Interstellar Rebirth: The Admiral’s Wife is Good and Wild

(The end of the previous chapter has been slightly modified, about 100 words. If you have read it, you can read it forward.)

Abel Star.

Si Yuting came out of the medical room, rubbing his temples with one hand and raising the other to continue the video call.

The optical brain projected a side of the battlefield. With the cooperation of fighter planes and mechas, the originally dense flying Zerg above the planet had become much sparse. The ground was covered with sticky corpses, and some crawling low-level Zerg were gnawing. The bodies of companions.

"Boss, you don't need to bring people here. The number of Zerg coming out of the wormhole has been significantly reduced. It should be over soon. We can handle it." Cheng Feng's voice came from the other end of the light brain.

"Okay, pay attention to the ending, and contact us anytime if anything happens." Si Yuting finished the instructions in a cold voice and hung up the communication.

Si Yuting drank a bottle of energy liquid, and the fatigue in his brows eased slightly, and he walked up to the base hall.

The central vines were filled with exhausted soldiers.

Jiang Zhou was leading a medical team to treat the injuries of the injured soldiers. Some of the serious ones were in the inner medical room.

Through the open door of the room, several soldiers could be seen tied to the hospital bed with heavy magnetic locks and struggling painfully.

"Did the Legion send someone to urge them?" Si Yuting asked with a frown.

"I urged, but it's no use. All the mental stabilizing medicines that can be transferred are here. The Pharmacist Guild won't let go, and Commander Gong can't do anything." Jiang Zhou injected a sedative into a soldier and clamped the detector to The soldier pointed his fingers and sighed.

"Some of them couldn't hold on any longer and were sent to the control room. They were in serious danger."

In the next two or three days, the medicine ran out, and more than twenty control rooms were always full, with only a few able to come out normally.

This is a heavy topic, and if you can spare a few control rooms, either some people get through it, or some people don't get through it.

"Did they use the potion I gave you?" When he came back yesterday, he gave Jiang Zhou all the growth fluid Qu Tong gave her.

"Use it. Mild riots can survive, but some are too serious and cannot be sustained without advanced mental stabilizing medicine."

Si Yuting pursed his thin lips tightly, his cold eyes were deep, and he exuded an awe-inspiring aura.

"Tell them that if they survive, they will be given half a month's leave, and they can give priority to apply for a place to protect the wife. If they cannot survive, I will provide an additional allowance to their wives, children and children."

Si Yuting's cold words were transmitted through the monitoring equipment in the control room, making a dull sound like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's hearts.

"Is there really no other way?"

"Why did something go wrong at this juncture?"

"In order to protect my wife's quota, I have to go through with it."

"Don't fight with me, I'm going too."

Some people lamented unwillingly, while others cheered themselves up strongly.

Back in the office, Si Yuting dialed Si Chen's phone number, but unfortunately the result he got was the same as before.

Si Yuting leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes, and pressed his temples with his big palms again and again, trying to calm his depressed spirit.

After a long time, Si Yuting opened his cold eyes. When his eyes touched the scenery in the corner of the table, he subconsciously reached out and picked a red fruit.

After picking it, he stared blankly at the small tomatoes in his hands. After picking them all, Si Yuting didn't waste them.

The sweet and sour taste seemed to divert his pain for a moment. Si Yuting thought of the message Qu Tong had sent him before. At that time, he was busy with other things and did not click on it.

The message reception time stayed at one hour ago, and it was a voice message.

Si Yuting clicked on it, and Qu Tong's charming voice came out: "Your Highness, I received the snow fox fur you gave me. I like it very much. Thank you, Your Highness. I sent you something. Please remember to pick it up." I look forward to your early victory.”

Si Yuting didn't have time to pick up the express delivery, but thinking that his soldiers missed Qu Tong's energy fruit, he asked his robot assistant to pick it up.

This time the express delivery has wrapping paper, but it still looks like a food box.

Si Yuting unpacked the packaging and was immediately attracted by the unusual objects on the third floor.

The first layer is a box of strawberries, the second layer is a box of green dates, and the third layer is nine purple potions.

Si Yuting's pupils trembled slightly, and his slightly tightened palms explained his current restless heart.

Si Yuting stood up from his seat, dialed Jiang Zhou's communication and asked him to come over.

He didn't expect that it would be his little wife who would help him solve the problem in the end. It was difficult for others to come up with one, but she gave him nine.

Even if she and Junli were friends, it would not be easy to get so many potions. Maybe these nine potions were all she had.

Si Yuting thought with complicated emotions.

Jiang Zhou opened the door and came in at this time.

Si Yuting handed ten potions to Jiang Zhou.

Seeing Jiang Zhou's surprised and confused look, Si Yuting did not explain to him how the potion came from. He only said: "Priority will be given to soldiers in serious and life-threatening situations."

After a pause, he added: "Under the same circumstances, priority will be given to soldiers with higher contribution points."

"Yes!" Jiang Zhou understood the helplessness in Si Yuting's words, and he was also helpless.

Although these nine potions are crucial and can solve urgent needs, they are not enough.

The base alone is not enough, not to mention that the war is not over yet, and there will be a steady stream of rioting soldiers sent back.

You can't take both into consideration, and you have to make a choice no matter how hard you bear it.

The First Legion's contribution point system is different from other legions. It is calculated strictly based on the number and level of the insect killers. There is no contribution point bonus for military ranks.

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After Qu Tong sent the courier, he used his newly recovered mental power to make a dozen more mental stabilizing potions. Adding the ones he made before, Qu Tong collected 70 pills, and then dialed Commander Gong's communication. .

Gong Yun had been busy dealing with the Pharmacists Guild recently and was very tired, but he still managed to get through Qu Tong's communication.

I thought Qu Tong was here to ask him about the moonlight grass, but she didn't want to give him a surprise.

"Commander, the master's potion is ready. Should it be sent to you to the palace or to the Second Legion?"

"Ah?" Gong Yun didn't react for a moment, and it took two seconds before his voice became louder: "Send to Legion! Go through the portal! I'll go back right away!"

When something came to mind, he quickly changed his mind: "Change the address and send it directly to the First Legion. I will send you the money right away."

After saying that, Gong Yun sent the transmission code of Abel Star.

"Commander Gong, this time there are 70 mental stabilizing potions and 60 sleeping pills, a total of 1430 million." Qu Tong reminded.

When Gong Yun heard that there were 10 more mental stabilizing potions, he became even more happy and praised repeatedly: "Okay, okay! I'll pay for it right away, and I'll give it to you personally."

"Miss Junli, you have helped us a lot this time. Thank you, and thank you Mr. Yuan for me." Gong Yun said gratefully.

Qu Tong smiled: "Commander, you're welcome."

Gong Yun couldn't help but ask: "Miss Junli, if there is enough moonlight grass next month, will there be 70 mental stabilizing potions?"

"Master said it depends on the situation." Qu Tong did not give an accurate answer.

"Okay." Gong Yun was not discouraged. He felt that it was very likely that there would be 70 medicines next month.

"Then I'll go and get busy first. If Miss Junli needs anything, just come to me directly."