interstellar first transfer student

Inside the stronghold, there are wounded everywhere, and there are still several corpses lying across the gate.

All the wounded looked hideous without exception. Some of them were seriously injured, but most of them were attacked by the Zerg queen's sonic attack.

Ordinary people's mental strength is relatively fragile, especially under the pressure of such sound waves for a long time, the spirit has long been unable to bear it, and is now on the verge of collapse.

Shen Zhexi took a deep breath, trying to adjust her mentality.

This is the first time he has faced the cruelty of war in this way.

"Marshal, I can also help." He took the initiative to walk in front of Luo Yuan.

Luo Yuan was squatting beside the corpses of his subordinates at the door.

Seeing that Luo Yuan did not deny his intention, Shen Zhexi walked towards the military doctor to see what tasks he could receive.

When the military doctor heard that he was a medical student with a background in herbal medicine, he was overjoyed and hurriedly asked him to help take care of the patients, ignoring other things.

Shen Zhexi was in charge of taking care of a soldier who was seriously traumatized.

Because his spirit was on the verge of collapse, he took some sedative pills but still couldn't relieve it, and even figured out a way to tie himself up to prevent himself from going mad and hurting others.

Shen Zhexi looked very heartbroken.

If there is Qingming grass and Pinellia grass, it will be fine.

But he has no theoretical knowledge now, and it is impossible to provide him with the materials, venue and time to cultivate these two herbs.

What's more, he didn't know if he really miraculously cultivated these herbs, would it cause the collapse of time and space in the future.

What he did could very well be something that changed history.

A military doctor handed him a small bowl filled with a little medicinal juice, "feed him to drink."

"This is...?" Shen Zhexi asked.

"Mandala's concoction." The military doctor quickly replied, and then turned to look at the other wounded.

Shen Zhexi looked at the shallow concoction in the bowl that barely covered the bottom of the bowl. He only needed to look at it to know that the concentration of this concoction must be very low.

Effectiveness will also be greatly reduced.

But he also understood that this was also a helpless move for the military doctor.

There is so much lack of herbs here.

A mandala plant with a high cost is almost divided into dozens of parts for use.

Shen Zhexi looked at the wounded in front of him in such pain, and then mobilized his mental power to stimulate the medicinal juice in the bowl several times, and then fed it to the wounded.

Coupled with the comfort of his mental power, the wounded, who was irritable and painful, gradually calmed down.

The military doctor from just now was worried that he would not do well, so he wanted to come back and take another look, but the scene in front of him really shocked him——

The seriously ill wounded actually calmed down!

He ran over to take a closer look, and found that the wounded had fallen asleep.

He widened his eyes in disbelief, suddenly remembered something, and then grabbed Shen Zhexi next to him, "What did you do?!"

Shen Zhexi was taken aback by him, and he carefully replied: "I calmed down a little."

"You..." The military doctor took a few breaths, and finally adjusted, he got up and ran away in a hurry.

Not long after, Luo Yuan followed the military doctor.

"Marshal, you brought back a genius!" The military doctor pointed at Shen Zhexi, ignoring the question of politeness.

Luo Yuan frowned slightly, staring at Shen Zhexi, as if he was thinking about something.

"He, he suppressed all Yake's symptoms!" the military doctor shouted excitedly.

The officer's voice quickly attracted the attention of many soldiers and wounded.

Sensing the gradually burning eyes of others, Shen Zhexi was suddenly a little scared, and he involuntarily leaned towards Luo Yuan.

When Luo Yuan heard such news, he was also shocked. If the military doctor's words were true, it would undoubtedly be great news for the entire Loval people.

Can……

As the commander of the army, Luo Yuan sees farther than anyone else, but there is also some worry in his heart.

"Can you?" He looked at Shen Zhexi solemnly and asked.

Shen Zhexi nodded, "I will do my best to help whatever I can."

He doesn't know how long he will stay in this time and space, and whether he will have a chance to go back to the future, so he can only take one step at a time.

So next, Shen Zhexi devoted himself to the busy work of treating the seriously ill and wounded.

It was getting brighter little by little.

When the dawn suddenly appeared, the light in the stronghold gradually became brighter.

Shen Zhexi stood by the side of a dozen seriously wounded, constantly urging her mental strength.

His power may save a life.

This is the first time he has discovered that his power can directly affect others in such a significant way.

So he dared not stop.

From the moment of dawn, to the scorching sun, to the bleak setting sun at dusk.

Shen Zhexi hardly ever rested.

Knowing that he can treat mental trauma, the wounded civilians in the stronghold begged for his treatment one by one.

When he ushered in the next wounded person, there was a sudden sharp pain in his temple, and his whole body shook.

In the next second, the hand he just stretched out was grabbed from the side.

"stop."

Luo Yuan's tone became unusually blunt and strong.

"You can't go on like this."

Shen Zhexi was suddenly pulled up by him, only then did he realize that he couldn't even stand up.

Splitting headache.

"Follow me." Luo Yuan dragged him directly to the tent deep in the stronghold.

Seeing that Shen Zhexi was taken away, the wounded next to him wanted to keep him, but Luo Yuan turned around and said, "He needs to rest now."

……

When Shen Zhexi woke up, it was dark again.

He can no longer tell the boundaries of time.

He only remembered that one by one the wounded fell in front of him, begging him for help, begging him to treat them and relieve their pain.

and after?

Luo Yuan appeared.

Shen Zhexi rubbed her eyes, and found that Luo Yuan was sitting not far from him at the moment, as if she was writing something at the desk.

He sat up.

Hearing the movement, Luo Yuan suddenly turned his head, "Are you awake?"

"I..." Shen Zhexi felt very listless.

"Your mental strength has been exhausted too much." Luo Yuan said.

If it continues, he will be the next person to have a nervous breakdown.

Shen Zhexi lowered her head silently.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of Mrs. Chris, Ryan's mother.

It is said that she was like this back then, guarding countless patients who were attacked by sound waves, and kept treating them, never stopping to be the next one.

Until even she herself finally fell.

Mrs. Chris's spirit was almost completely broken.

Her memory became clouded, and she began to lose sight of people around her.

Including her beloved husband, daughter and son.

Everything that was once beautiful has gradually disappeared with the collapse of the spirit.

"You have done a good job." Luo Yuan fully recognized the medical student in front of him, "But you are too demanding of yourself, you have to learn to stop and rest by yourself."

Shen Zhexi heard the words and asked back: "What about you?"

"Did you stop to rest?"

With such a serious injury, he traveled to various strongholds, the marshal who couldn't even get a bowl of datura concoction that was divided into dozens of parts.

Luo Yuan didn't know how to answer the other party's words.

Only then did he realize that this seemingly weak student was stronger than he had imagined.

"Marshal, there is a question I've always wanted to ask you." Shen Zhexi realized that she was still very tired, so she simply lay back down again.

He can be regarded as helping the marshal, right?Perhaps taking this opportunity to ask out, he can get the answer he wants.

Luo Yuan in front of the table got up and walked towards him.

"If I may answer."

Shen Zhexi was lying flat, looking at the top of the tent above her head, "I want to know who you are looking for."

Luo Yuan was silent for a long time before finally speaking.

"...he was a friend of mine."

"very important?"

Luo Yuan's tone became firm: "It's very important."

"He shouldn't die in this kind of place. He still has many ideals and goals that have not been realized." Speaking of this, Luo Yuan's eyes were stained with sadness.

"He must be a very powerful and excellent person." The appearance of the white-haired man slowly emerged in Shen Zhexi's mind.

That person was also immersed in the laboratory with himself, tirelessly tinkering with those experiments and data.

"He once said that 'the pursuit of scientific truth is his lifelong belief.'" Luo Yuan closed his eyes.

Institute is his dream.

But he hadn't had time to go in there yet.

Shen Zhexi's heart was like a stormy sea.

He hesitated to speak for a long time before finally asking: "Marshal, have you given up looking for him?"

Hearing this, Luo Yuan opened his eyes again.

In the tent, the lit lights cast Luo Yuan's tall figure on the surrounding cloth.

He seems to be determined to face all these storms——

"No."

"I still believe that he can come back alive."

Suddenly, a gust of night wind blew in and lifted the cloth of the tent.

The half-written card on the table case also moved a few centimeters.

Under the light, the text on the card is clearly visible.

【I am ready to sleep here forever】

【I hope you can come back alive】

【Your ideals and beliefs will surely come true】

【To my best friend, Shia】