At this moment, a towering figure took a step forward in front of Zheng Zha and Li Xiaoyi's astonished gaze.
"Mao uncle..."
Seeing Mao Gang voluntarily step forward, Li Xiaoyi, who initially believed himself to be the weakest on the spot, first relaxed his whole body, but soon, a strong sense of shame and self-abasement emerged in his heart.
But before he could say anything, Mao Gang had already lifted his hand to stop him.
"Don't misunderstand, I'm not seeking self-sacrifice; this is a decision made after careful consideration."
"Everyone has undergone captain training. You should be able to see that, although I am strong, I am not really good at fighting."
That's why he ultimately chose to strengthen the bloodline of the Giant race, hoping to serve as a shield for the team and at least not hold anyone back.”
"Like now, Captain, you all are going to eliminate the remaining aliens. With your abilities, whether I'm there or not makes little difference."
"Jian Lan's ability can help guide us, and her safety is the most important. We need someone who can withstand enough punishment to protect her, and I happen to fit that description..."
The middle-aged man, who was even more reserved than zero point, suddenly spoke so much that even Zheng Zha and Li Xiaoyi, who were "acquaintances," couldn't help but be startled.
Following that, Mou Gang fixed his gaze on the silent Wu Xian. On the rough face, which had become more rugged due to the enhancement of the giant bloodline, there appeared a sincere and resolute smile.
"Finally... I believe in Captain. It was you who saved me during the biohazard crisis. From then on, I, Mao Gang, will only believe in you!"
At this point, Mou Gang's towering frame, which was nearly two meters and three centimeters tall, bent slightly, bringing his gaze level with Wu Xian's. His expression serious, he asked.
"So, I want to ask Captain a question... this time, do you think you have the ability to bring us back to the main god space together?"
"...my words are never full, because sometimes, the plan is really not enough to catch up with the change."
Wu Xian took a deep breath. He was not like Zheng Zha, a young man whose passion overcomes reason. He didn't like to use flowery words to boost morale; that was not his style.
He simply looked straight into Mou Gang's eyes, answering in an extremely serious manner, as if he were making a vow:
"I can guarantee one thing: regardless of the outcome of our next mission, whether it be success or failure, I will find a way to revive the team members."
Not just this horror movie, no matter how many times you die in future missions, I will do everything in my power to bring you all back to the Main God Space."
"Also, don't forget that you all still owe me reward points!"
"One day as part of the Zhongzhou team, a lifetime... wanting to die to dodge my responsibility? That's not easy."
As he said the last sentence, Wu Xian suddenly laughed, and Zheng Zha and Li Xiaoyi's faces also revealed smiles, as if they remembered the time in the Main God Space. It seems that the atmosphere has dispersed half of it.
"Ha ha! Then I have no problem."
Mou Gang smiled, his gaze sweeping over the group, then he patted his chest: "Leave this to me. I, Mou Gang, promise you that no matter what happens in the future, even if I have to sacrifice my life, I will not let a single bit of harm come to Jian Lan!"
"Thank you for your guarantee, but... can you guys hurry the hell up? I'm about to collapse!"
In the midst of this joyful atmosphere, a somewhat discordant voice suddenly rang out. It was Qian Lan, who was already bleeding from all seven holes, suddenly roaring and then rolling her eyes up before fainting.
"F*ck!"
"What's wrong with Jian Lan? Is she in need of artificial respiration..."
"Get out of the way! I have some medicine here!"
