that exceeded the combined capacity of all the healers in their hunting legion.
Of all the healers in their hunting legion, none were as powerful or as skilled as her. As the marshal had said, she needed to get a good night's sleep and her safety had to be guaranteed.
Only when she gets enough sleep and her mental energy is fully restored will the mortality rate of their comrades fighting the insects be greatly reduced.
Although she is young and a child, there is no denying that she is a top-notch national treasure-level healer. Such a healer is as valuable as a marshal on the battlefield.
"I've slept well, I don't need to sleep anymore..."
With a loud bang!
Before Jiang Si could finish speaking, a shell landed directly on their temporary command post, exploding with a loud bang that shook the ground and sent fragments flying everywhere.
The people protecting Jiang Si reacted quickly, taking out protective shields to cover her, shielding her from the flying debris and protecting her.
Jiang Si frowned: "The Zerg's shells have already reached this place. Are you sure Marshal Agares is alright on the front lines? Take me to the front lines."
Her protectors said, "Little healer Jiang Si, the marshal ordered us to protect you. No matter what, even if we die, we will protect you. You don't need to worry!"
"Little healer, our duty is to protect you, not to take you to the front lines to rescue the marshal. Hurry, hurry, retreat! This place is about to fall..."
Once one artillery shell breaks through the defenses, a second, and then a third, follow.
Under the escort of the Hunter Legion, Jiang Si left the temporary command camp. The moment she left, the entire temporary command camp was reduced to ruins under the baptism of artillery fire.
Among those who came out of the temporary command post, some were wounded by artillery shells, and some died inside. Their bodies could not be found, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and blood.
Jiang Si has witnessed too much death and too much war. In her first 97 retrospectives, she saw the same group of people go again and again until she heard no more news of them.
So she wasn't afraid of the smoke and blood in front of her at all; in fact, she was calm, utterly serene, with an otherworldly indifference. She ran after the person protecting her, wearing her nightgown.
The reason she ran away was simply because she didn't want those who were protecting her to feel that they hadn't protected her well. The temporary command post, which had been moved to the ground, was gradually left behind by them.
They hadn't run far when countless insectoids flapped their wings and descended from the sky, led by He Yan, the little insect whose metallic black wings spread several meters wide.
His entire image now resembles that of a powerful, androgynous, and ruthless villain dressed in Zerg military uniform, with large black wings and a sinister smile.
Jiang Si was surrounded by two or three hundred people. The insects that He Yan brought surrounded them. If you asked him why he was able to break through Agares' encirclement and hold Agares back, the answer was that there were many insects, and many of them could disguise themselves.
Well, by focusing on the difference in numbers, Agares was caught off guard on the front lines. He turned a corner and brought the bugs to find the fragrant little healer.
Back home, he couldn't eat or sleep properly for a day and a night. All he could think about was the sweet-smelling little healer. He believed that eating her would increase his mental strength and superpower level, and that eating her would make him the strongest male among the Zerg.
So he couldn't wait to gather a large number of Zerg insects, on the one hand openly attacking Agares, and on the other hand secretly trying to find the little healer.
He Yan flapped his enormous wings, crossed his arms, and hovered in mid-air like a giant bird. He glared at the members of the hunting legion and said, "You little trash, stop fighting pointlessly. Give me the little healer, and I'll spare your lives and not eat you!"
The members of the Hunter Legion, carrying knives, cannons, and other items, were all imbued with spiritual power and supernatural abilities. They said to He Yan, "He Yan, you have quite the nerve. The members of my Hunter Legion would rather die than give you the healer. Just give up on that idea."
"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated! You little bug, if you want our healer, you'd better step over our dead bodies! We won't give it to you!"
"Who do you think you are? You insect killed so many of our comrades and so many of our healers, and now you're still talking big. Aren't you afraid of biting off more than you can chew?"
"The healer is ours, and has nothing to do with your Zerg. We would rather die than give her to you!"
Ginger shreds: "..."
Is this what it means to be protected by someone who is trying to break a rock with an egg?
The members of the Hunter Legion are indeed adorable.
As expected of soldiers trained by Bo Jichen and Agares, they are simply adorable.
He Yan chuckled and spoke to the others, his eyes fixed on Jiang Si: "You little trash, you really are asking for trouble. I'll see how you resist me when Agares isn't here..."
Jiang Si coldly interrupted He Yan: "You're an insect, not a bird. What are you doing flapping your wings like that? Come down here and talk to me."
The person protecting the ginger: "!!!!"
How come she's not afraid at all, given how fierce the young therapist is?
The other party is He Yan, the crown prince of the Zerg. This thing not only eats healers, but he also eats people.
Not only his hands, but also his wings are extremely sharp and ferocious. Whether grabbing, scratching, or fanning people with his wings, he is an extremely powerful being.
The little healer only knows how to treat people and kick them. He arrogantly told them to come down and talk. He'll lose his temper soon. Without the marshal, none of them are a match for him.
Moreover, he didn't just bring one insect; he brought dozens of insects with him. Each of these dozens of insects was as big as two people.
I really don't know what those insects of the Zerg eat to grow up. Whether they transform into insects or humans, they are all big and burly, with strong bodies, good-looking yet ferocious appearances.
He Yan looked down at Jiang Si and teased her in an ambiguous tone: "Little healer, I would like to come down and talk to you, but these people blocking your way won't let me. Even if I came down, there are still dozens of people between us, so I can't talk to you."
"How about this, I'll give you a hand, you can step on my back, and I'll take you on a trip to the Zerg to ease my longing for you that I've been missing for a whole day and night!"
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