In fact, in terms of 'technology', Mo Ye's level is enough to make a radio-level machine, and no matter how advanced it is, he can't even build a mouse.

However, it is such a person who actually relied on his acting skills and information advantages to deceive a group of mutants, and created an image of a great man of science in their hearts.

The forest is big, and there are really all kinds of birds.

Of course, this can't just be said to be a 'deception'.

After all, the ultimate purpose of what Mo Xie did when he came to this mission world was to 'save'.

And he really did it, and even paid a lot of money for this cause.

"Mr. Mo Xie, the central control system is already working, can you take a look?"

The shrine had been moved to a quiet room at the moment, and Mo Xie was meditating in the quiet room.

Stormgirl's voice rang out outside the door, accompanied by a slight knock on the door.

Rarely, the cold storm girl used honorifics for Mo Ye.

"Not necessarily. ”

The Storm Girl gave up on Gao Leng, but Mo Xie became cold.

He sat there cross-legged, neither inviting the Storm Girl in nor opening the door himself, and even his answer was rejected from thousands of miles away.

What he did vividly interpreted the word 'cold'.

The Storm Girl was not annoyed when she ate the closed door, and she continued:

"Mr. Mo Ye, do you still have that medicine?" Professor X is still unconscious at the moment, look ......?"

She said this very quietly, as if she was unable to speak, but she had to say it.

Indeed, no one has the face to say this to Mo Xie at this moment.

Because in their eyes before, Mo Xie did his best to help them, but Magneto calculated him, and even after the incident, they listened to the flickering blindness and left Mo Xie and Coulix in this deserted temple.

(To add here, the flickering rhetoric was "Mo Ye and Colossus conspired to calculate everyone", and later a sentinel transport passed by, so everyone had to withdraw in a hurry.) ）

Now, everything is falling into place, and there is not a single person in the crowd who is not ashamed.

However, shame is shame, and for the sake of Professor X, Storm Girl can temporarily suppress this shame.

In the end, the 'blood medicine' produced by the "Holy Scripture" is genuine, and it is true that Mo Ye was able to restore his normal 'internal qi' before, but more credit should still be awarded to the 'blood medicine'. And as a colossus who also took the 'blood medicine', he was able to land at this moment.

Of course, the latter of the two is because of his own natural talent, and because he has been mixed with Flicker for so long, Flicker showed mercy when he drew the marrow.

But even so, the 'blood medicine' is also a miracle medicine in the eyes of the 'unaware' storm girl.

She believed that the drug would wake Professor X up.

"It's gone. ”

Mo Ye's answer was still two words, outrageously short.

The breath in the Storm Girl's chest stagnated, and she almost kicked it in.

But she held back.

"Mr. Mo Xie ......"

She wanted to say something at the end, but she couldn't say it until the end.

The Storm Girl is also a good-looking person, she can open her mouth once, and she can open it a second time after being rejected, but she knows that even if she breaks her mouth here, Mo Ye in the door will not come out to give medicine.

Because the other party's tone was so blunt, so stiff that there was not even a little wave.

She finally sighed and turned to leave.

However, what she didn't know was that in the quiet room, Mo Ye, who was sitting cross-legged on the shrine from beginning to end, didn't even move his lips.

The answer to the storm girl's question was just the words recorded in advance by Mo Ye in a broken mobile phone.

That's what Mo Xie said in English, can it not be blunt?!

In fact, Mo Ye is by no means a guy who rejects people thousands of miles away, but the time is not right at this moment.

At the moment, he is submerged, and in such a situation, he can't open his mouth.

When he repaired his spine before, his true qi was pouring in, and once he went in, it wouldn't come out.

I didn't feel anything unusual before, after all, Mo Xie felt that he was lucky to be able to stand up at that time, and at that time, he was still busy arranging the defense mechanism.

But in hindsight, when he was idle, the mismatch was revealed.

Mo Ye felt that his dantian was empty, and only a trace of internal qi existed between his chest and abdomen.

At that time, he panicked, so he immediately sat cross-legged and meditated, channeled these qi back to the dantian, and then began to follow Zhou Tian's luck and pranayama to strengthen the dantian's qi.

However, the results are a bit slow.

Even if you have a pot of charcoal fire in the ashram and practice with the heat of the charcoal fire, this is still the case.

At first, Mo Ye was still a little flustered, but later, slowly, Mo Ye had enlightenment.

At the beginning of the dantian, if you want to condense the qi, there must be a process.

The return of a hundred rivers to the sea is very grand and fast, but it is very slow to turn a drop of water into a river.

The water mill was in a hurry.

Therefore, he calmed down and took advantage of this short period of tranquility to take the course of 'internal qi'.

He had a hunch that if he didn't have this breath, he might not survive this mission world.

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Under the gloomy sky, the man kneeling on the pile of corpses was still kneeling there.

He had been praying for a long time.

But the food and clothing that fell from the sky still haven't arrived.

"Wait, they'll come today. ”

He had a clear conviction in his heart.

He believed in it with all sincerity.

Because, today he saw a meteor shower.

Those who witnessed that miracle must have been blessed with God's extra favor, right......?

"Come on...... Poor old Zach is already frozen......"

He muttered to himself, as if he had dementia.

He wasn't a normal person in the first place.

Feed yourself with the corpses of your own kind.

Cover the body with the clothes of the dead.

Walking on countless corpses and settling in them, he has lived to this day, even if he doesn't say anything strange or act outside of common sense, I'm afraid no one will think that he is a normal person.

His body stenched, from head to toe, from the inside out.

This man is no longer 'alive'.

He just didn't want to die.

So he prayed.

This prayed for the only person allowed alive in the corpse dump.

"Pray that the Lord will give us food ......"

Humble as a slave.

Humble as a prostitute.

It's just that such people speak like priests.

His clothes were in tatters, and a chain hung over his chest.

A cross is tied to the chain.