Chapter 147 Wild Star Training (7)

Ai Moye didn't know how Na Zeyang was injured. Zidao and the others kept it secret, and no one wanted to mention it.

After repairs, the spacecraft continues to set off to other planets.

Fei Jianan was repairing the mecha, disassembling the severely damaged parts and replacing parts.

Ai Moye was sorting out the potions beside her and asked, "Senior Fei, is there nothing the entire empire can do to cure Senior Ai?"

"I heard that it is some kind of intractable disease. Not to mention our empire, even the entire galaxy is helpless." Fei Jianan did not stop what he was doing, with a heavy expression, "However, the new generation of doctors in your medical department may be able to produce talents. , brings miracles.”

He just said it casually without expecting much.

After arriving on another planet, everyone repeated the previous actions, fighting and fighting, looking for plants to find plants.

One week passed quickly, and everyone returned with their harvest and satisfaction.

Aimo Yexin has found several plants, which may not necessarily have medicinal or edible value, but can be used to achieve their own purposes through genetic engineering technology.

Still landing on the military satellite, Anmus and the others had written a report early and had to report to Di Lie.

Ai Moye originally wanted to leave secretly, but Vice General Cen found her first and said with a smile, "Miss Ai, in this line of work, is your physical condition okay?"

"It's okay, okay, thank you for your concern." Aimoye touched the space ring and said, "If you have nothing else to do, why don't I go back and serve my sentence first?"

"Who served his sentence like this? Why are you so anxious?" Vice General Cen complained, and then said, "Marshal asks you to come to the military headquarters later. He has something to ask."

"Marshal, he doesn't want to take back the ring in advance, does he?" Ai Moye quickly put her hands behind her back and hid the ring.

Vice General Cen said loudly, "Is our marshal the kind of stingy person? It's probably about Na Zeyang. I want to refer to your thoughts."

"Then senior?"

Ai Moye had no idea.

During this week, she and Na Zeyang were basically strangers, and Na Zeyang didn't want to get close to anyone, except Zidao.

He also refused to talk to anyone, and couldn't even hear a sound except for a low growl of pain that he couldn't suppress.

Ai Moye wanted to ask what was going on, but no one wanted to tell.

She didn't wait long before Vice General Cen received the order and took her to the military building.

A group of majestic people came out of the command room. They seemed to be important members of the military.

They passed by Ai Moye without looking sideways, and strode away with an aura of keeping strangers away.

The seniors also just came out and said hello after seeing Ai Moye.

"Senior sister, we have to go back to Heyuan first. Let's continue training next time."

"Okay, see you later."

Ai Moye noticed that Na Zeyang did not leave with everyone.

She entered the conference room. Directly above a huge round table, Di Lie had just finished the remote call. His stern profile was more perfect than a jade sculpture in the sunlight.

"I heard you had a good harvest?" Di Lie was playing with his phone and said with a half-smile, "Do you have any plans to offer me something?"

"You are really capable of asking a prisoner for an offering." Ai Moye stepped forward and glanced at Na Zeyang, who was sitting at the bottom.

As before, Na Zeyang lowered his head, his cloak wrapped around his whole body, not even a single limb could be seen, and his whole person was lifeless.

He smelled of burning and blood at all times. It must be that the huge energy was out of control, burning his whole body, but he also had the ability to heal himself, causing the injuries to alternate repeatedly.

Ai Moye couldn't imagine the pain of being burned day and night.

Di Lie tapped the table, the automatic program started, and the floor-to-ceiling curtains were closed to block the sunlight.

Then, he said to Na Zeyang, "I asked you to have more contact with her, but you don't seem to listen to me?"

Na Zeyang was silent for a moment and slowly took off his cloak.

He was wearing the regular black uniform of the military. There were dark traces of blood stained in it, but it could not be seen that it was red.

Without the cover of the cloak, the smell of blood and burning was even stronger, filling the room.

Aimoye knew it was serious, but she didn't expect it to be this serious.

"Uncle Di, what caused the senior's injury?"

Di Lie's voice was smooth, "Two years ago, during the empire's regional military competition, a star thief colluded with the organizer and infiltrated the Zerg race in the arena."

The purpose of the Zerg is to kill all the top students from all the major military schools in the empire gathered here and cut off the future mainstay of the empire.

Na Zeyang was the strongest SS-level student among all the students competing at that time.

In order to protect others, he took the rear to deal with countless Zerg.

In the end, his power went wild and he successfully broke through from SS level to SSS level. Although he killed the Zerg and saved his life, the price was that his out-of-control superpowers tortured him for two years.

During Di Lie's narration, Na Zeyang remained silent. The jumping thunder and lightning burned his body, causing his flesh and blood to fly, and he remained numb and unconscious.

Aimoye said, "What do you mean, do you want me to try it?"

Di Lie said, "The medicine you gave the prison guard helped her break through from S level to double S level. I believe that the little prisoner has the abilities of the little prisoner."

"You really think highly of me." Ai Moye complained, but she didn't refuse the job.

She asked about some specific symptoms and learned that if exposed to sunlight, the power would be more likely to go berserk, often affecting those around her.

So Na Zeyang basically lives alone, but he can't help but there are some people who insist on staying by his side even if they are accidentally injured by lightning under the guise of being saved by him.

Ai Moye asked and recorded, her brows furrowed.

Just asking about the symptoms didn't help. She also asked about the physical examination report. Dilie had relevant records here, so just give her a copy.

She was so serious, but Zeyang had no expectations for her. After putting on his cloak, he quickly left with his head lowered.

It's been almost two years and no one has been able to cure him. Sometimes he even hoped that if he died in that game, he might not suffer endless torture later.

There were only two people left in the conference room, and Aimoye's old embarrassing habit relapsed.

Di Lie drank the black tea slowly and said enigmatically, "No need to stress, I believe you can do it."

"Aren't you just putting pressure on me with your words?" Aimoye picked up a pile of inspection reports angrily and said, "Then I'll go back and study it."

Before she could turn around, Di Lie called out to her, "Come back."

"what?"

"You can consider what the Queen Mother mentioned before." Di Lie said calmly. After putting down the cup gracefully, he faced Ai Moye with a leisurely attitude.

Aimoye's mind began to get knotted.

What did the Queen Mother mention?

Isn't that just whimsical, about her marriage to Di Lie?

Shouldn't the Marshal refuse firmly? What are you going to do with such positivity?

Ai Moye would not be so naive as to think that this sinister old fox could take a fancy to a little cabbage like her.

After thinking for a long time, she asked carefully, "Do you have a brain tumor?"