The medical robot was very satisfied with Agnes's high level of cooperation.
So, the miniature medical robot called the production crew and instructed the person in charge to bring a fixed stretcher.
Actually, there was no need to call out. The program team leader on the ship had been watching the live broadcast room the whole time, and the shuttle to pick them up was already out of service before the system announcement even sounded.
Therefore, almost two minutes after the medical robot called the production team, the production team's flying car appeared and landed right next to them.
This time, we have a work vehicle. One of the features of this vehicle is that its interior space is incredibly large, enough for ten people to lie down at the same time.
Because Agnes had broken ribs and couldn't be moved easily, the production team leader personally brought a medical robot down to pick her up to ensure her safety.
Medical robots are miniature robots, while healthcare robots are different; they are made according to the body size of a normal adult.
Therefore, with the two medical robots working together, Agnes was steadily lifted onto the flying vehicle, and McIntyre and the others followed.
When are you planning to start fighting amongst yourselves?
The person in charge didn't leave immediately. After watching McIntyre and the others get into the car, the person in charge turned to look at Sang Ning and the others with the expression of a bystander.
Sang Ning and the others exchanged glances, and Emmanuel said in a deep voice, "We're not in a hurry. Let's rest for a couple of days first."
They were exhausted during this period. They hadn't had a good night's sleep or a proper meal because they were eliminating contestants.
Therefore, they wanted to rest for two days before engaging in internal strife.
The person in charge clicked his tongue, "Actually, I think you could strike while the iron is hot and finish the internal fighting in one fell swoop."
Sang Ning scoffed, "What you say is useless. The program's deadline is three years, and it hasn't expired yet. You have no right to interfere with what we do."
That makes sense, and the person in charge was quite helpless, saying, "She's such a nice girl, but she just has to have a mouth."
Sanning, "···"
Sang Ning wanted to punch someone, but the person in charge wouldn't give her the chance.
He left a sentence behind, turned around, got into the car, and then the car started and took off.
"Hurry up, you promised only two days of rest."
Before the words were even finished, the car had already sped off into the air and traveled a considerable distance.
Sang Ning and the others exclaimed, "!!!"
It's definitely a case of the same old tricks; from the director to the staff, not a single one of them is a dog.
"It's finally resolved."
Louis watched helplessly as the flying car completely disappeared from sight, then stretched and asked, "Can we go to sleep now?"
They could indeed sleep there, but both Sanning and Emmanuel felt extremely uncomfortable.
"We need to change the blankets."
With a sigh, Sang Ning walked into the house. "Luckily, we were capable enough to bring back a lot of cotton."
"Fortunately, Monkey Head Mushroom and Nana were also very helpful, and they provided plenty of quilts and cotton cloth."
Emmanuel sounded a little reluctant, "I haven't used any of them. I promised to take them with me."
Sang Ning said helplessly, "If you can't bear to part with it, you don't have to change it, but I can't."
She wasn't familiar with Agnes and the others. She could accept it if Monet and Fimmonloa slept in her bed, but these two were absolutely unacceptable.
The thought of her bed, blankets, and sheets being slept in by strangers made her feel extremely uncomfortable.
"Then let's change it."
Louis made the final decision, saying shrewdly, "The botanical research center is definitely cultivating cotton. When cotton becomes abundant in the future, we can have as many new cotton quilts and cotton cloths as we want. We really won't miss out on this little bit."
Emmanuel thought it made sense, so he said, "Alright, let's change it!"
Then, the three of them began a thorough cleaning, changing the bedding and such.
The audience watched them bustling about, and fell silent.
After a long pause, someone couldn't help but say—
Is that all?
Yes, it's all done!
[No excitement, no drama; the deeper the hope, the deeper the disappointment.]
[Who isn't like that? It's just that McIntyre and his ilk are too disappointing.]
[He really disappointed me; I even bet on McIntyre to win. His fight with Emmanuel left me speechless. Even a sparring match between kindergarten kids would have been more exciting than their fight.]
[Margaret was the most unexpected. She's stronger than Agnes, but her performance was atrocious. Agnes at least lasted three moves against Sanning before being eliminated. It just goes to show that this year's contestants are all terrible.]
[An embroidered pillow, a typical example of something that looks good but is useless.]
【e=(′o｀*))) Sigh, I have no other thoughts now, I just hope that Emmanuel and the others will fight fiercely.】
[(⊙o⊙)…I feel this might be a bit difficult. After all, they've been together for over a year and know Sang Ning is poor. If it really comes down to a fight, I feel Emmanuel and the others will go easy on Sang Ning.]
The truth is that this viewer was overthinking it.
Friendship is friendship, and victory is victory. No one is willing to back down or offer charity in this matter; that would be disrespectful.
Sanning has the strength to do so without needing Emmanuel and his ilk to go easy on him or give him handouts. Similarly, Emmanuel and Louis will not go easy on Sanning or give him handouts.
The best way to maintain a friendship is to do things both publicly and privately.
If you need help, just ask, or even if we know you don't ask, we will take the initiative to help.
Instead of blurring the lines between public and private matters, friendships won't last.
So, during these two days of rest, Sang Ning and his team truly rested.
Enjoy good food, good drinks, good sleep, and good fun. Spend time playing wildly with the horned dragon family and the pearl birds all over the mountains and fields, and go beachcombing at the seaside.
But the day after the two-day rest ended, Sang Ning prepared an incredibly lavish lunch. After the three of them had eaten and drunk their fill, they tidied up the pots, pans, bowls, and other odds and ends, took a stroll outside, and then went straight to the main event: the chaotic battle.
This was a spectacular battle; none of the three held back, and all used their best skills.
Then, Louis, whose physical combat skills were the worst, was the first to be kicked out of the fighting circle by Sang Ning, slamming to the ground. His vision went black, his chest hurt, and he even had difficulty breathing, triggering the safety protection device and being eliminated.
Emmanuel's attack, intended to eliminate him with a whip kick, missed, and before he could even change his move, Sannin's attack arrived.
Helpless, Emmanuel could only withstand her attacks.
"Bang--"
A dull thud accompanied Emmanuel's uncontrollable backward retreat. Both men were injured; Sanning had been punched in the eye by Louis, who had killed his master with a flurry of punches, and was now covered in bruises.
Her eyes were throbbing and painful; she could feel that they were bloodshot.
But she could endure it; having suffered even more serious injuries before, she didn't care about this little bit of pain.
Emmanuel fared even worse than her; his arm was dislocated by Sanning.
It hurts even more than Sang Ning's; the pain has made me almost numb from fighting for so long.
Once he had his feet firmly planted on the ground, he looked into Sang Ning's eyes, wanting to laugh but unable to. He could only shout and continue his attack on her once more.
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