The Star Spirit doesn't have a mouth. They communicate with humans by shaking the air with psionic energy and forming sound waves that can be heard by humans. But Zhao Yi clearly saw a mouth on his face, and this mouth was clearly seen by him when he spoke.

Zhao Yi suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and when he reacted and wanted to ask again what he wanted to express, the star spirit slowly turned into a puff of smoke and drifted out in front of his eyes.

Far away, the roar of the Templars and the roar of the insects echoed in the sky, and the battle between the El Star Spirit and the Dominant Insect Swarm continued, and the fallen insects and Star Spirit piled up directly into a tall and terrifying mountain of meat, and the battle continued, and the extremely high sky, the aircraft carrier Gancui Lock was slowly infused with Void Ghost Energy by the Templar Tasada.

The time to change the fate of the Koplu Star District was coming, but Zhao Yi didn't even have the heart to take a look.

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The white bedcloth, the wide bed frame, and the gentle white light slowly spread to the ground on the ceiling. Although space on board the Hyperion is precious and rare, there is no shortage of space for the wounded to heal and recuperate. Nurses wander among the wounded, treating them with their therapeutic guns or offering medicine directly.

Wait a minute! What about the doctor sister who is gentle and delicate, and has a faint jasmine fragrance on her body? What the hell are these tin cans in white battle armor?

Fearing that he would be cared for by the medical soldiers, Zhao Yi, who woke up, closed his eyes and began to pretend to be dead.

Zhao Yi, who was pretending to be dead, was not really waiting to pretend to be dead, he was recalling everything in his dream while closing his eyes.

What was the star spirit trying to say? What the hell is void? Is he referring to Ammon? Come on! Ammon, the cosmic villain, obviously relies on Jim Renaud, the sun god, and tells me that it is useless...... But it seems that dreams are a reflection of reality, and maybe I have a nervous breakdown..... That's right, it's a dream.

Zhao Yi's violent psychology hinted at himself.

Just as Zhao Yi muttered, there was a slight movement in his clothes, and then a touch of coldness was pasted on his chest.

You cans are enough! Let it go!

Zhao Yi, who thought that he couldn't escape the clutches of these canned medical soldiers by pretending to be dead, was ready to tear or run away in an instant, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a face that couldn't be moved.

The long blond hair was simply tied up and tucked into the clothes, and on the chest, the neat and wide nurse's uniform actually had obvious protrusions, and the pink lips were obviously lightly smeared with lipstick, reflecting a faint seductive light in the faint light of the medical room. The big pretty eyes are bright.

"Ah, you're awake!" The nurse sister was pleasantly surprised, her voice sounding slightly familiar: "Dr. Hansen, Zhao Yi is awake." ”

The nurse sister who was touching her chest withdrew her fingers that were a little cold and touched, and shouted at a person on the other side of Zhao Yi, and immediately, the person turned around.

The thin lips were a little chapped after long hours of work and without timely maintenance, and the fair skin because of the lack of work in the sun, a square glasses on the nose added an intellectual beauty to the woman.

Oh, my God! Belle! Or two!

has been a soldier for two or three years, and the phrase "sow race sable cicada" is not wrong at all. In his short experience as a soldier, every day he faced either rough men or rough men, dealing with ugly and hideous insects, and dealing with star spirits like madmen, even if he had the opportunity to contact women, he was also a female soldier who hid her whole body from toes to hair in battle armor. And now—two beautiful women standing by the bed! looked at Zhao Yi with a burning gaze of concern!

Someone's shamefully hard!

Zhao Yi felt that the quilt was actually very thick, so he put down his heart that might be ugly.

"How are you doing now? Do you feel anything uncomfortable? Dr. Ariel Hansen asked with concern.

Yes, yes, my little brother is not feeling well.

"Nope."

"You've been hit by several stinging snake bone needles, and even though the medics on the transport plane have treated you, they can't stop the spread of the venom." Dr. Hansen's hand caressed Zhao Yi's chest, and he realized that he had an extra hideous and twisted scar on his chest.

"It's good that you made it to the moment we treated you."

Zhao Yi recalled that before he had that strange dream, the pilot of the transport plane opened the door of the transport plane to a nest of alien insects———— and the life-and-death shooting at that moment seemed to be yesterday, and now he is in the medical room.

"Since you don't feel any discomfort, go ahead and rest. There is something that can be called to a paramedic. ”

With that, Dr. Hansen left and walked over to the other seriously wounded.

"You were really brave then." The nurse sister, whose voice sounded familiar, said, and he felt the sincerity in it.

Brave? Bah! At that time, I was blocked in the hatch and couldn't get in, otherwise I would have curled up and hid under my chair.

There was a slight itch in my chest.

"By the way, your voice sounds familiar... Have I seen you? ”

The nurse smiled very reservedly: "Of course! We all joined the Rangers at the Imperial Army in Masala. ”

Well, Zhao Yi recalled that the voice sounded good, but he had never seen what she looked like as a medical soldier. It turned out to be an acquaintance.

After a few idle words, the nurse's sister followed behind the doctor.

This nurse's sister's name is Fucalo - since we know each other, can we also develop a little emotion and turn acquaintances into lovers?

Zhao Yi, who has been single for a long time from his previous life to this life, suddenly became addicted to YY.

Strange, why is my chest itching again? Is the scar about to scab over? Zhao Yi touched the rough scar full of masculine charm, and soon, the itch flashed.

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An unexpected existence! An ordinary person to the extreme!

Orus wanders through the stars through psionic energy, but meets a magical young man.

He was fragile and ordinary, but he knew Ammon's minions, hybrids.

Now, Aurus was frail and in Ammon's captivity, watching day by day his plans take shape and be perfected. Aurus knew that time was running out for all things, and there were not many opportunities left for him. He had to take every opportunity to defeat Ammon, even if it was the slim one.