star watcher

Inside the ship, several people headed by Will wanted to leave the ship.

Outside the ship, several people represented by Archie wanted to board the ship.

Neither of them knew what the right choice was, and they just fought hard with their survival instincts.

The oxygen contained in the mechs is far less than that of ships, and some pilots in the mechas have already suffocated.

However, without the air circulation and temperature regulation system, the interior of the Starlight room gradually became stuffy.

Bamboo and Milan were leaning together, Bamboo was lying silently, Milan racked his brains to think of light topics, his palms were full of sweat, and every once in a while he pretended to be casual and asked Bamboo if he had any new discoveries.

Greg in the outside room was still moving as before, but Milan really didn't know what to do, so he could only take the pillow and quilt to make him lie on the ground more comfortably.Bamboo also helped behind Milan, and it was not easy to "accidentally" pull out a few hairs of Greg in the dark.

The same goes for copying the space button on Greg's neck.

"Milan—" Will rushed over again in a gust of wind, "It's Annihilation! Annihilation is impossible for experts below the seventh level! I'm trying to take Greg out of the ship to survive. You should also find a way!" He held Oxygen tanks and protective clothing began to be put on Greg, and there was still some hope in his voice, "Milan, I have to ask, what is your spiritual power? I am willing to be your follower, as long as I can Take us out of here!" The higher the level, the stronger the ability and the greater the chance of survival. If the level is very high, maybe you can take them out of danger together?

Will sold himself without hesitation. After all, life and reputation are more important than long-term responsibilities and obligations.

He promised his previous master to keep Greg safe, so everything must be subject to this premise.

Will spoke loudly, Milan and Bamboo could hear clearly at the same time, and Milan's hand holding Bamboo trembled.

"So it's still annihilated." Bamboo said flatly.

"Bambu...I'm sorry..." Milan felt very guilty, "I'm sorry...I just want to make you less nervous."

"But no one can live in Annihilation, we will all die."

"If we can die together, we will be a family in the future." Milan sniffed, "Bambu, we will never give up until the last moment."

"So we're still dying." Bamboo's question was sharp.

Milan, who was pressed by him, couldn't avoid answering, and finally panicked: "Yes, I'm sorry..." This sentence of apology was directed at both Bamboo and Will, "I, I don't have mental strength."

Will heard it very clearly. In his opinion, this was Milan's refusal. Since his proposal was rejected, the two parties were neither relatives nor relatives.

Seeing him, Bamboo didn't say much, but silently picked up Greg and walked out, feeling a sudden movement in his heart.

— Follower?He has read novels and movies, and he knows that followers are like kings and guardian knights, with few rights, and while the master gives them glory, he undertakes a lot of responsibilities, completes any instructions of the master, and even has to be ready at any time. Prepare to give your life for your master.

It's a nice temptation.

This will also be a free and loyal follower.

Free, satisfying his current status of being a minor with no income; being loyal, being able to accomplish what he wants to do that is not obvious.

and……

Bamboo's interest is more in Greg.Greg was gone, but that was no fun.

Observers should "observe objectively, measure fairly, do not comment, and do not interfere"—but, please consider the premise: in order to collect more observation data.

Bamboo is actually very casual.

Will was about to step out of the room with one foot, and suddenly bumped into a transparent "wall" without warning!

He tried it, and now his mental power consumption is almost twice as fast as usual, but he can still condense into such a solid wall... Who is this?How strong is this?

A pair of dark eyes suddenly appeared in my mind.

Clearly conveyed three words: "you, and, him."

Being able to enter the mind of a fourth-level spiritual power user, he can turn into a vegetable with just a single thought from the other party. Now he is obviously just talking and expressing goodwill.

Since the other party communicated directly with mental power, indicating that this is very *, Will stopped talking, and was stunned for a moment about the meaning of "you and him", and then realized: "Senior, do you want me and him to be your followers at the same time?"

Deep black eyes said yes.

"May I ask why?"

His dark eyes blinked: "No."

"I, I can't make the decision for Greg. He is my little master. This is a higher honor than life." Will replied.Greg can't be a follower. He didn't force Greg to be a follower for his own survival.

Bamboo hasn't mastered the "negotiation" skill point yet. Since Will refused, he didn't force it, and continued to ask: "Fame is higher than life?"

Will gave a very positive answer.

"Even now you two go out to die?"

"I did my best and died without regret."

"You decided for your little master his life and death?"

"This..." Will finally wavered.

And Bamboo is still measuring Greg's condition, well, Greg's hearing is fine, but he has no mental power at all, so he is not worried that Greg will notice anything.

"You can try it."

Will froze: "Try?"

"Leave and come back," Bamboo said emphatically. "Good luck—my promise always stands."

Will was dubious, but the eyes in his mind had disappeared, and the invisible barrier in front of him no longer existed.He picked up Greg on his back and disappeared down the corridor in an instant.

The probability of Wil being soft is 30%, Greg, Greg...

Bamboo returned his attention to Milan.

Milan... crying?

Lying on his chest, sobbing?

Sobbing and apologizing?

"... If it wasn't for me, everyone wouldn't have this summer trip... I'm sorry... Bamboo... Mina... Drucker... I'm really sorry..."

Once the shell that pretends to be calm is broken, the soft and fragile inside will be exposed.

Bamboo stroked Milan's soft hair, and slowly stroked his back - the comforting movements of the two were highly similar. Bamboo admitted that he had completely learned from Milan, including strength and angle.

"We are one family." Even the comforting words were learned from Milan.

"Is brother useless?" Milan choked up in a low voice, "I'm sorry, Bamboo."

Bamboo kissed him: "You are a good brother." No matter what time it is, he will give priority to protecting his younger brother, and he will not back down even if he knows the danger. This kind of Milan is a good brother who is serious and responsible.

He certainly wouldn't let Milan die in annihilation.

Is there any way, without affecting the normal progress of the situation, to study Greg, and to take Milan away, killing three birds with one stone?