Cross the collapsing iron and rebuild Yaliluo

Due to the conflict between the homeless and the miners, the already scarce medical supplies were exhausted in this emergency rescue.

No matter how skilled the doctors in the clinic, headed by Natasha, are, they can only make a meal without straw.

Among the miners and homeless people, there are still many people waiting for their wounds to be bandaged and rescued.

Listening to the groans of the injured on the hospital bed, Natasha felt uncomfortable and asked.

"After statistics, what is needed most now?"

"Send someone to contact Sambo and ask him to get a batch of supplies urgently."

Susan, who was holding the injury statistics book in her hand, already knew these data very well.

"It's mainly trauma to the limbs. What's most lacking are steel plates and bandages."

"Sambo already came to the clinic once when we went to the mining area and delivered a batch of alcohol."

"I can't contact him now. He is probably in the upper area. I don't know when he will come back."

"I heard... unlike the lower area, the upper level area is based on the color of the roof to determine their schedule. They should be in rest time now."

Is that right?

Natasha had been busy all afternoon and half of the night. She exchanged a few words with Isabella during the meal and took a short rest. She was already in a daze at the moment.

Plates and bandages?

Trauma medical supplies seem to be in stock in Rivet Town, but how are they to be transported?

Ship it over...

Xia Zhihui!

Natasha's eyes lit up, and she thought of a suitable candidate.

"Susan, go and call Xi'er and Xia Zhihui."

Susan didn't know what Natasha was thinking, but out of long-term trust, she went out directly.

Xi'er should be patrolling the streets at this time, and she can be found just by wandering around.

As for Xia Zhihui, it's even simpler. He should sleep in the room on the third floor of the children's commune.

In the Goethe Hotel, Xing and March 7 were lying on the same bed.

March 7 closed her eyes quietly, with a serene expression, like a quiet girl, completely different from the lively sun-like demeanor during the day. She occasionally frowned slightly, as if she was dreaming of frozen days again.

Xingze frowned, looking uneasy, as if he was having a nightmare, muttering in his mouth.

"What's the point of your so-called plan...?"

"Fulfill your destiny..."

As the dream progressed, Xing seemed to be choked by a nightmare, his breathing gradually became heavier, and his body began to react accordingly.

A few slight movements woke up March Qi, who was sleeping lightly next to her.

Looking at Xing who seemed to be trapped in a dream, she quickly hugged Xing's shoulders and began to shake.

"Xing, wake up!"

Xing opened his eyes dimly, and what came into view was the anxious expression of the pink-haired girl.

"Are you okay? Did you have a nightmare?"

"Not sure, I heard that weird sound again, this time with some pictures."

"Picture? What picture?"

"In the scenes related to Cocolia, she seems to be in pain and constantly struggling."

Seeing that she was okay, March 7th tucked herself back into bed again.

"Maybe it's an inexplicable connection between the star cores. Once we can contact Uncle Yang and the others, we can help you ask."

When they arrived at Beloberg, the signal between the pioneering trio and the Star Dome Train became intermittent, and when they reached the lower area, there was no signal at all.

So now Walter Yang, who has the most profound knowledge, can only watch from the sky and cannot help them solve their doubts.

After Xing was awakened from her dream by March 7, she was no longer sleepy. She sat up and put on her clothes.

Under the eyes of March 7, Xing carefully covered her with a quilt and wrapped her into a caterpillar.

"Why, aren't you going to sleep?"

Xing sat on the edge of the bed, wearing shoes, and answered without looking back.

"I can't sleep. I want to go out for a walk. Let's change shifts with Bronya."

"Then you have to be careful. I'm going to sleep first."

March 7 yawned and closed his eyes again.

At the junction of the Iron Guard restricted area and the Reverberation Corridor in the upper area, the silver-maned Iron Guards, led by Jeppard and Dunn, were desperately resisting the waves of world-splitting creations that were coming in like a tide.

The crystal elements of various attributes wandering in the cracked world look like mosquitoes. They are using their sharp beaks to continuously attack the silver-maned iron guards.

Jeppard had already used the power of fate to put ice-attribute shields on all the Silver-maned Iron Guards, and stood at the forefront of the team, resisting the first wave of the most turbulent offensive.

What was in front of him was not a creature created by mosquitoes and birds, but a shadow of ice and fire.

The World Splitting Disaster contorted its figure, trying to transform the figure that originally imitated the ordinary Iron Guard into the appearance of Jeppard, wielding an ax blade that burned with flames or radiated cold air wantonly.

bang——

A fierce shield blow knocked away the world-shattering disaster shadow in front of him, and Jeppard saw a huge figure looming in the distance.

"There is a flame from the outer universe in the distance!"

"All Silver Mane Guards listen to the order, gather with me as the center, and prepare to evacuate to the cross hub!"

"Silver-maned shooters and gunners, prepare ammunition, line up to shoot, cover and evacuate!"

After the two orders were given, the silver-maned iron guards behind Jeppard quickly changed their formation.

The original battle line was headed by Jeppard and Dunn, showing an arc.

The Silvermane Guards resisted at the front, and the Silvermane shooters and gunners fired alternately, fighting a war of attrition.

But now, it instantly turned into a sharp-angled formation.

The silver-maned shooters and gunners quickly retreated into the passage, stood on the left and right sides of the passage, reserved a space in the middle, and began to load additional magazines.

The silver-maned guards used Jeppard as the tip of their swords and gave up large areas on the left and right.

The suddenly vacated space was quickly occupied by various world-splitting creations.

The formation of the Silver Mane Guards is also constantly shrinking, and the Silver Mane Guards in the middle have returned to the Iron Guard restricted area through the passage.

Jeppard took a step forward, held up his thick shield, condensed ice and smashed it out, knocking away more and more world-splitting creations, just to give the guards room to retreat.

Dunn stood behind him to prevent the sundering crystal from attacking.

After all the guards were almost evacuated, he gave the order.

"Silver-maned shooters and gunners, saturation bombardment!"

boom!

boom!

boom!

The open space with Jeppard and Dunn was baptized with bullets and artillery.

After a round of ground-washing saturation attacks, only Jeppard and Dunn, wrapped in frost, were left intact in the open space at the front of the penalty area.

The world-splitting creations in the distance are like the tide, being replenished continuously.

Taking advantage of this time difference, Jeppard and Dunn also took the opportunity to rush back to the passage.

Pella, wearing round glasses, was standing on the city wall, staring at the flames of the outer universe in the distance. Behind her, several orbital guns hovering in mid-air had been charged with energy, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time. .

As the secretary and intelligence officer of the Silver Mane Iron Guard, Pella also has considerable combat power, and even often fights on the front line.

After everyone retreated to the passage, the heavy city gate slowly closed, blocking the world-splitting creation from moving forward.