Chapter Seventy-Six: Mickey's Prayer
Sometimes human power is not comparable to machines, and if machines have thoughts, I'm afraid human beings will be untenable, right?
Looking at the 'octopus' set of skills - first laser cutting, like scratching glass, drawing a large circle, and then the mechanical arms originally used to hold the ceiling work together to push up, and immediately take away the unbreakable floor slabs.
Science and technology are indeed the primary productive forces......
Silently checked the laser weapons in the Holy Scriptures that had been temporarily increased in price, Mo Ye was determined to buy a batch and stock up after the 'price was normal'.
"Bang la click!"
The 'octopus' exerted force, and the robotic arm originally used for cutting turned to the ground, and the special floor slab of the umbrella was too heavy, and if it was only supported by four 'brachiopods', the 'octopus' could only withstand the floor slab without falling.
"Tsk!"
With Erin's follow-up command, all the mechanical arms on the 'octopus' body exerted their strength together, and the circular floor slab that was cut out in an instant was pushed open like a manhole cover, and then the 'manhole cover' was pushed open, and the 'octopus' jumped up to the newly opened floor along this force. This one has to be 'agile', which is like the immediate appearance of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.
The space in the upper layer was black hole, and the 'octopus' that turned over stretched one of its 'brachiopods' down, but due to the problem of parts, this 'octopus' legs were short, so that this 'brachiopus' was more than a meter above the ground.
A little more than a meter is enough for Alice, and Mo Ye......
There was no need to scratch the 'wrists and feet', and in Alice's accustomed eyes, the man jumped up directly, as if the gravity of the earth could not drag him down at all.
"Big sister, you also go up a few people, the data line here is sixty meters long, and when the line is not long enough, I will ask the 'octopus' to send a prompt. "Erin has long been aware of the flaws of the 'octopus' that she made in a hurry, but she is not in a hurry to go to the upper floor, after all, if she encounters someone with an umbrella, the battle will definitely break out, and Erin does not feel that she is absolutely safe in the battle. Therefore, this black-bellied guy wisely chose to let Mo Ye and Alice go first.
"Okay. Alice is not pretentious, "Follow me from 1 to 10!
After saying that, she grabbed the 'wrist and foot' first, and then climbed up quickly.
"Alas......"
He drew a '1' (to distinguish identity) on his clothes, and he covered his forehead.
"How can I be so low above my subject......
"Who knows?" replied the other clone, her number above 10.
"What are you talking about?" Alice's climbing speed was not unfast, but she had already climbed up in a few breaths, and standing on the previous floor, she shouted at the few clones who were questioning the intelligence of the subject, "Do you dare to be louder?"
"Da!"
A ladder from below answered Alice's question.
"......" Alice suddenly didn't know what to say.
"Putting down a paw means 'safe'~"
Erin's late explanation made the two people who were already on it blushing a little.
"Don't worry about these details. In the darkness, Mo Ye's voice was calm, but Alice still raised a trace of absent-mindedness from it as at dinner.
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"How is she?" Claire had only been away for a while, about half an hour, and there was no expression on her face.
At the very least, Mickey couldn't get an answer from her face to the question 'Did Moxie's body have been found'. It's just that her frowning brow is full of solemnity.
It's just that Mickey also can't tell whether this solemnity is due to concern about K. Matt's physical condition or because of the news he got below.
"The temperature on his forehead is still the same, it's just ......," Mickey sighed.
He didn't say what was going on after 'just'.
"Let me see. ”
Today's sun has not yet evolved into a sunset, but it is also fast, and the slanted sunlight shines through the car window on the girl's face, which reflects the latter's face crimson.
Claire pressed the back of her hand to K. Matt's cheek, and her hand was slightly hot.
"It seems that this kid can't survive tomorrow......" Years of experience have told Claire this cruel truth, but who can bear to say such a fact?
"Let's hope a miracle happens tonight...... Mickey, how much more 'medicine' do we have?" Claire sat down next to K. Matt, and she covered the girl's right hand with a drip, and only that part of the girl's body remained cold because of the infusion.
"There are still three bottles of glucose, and the other medicines are long gone, and Uncle Ethan has just set off to get the medicines, and it is estimated that he can return here before midnight at most. Mitch said.
Pharmaceuticals?
Where else are the medicines in the convoy?
Claire smiled wryly, a smile that was worse than crying.
She vividly remembers that the last tablet of 'Norfcan', which could be called a medicine, had been consumed months earlier.
And what can Ethan bring back?
It's just a crude glucose solution.
K. Matt's hand was so slender in Claire's grip that Claire felt like she was touching a mummy through the gauze.
It's just a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl......
She sighed, unable to utter a word, but her expression was reflected in the car window and fell into the eyes of Mickey, who was standing behind her.
"Damn......" Mickey gritted his teeth.
At this time, he hated his own incompetence - from Claire's words and deeds, he had already guessed that K. Matt was probably not good, and it was hard to imagine that this girl, who had been dancing all morning, would lie here so haggardly. Mickey wished his talents weren't on the computer but on healing and saving lives, so he wouldn't have to stand here holding K. Matt's infusion bottle and watch her fall asleep helplessly.
These glucose solutions can't save anyone, and it's just a matter of talking about things for K. Matt.
"O merciful Lord...... If you really exist, please save this girl. As long as she gets better, I will never leave the cross for the rest of my life. Mitch prayed silently, his first prayer since joining Claire's team.
He spoke so reverently that a saint kneeling before Christ would not have been able to refuse the boy's prayer if Christ had been alive.
It's just that there is no god in this world who will hear his prayers.