Chapter 92 Bad News Date

But for Su Xi.

After taking two bottles of mental recovery solution containing sedatives, a kind of fatigue that she had never felt before came over her.

She covered her mouth and yawned, then she felt a warm hand brushing her cheek in a sleepy state, and then helped her to tuck her messy hair behind her ears. She subconsciously rubbed it with her consciousness blurred, and in return, the other party laughed softly.

The warm blanket was gently draped over my body, and in a daze I felt that figure leave.

Her breathing slowly slowed down.

But she fell into a strange state. Every time she was about to enter the deepest sleep, she was always awakened by a mottled noise. Then, under the soothing effect of the sedative, she tried to enter the "deep mental repair" sleep state again.

After repeating this several times, she still couldn't achieve the sleep state she wanted. A faint sound came from outside the partition.

She accidentally heard a "Duke" making things difficult for Fitzgerald during the meeting, and someone's rude and strong counterattack. Something like "no need to participate" and "no need to express opinions"...

Su Xi smiled dumbly, and found that she could clearly imagine the man's cold expression.

The strength and decisiveness of killing that are unique to those in a higher position.

This completely matched her first impression of this alpha, the cold and dictatorial image she saw when she fell into the UFO genetic solution pool at the beginning of the landing.

But his patient responses to Mary's questions and his tolerant attitude of "allowing subordinates to make mistakes" made her feel very surprised.

Su Xi hugged the blanket tightly and fell back onto the small cot, smiling sullenly for a while.

As expected, he was still the considerate and patient 'Your Highness' that she liked.

Their subsequent discussion entered a world completely different from the one before Su Xi traveled through time. While listening to Mary's description of the two 'stellar explosion' plans, she also verified the memory fragments related to the 'stellar bomb' that Fitzgerald opened to her.

In this interstellar age, the use of energy by humans has already surpassed the stage of resource collection in planetary systems, and has directly moved towards the exploitation and utilization of billions of stars in the entire galaxy. Unless it is an energy catastrophe caused by a "super galaxy" collision, it is difficult for an energy catastrophe below level II to threaten their survival.

No wonder their response to a planetary disaster of this magnitude on planet BV32-II was no more than a fire in the building next door.

Su Xi was silent for a moment, and her thoughts left the content of the meeting. She recalled the vague impressions left when she was pulled into the "planetary memory".

It was a feeling that was difficult to describe. When she returned to reality, she recalled the "promise" she had made when responding to the "existence" of that consciousness, but she could not parse out any specific information no matter what, and could not accurately describe or locate it using human language.

She remembered that deep in the center of this planet, there was a truth that she had to find out no matter what...

She recalled the illusory world she had accidentally entered under the influence of the residual spirit of the 'illusion worm' crystal core, the past life that had been deliberately sealed off and faded into a monochrome photo, and the memories that had been revived after being washed away by tears...

then.

Facing the light that was faintly filtering in through the partition, Su Xi noticed her own hand. A tiny red mole appeared on the inside of the middle finger of her right hand. It belonged to the human 'Su Xi' on Earth, not the body of Naya.

During the process of several upgrades, in the process of gene fragmentation and cell reorganization again and again, her cognition of herself has changed very slowly, slowly affecting her current reality from the level of consciousness, and affecting the reshaping of her body.

Su Xi lay on his back on the narrow camp bed and blinked thoughtfully.

At this moment, the discussion outside has come to an end.

"...Now that we have discovered it, we cannot allow it to become a potential threat."

"Total destruction is imperative."

"…Instead of looking ahead and behind in anticipation of a so-called 'perfect' tactical plan, it is better to move forward boldly at the most appropriate time."

The man was talking seriously about business, his tone was cold and indifferent, totally different from the low and gentle tone he used when facing her. However, to Su Xi, he still sounded extremely charming.

At the same time, she also realized very clearly what kind of racial responsibilities the man she was attracted to shouldered.

Su Xi let out a slight breath, then placed her right hand lightly over her eyes. Her eyelashes trembled slightly as she brushed over the red mole on the inside of her middle finger, which felt a little itchy.

Su Xi made her own choice.

The planet is about to be destroyed, and she has neither the position nor the ability to stop it. This is an important confrontation between the two races in this universe.

She still had a little time left, and she only needed to overcome this current "energy low" to enter the state of resonance with the planet again. She would be able to pick up where she left off last time and figure out why this planet gave her such an inexplicably familiar feeling.

The discussion outside was going on intermittently, and fragmentary sounds could be heard.

As for Su Xi, who had experienced two class advancements in a short period of time, she had become adept at adjusting her "frequency band" and choosing whether to listen or block out.

She chose to shield.

Pulling back the blanket, Su Xi picked up the tablet beside her and wanted to look up the dosage and efficacy of this mental recovery agent. Then, when she opened the tablet, she saw the little games that Fitzgerald had made up in the wormhole to entertain her. Su Xi smiled faintly.

I quickly flipped through the search results. Sure enough, this restorative agent can only work best during deep sleep.

Although she felt that two bottles were enough for her, she still picked up the remaining three bottles of spirit recovery liquid, held them in her mouth and slurped them up.

Under the effect of triple dose of sedative recovery fluid, Su Xi finally fell into a sweet sleep.

Breathing gradually becomes longer and longer——

Fitzgerald paused his conversation with Chris outside the partition and listened to her long breath. The red-haired alpha still had a cold and serious expression, but there was a small part in his heart that softened little by little with her breathing.

Su Xi, who was in a deep sleep at this moment, resumed where the 'planetary resonance frequency' had been interrupted last time.

But this time there was no dream.

I didn't feel the familiar feeling of weightlessness from the rapid downward pull as expected.

Su Xi opened her eyes. She was now at the top of the mountain.

Standing on a high place, with a state of energy that is full enough to listen to everything.

The clouds were swirling around, the snow was never melting, and the towering mountain peak, 8,844 meters high, stood silently at her feet.

This is not planet BV32-II.

*

Fitzgerald had a cold expression and said in a very repressive tone, "Chris."

"Yes!" Without any specific instructions, Chris acted quickly due to the tacit understanding they had developed over the years. She took out her personal medical first aid kit from the space button and applied routine first aid.

While cooperating with Chris's first aid measures, Fitzgerald held the omega, whose face was becoming increasingly paler, in his arms. The red-haired alpha leaned over and pressed his hand against Suxi's forehead, carefully sending out the softest thread of his mind to quickly explore her condition.

His heart immediately cooled.

But what Chris observed was that within just two or three minutes, Su Xi's breathing almost stopped and her heartbeat was almost non-existent.

Chris's breath was choked, and without waiting for Fitzgerald's instructions, she took out the cardiotonic and tried to violently vibrate her heart rate, but Fitzgerald stopped her.

He said in a dull voice: "Conventional methods are useless. The situation is--"

As if with great difficulty, he managed to squeeze out a few words from deep in his teeth: "Spiritual body dissipated."

Chris was stunned. As a family-trained auxiliary talent specializing in both medicine and martial arts, she had certainly heard about the symptoms of "spiritual dissipation" caused by crossing the promotion threshold. However, there were not many psychics who unfortunately encountered this state, because it was a "promotion crisis" that only strong people above 5S could encounter after forming at least three energy chakras.

"It's very strange. She only managed to light up her heart chakra."

The red-haired alpha muttered to himself, and fine mental threads almost emanated from his body in an instant, spreading quickly and carefully across this narrow space, spreading to search farther and farther.

Chris understood that the so-called "spiritual dissipation" would only occur during the transition from 5S to 6S level.

During this process, about 89% of the quasi-6S strongmen will be destroyed and killed. If they are lucky, there is only a one-third chance that they can survive. But even if they survive, they will never be able to surpass the 2S level in their lifetime and become the so-called "waste people".

For Miss Naya, who survived the laboratory and chose to rely on "raising the mental power threshold" to preserve her gene activity, a drop in her breakthrough level also means "immediate death".

"Try your needle again." The red-haired alpha carefully held the petite body in his arms with the blanket, keeping their foreheads touching. He quietly felt her lost spiritual energy slipping away bit by bit like fine sand, and his silent and diffuse spiritual long waves had spread to the depths of the earth. It would take him another five minutes to search the entire planet, but so far he had found nothing.

Not a trace left.

For the first time, he felt a vague sense of regret. Why did he recklessly choose the most powerful "violent wheel" when facing the first evolution, instead of choosing the conservative "five wheels" like Edelman did that year?

Even if he was strong enough to ignite the seventh chakra, there was nothing he could do in the face of this situation.

Yes, there is no way.

He could only watch helplessly at the light, almost weightless body in his arms. As his spiritual energy gradually slipped away like sand in his hands, his breathing and heartbeat also weakened bit by bit.

The 'her' who was once in this body in my arms, fragile but full of energy, is gone so quietly.

He was stunned for a moment.

Is she going to cease to exist?

The small ball of beautiful ice flame in the clavicle pendant of the petite omega gradually dimmed, and the small ball of flame wrapped in ice blue was almost extinguished.

The small escape capsule in the worm core illusion floated past his eyes again.

"Your Highness?"

"Your Highness Fitz?!"

Chris got anxious, grabbed his shoulders, and almost growled at him, "Hall!"

The black-haired beta anxiously whispered the unknown name of her childhood friend, which she had not called out for many years. She showed him the surveillance band on the first aid kit: "Look! The heartbeat is still responding!"

"Although the spiritual long wave has lost its vitality, it has not completely disappeared!"

Yes.

Not completely gone yet.

The red-haired alpha came back to his senses and refocused his eyes. He glanced at Chris's worried expression, lowered his eyes to look at her motionless in his arms, and said very calmly:

"Go on."

"Yes!" Although Chris was also nervous about Suxi's condition, she was more worried about Fitzgerald's situation. She had known him for nearly a hundred years, and she had never seen him so deeply frightened and out of control.

"If it worked for her last time, it should work a little this time too."

Chris whispered comfortingly, and then quickly made all preparations.

Although he still looked like he had a straight back and a calm expression on his face, Chris, who knew him well and had been his close friend for many years, could still sense the panic and helplessness that he couldn't help but reveal from his overly tense shoulders.

There was also the instant collapse of his perfect ability to control pheromones, and the uncontrollable feeling of helplessness and panic of a male alpha who had lost his mate.

Chris' throat tightened and prompted him: "Put her down and I will try to inject my energy into the chakra."

At this moment, Fitzgerald seemed to suddenly realize something, and quickly and gently placed the petite body in his arms on the cot.

Watching Chris finish the acupuncture with rapid movements, although as a 2S Beta, his mental strength is relatively strong, but this level of energy is just right for Su Xi's current condition.

Feeling his failing heartbeat gradually picking up, Chris wiped the sweat off his face exhaustedly, looked up and saw Fitzgerald's lips were tightly pursed, his cold face had completely regained its composure.

The tall alpha stood up straight, and the expression that had just been revealed was no longer visible in his eyes. He looked calmly at Chris's eyes that were asking for instructions, and said calmly: "The time is almost up. Prepare to break camp and notify the Expedition to pick you up."

"Okay." Chris replied, and then quickly turned around to make arrangements.

For Chris, all these changes came so urgently and suddenly, but her qualities as a soldier enabled her to handle everything quickly and appropriately.

"Where—where are you?"

The red-haired alpha had already put down the petite body in his hands. He carefully covered her with a blanket, but his eyes passed over Chris and stared into the unknown void.

He said, "I'm just going to stay here with her until she gets better."

"Okay." Before leaving, Chris turned around and reminded, "Please pay attention. The first round of 'stellar fuel' will be dropped in 28 minutes. The Sun Devourer shuttle jump scheduled on the Expedition will not be delayed for more than 15 minutes."

"Make arrangements. The Sun-Swallowing Shuttle will just wait for ten minutes."

Chris was startled. She moved her lips and was about to say something.

However, Albert sent a communication at this juncture, and to make matters worse, he brought some not-so-good news.