"Hahaha, I've also mastered a new skill. From now on, if anyone dares to mess with me, I'll burn him to death!"
"Thank you, Brother Xuan, thank you, Alliance, I love you!"
The entire base was in an uproar, and everyone was immersed in the joy of the breakthrough.
Lou Xin, a superpower, was also infected by the joyful atmosphere. He waved his arms excitedly, feeling the surging power in his body.
At this moment, a clear voice suddenly sounded: "Everyone has worked hard, take a break first and eat something to replenish your energy!"
Chen Yao pushed the food cart and floated into the training ground like a flower fairy.
The dining car was filled with delicious barbecue, fresh fruits and steaming soup, making people drool.
"Wow, Sister Yao, another loving meal made by you! Love it!"
"Sister Yao, you are simply my goddess!"
"Sister Yao, marry me!"
A group of psychics like hungry wolves surrounded her instantly, praising Chen Yao in unison.
Chen Yao smiled like a flower. While distributing food to everyone, she said gently, "Everyone has worked hard. Eat more to replenish your energy."
A warm atmosphere spread throughout the base, as if even the air had become sweet.
The appearance of Chen Yao is like a clear spring, nourishing the hearts of every psychic.
However, this warm scene did not last long.
"Ouch, my legs..."
"Hiss... My arm seems to be dislocated..."
"Pharmacist! Pharmacist! Come quickly!"
Several psychics covered their injured parts and groaned in pain.
The training intensity is too high, and some psychics with poor physical fitness will inevitably get injured.
Pharmacist Miao was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, and was frantically treating the wounds of the wounded.
Coach Bai's expression also became solemn, his brows were furrowed, and he paced back and forth.
"We can't go on like this. The training intensity is too high. If we continue like this, something bad will happen..." Coach Bai muttered to himself.
"Yeah, Brother Xuan, shouldn't we reduce the intensity of training?" Coordinator Shi also came over and suggested cautiously.
Mou Xuan stood aside, watching all this coldly, his heart struggling.
He knew that if he wanted to survive in the apocalypse, he must possess great strength.
But what's the point if you sacrifice your companions' health in order to improve your strength?
He walked up to an injured mutant, squatted down, and asked with concern: "How are you, can you still hold on?"
The psychic gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and said, "Brother Xuan, I'm fine, I can still continue training!"
Mou Xuan looked at him with mixed feelings.
He patted his shoulder, stood up and said, "Rest first, and continue training after your injury is healed."
After saying that, he turned and left the training ground.
It was late at night and Mou Xuan was standing alone in front of the window, looking at the starry sky in the distance, lost in thought.
"Yaoyao, tell me, am I doing this right?"
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