The light in front of him disappeared, and a darkness followed, Wu Mo couldn't care about anything else now, and physical discomfort occupied all his energy.

"There's medicine in the box." Wu Mo said vaguely, at least it was a human being in front of him.

"How much is the password?!" A voice in the darkness asked.

“xm1083。”

The box was opened, and the blue fluorescence illuminated a small space in the darkness, as well as the faces of the people who rescued him.

Yang Ping, the general controller of the Mars space elevator base station, was later one of the leaders who led the Mars Guardians.

"Which one of the injections will help you?" After Yang Ping opened the box, he was immediately shocked by the scene full of medicines, he was thought to be a Martian colony wandering outside, civilians who did not die for some reason, now it is obviously not, he has walked through the entire ruins, and there is no medicine anymore.

So where did this person come from?

"I don't know, I'm not a doctor." Wu Mo said desperately, he only knew that there were drugs in the medicine to relieve and suppress radiation, so that a professional pilot who was obsessed with piloting a spaceship would study medicine, he was not interested anyway, it was better to drink some wine when he had time.

"Doctor!" Yang Ping shouted, and the sound spread far away in the empty space.

The lights came on, and a paramedic in a white lab coat staggered over, and the light made him a little uncomfortable.

"Save people, he is exposed to too much radiation."

"Yes, sir."

The doctor pounced on the medicine box, found two injections, opened a hole in Wu Mo's spacesuit, injected it directly, and took the time to inject himself with an injection, he touched Wu Mo's spacesuit, and was also slightly radiated.

The products of medical science are no longer as helpless against radiation as they were decades ago, and although they are just as deadly, if they can be treated in time, they can lose some life at most.

Wu Mo's pain was alleviated a lot, Yang Ping freed him from his spacesuit and carried him onto a stretcher, and two civilians with guns carried him deeper into the space.

The lights in the hallway dimmed, and he was sent to a rest room that had been used as a rest room for the maintenance staff of the underground area, which had been converted into a medical quarters, all fully equipped, except for the empty medicine shelves.

"Who are you?" Yang Ping squatted aside and asked.

Wu Mo took a few breaths, he looked at the sloppy Yang Ping, if it weren't for the intelligent comparison, he would not be able to recognize this person even if he knew this person in advance.

The conditions here are not too good, the water and food have to be strictly controlled, and everything that can be reduced is reduced, and he has done a good job.

"Wu Mo, from Earth, do I say this to make me look like an alien, hahaha."

"No, that makes us feel more like Martians, where did you send them from Earth, and how did you get here?"

"Of course it came by flying a spaceship, if you want to ask what it is......" Wu Mo stood up and pointed to the strange symbol on the box that exuded an ancient and mysterious aura and was created by Ye Xingchen-the Evolutionary Totem.

"Is the symbol of your organization, I haven't seen it on Earth, are you official?" Yang Ping said.

"It used to be, but it wasn't, and we got out of control and became a free organization, an organization that was mostly evolutionary."

When Yang Ping heard the word evolutionary, he was obviously stunned for a moment, "Are you sure there is no problem with your words?"

"Nope."

"Okay, so where did your ship come from, I don't think anyone on Earth will have time to build a spaceship to help us poor creatures who have been labeled death." Yang Ping continued to question.

"The people in our organization sensed the existence of the evolutionary on Mars, so they sent me to provide you with supplies, and as for the flying machine, snatch it from the wolf!"

"So what's going on on Earth?"

"Good...... I don't think so, it's bad enough, it's hard to explain it for a while, and it's not my business, Mr. Yang, my task is to help you, I need to understand what you still lack. ”

Yang Ping glanced at the huge medicine box, invisibly, his eyes became a lot tired, he was exhausted for these things.

"I'll show you around here first, you know what we need, and let the eight hundred and ten survivors thank you for your help." Yang Ping saw that Wu Mo was no longer in trouble, and waved his hand to signal Wu Mo to come with him.

After the two left the medical room, the lights were turned off, and the doctor sat in his chair in a daze, which was the only thing he could do, and the next time the lights came on, he would be in charge of sorting out the new medicines.

Yang Ping knew this place very well, and he asked Wu Mo to take his hand and grope inward a little bit.

"All the energy is concentrated in the temporary ecological park, and we can't easily waste even a little bit of energy." Yang Ping explained.

"I can understand that you're doing the right thing."

Soon, the two of them came to a bright place, where many people gathered, and in the middle was a small ecological garden, where a makeshift four-like machine took on the work, providing light and heat for the plants.

It's also the only place in the underground space where there is a light source all the time, so people tend to gather next to it.

"We came down with a lot of water and food, but every little we consumed here was a little less, and I had to keep everyone alive as long as possible until the day it wasn't possible." Yang Ping said.

The appearance of a stranger catches everyone's eye because they know what it means, rescue!

They weren't abandoned!

"Did Earth send a spaceship to pick us up?" Constant questions were asked.

Wu Mo glanced at Yang Ping and found that the other party had no intention of stopping him, so he said, "I can't take you back, but I brought supplies, maybe you need to wait a little longer."

The light of hope has not dissipated, there is hope when there are supplies, it is nothing early or late, they stayed at the beginning, and they did not plan to go back.

Everyone stared at Yang Ping with a longing expression, waiting for the pillar in their hearts to tell them that it was true.

"What he said is true, we have not been forgotten, he has brought medicines, and those in need can go to the doctor in order of severity." Yang Ping said with a smile.

The crowd didn't cheer, but a smile appeared on their faces, and they spontaneously moved out of the way to make it easier for Yang Ping and Wu Mo to pass.

"Brother Wu Mo, thank you!" Yang Ping patted Wu Mo on the shoulder and said.

"Why do you say that, I'm just an executor." Wu Mo felt that he was a little exaggerated.

"I thank you from a personal point of view, you know, I have carried their hopes from here to the ground again and again, and again and again disappointed, and then handed the disappointment to them, and today I finally don't have to say sad words out of my mouth anymore!"