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Chapter 89 Disguise

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    Yuan Shu's condition took a turn for the worse, from being able to stand alone just now to the dying state he was when Wang Dong first saw him. The situation was even worse. Even the intelligent medical machinery on the side had stopped moving.

    Wang Dong understood that the state Yuan Shu was in just now was a reflection of his past.

    "Tomahawk, find flat ground nearby and put down all temporary crew members on the ship."

    The person who issued this order was Yuan Shu.

    Wang Dong moved his lips a few times, and finally asked: "Brother Yuan, do you have anything else to explain, such as some unfulfilled wishes?"

    Although no promise was given, Wang Dong's meaning was still very clear. If Yuan Shu stated his last wish, Wang Dong would try his best to fulfill it.

    "Ha, I, Yuan Shu, have spent nearly a hundred years in my life, and not a single day has been wasted. Although I did not live to be three hundred years old, I have no regrets.

    Brother Wang Dong, I appreciate your kindness and have your last wish. However, you are still too weak now. You will not be able to participate until you truly join the Interstellar Mercenary Guild and become a member of three stars or above.

    So, that¡¯s it.  To be honest, I, Yuan Shu, am not a good person. The purpose of rescuing people this time was just thinking about imminent death. I would save as many as I could, and the result would not be worse.

    But luckily, at the last moment of my life, because of this kind thought, I met you.  The Tomahawk has a good home, and my last wish will not be in vain, thank you, thank you"

    After Yuan Shu finished speaking, he slowly closed his eyes and said nothing again.

    Wang Dong bowed deeply and without saying any other words, he walked straight out of the command cabin. Then in the middle of the aisle, he gritted his teeth and slammed the wound on his forehead against the wall.

    Suddenly, the wound that had stopped bleeding suddenly burst open. In the severe pain, the blood blurred Wang Dong's face again.

    Shaking his head, he felt a little dizzy. The impact was really hard, but fortunately it didn¡¯t reach the level of concussion.

    Wang Dong rushed towards the medical cabin as quickly as possible.

    At this time, the ship's broadcast has already sounded in a loop: "Warning, this ship is about to crash. Attention all temporary passengers, please go to the stowage bay according to the indicated direction and urgently leave the ship through the magnetic tractor beam."

    "Warning, this ship is about to crash,"

    At the same time, the warning lights inside the battleship kept flashing and the sirens kept sounding, fully creating an atmosphere of impending doom.

    When Wang Dong arrived at the medical cabin with blood on his head, he met more than ten passengers, who worked together to carry three seriously injured people who could not move towards the stowage cabin.

    Wang Dong hurriedly rushed forward, offered a hand, and blended into the crowd.

    A few minutes later, a group of people were already standing in an open space next to the Cangjiang Grand Canyon.

    In the eyes of everyone, the Tomahawk dragged a long blue flame, seemingly breaking away from gravity slowly but quickly, and gradually disappeared into the sky.

    But in Wang Dong's mind, he could clearly feel the existence of the Tomahawk.

    Even when you close your eyes, you feel as if you are still standing in the command module of the Tomahawk, ready to issue orders at any time.

    "Classmate Wang Dong, are you okay? The injury on your head seems to be more serious."

    Concerned voices sounded, Wang Dong turned around and saw that it was Weng Huashui.

    "Brother Weng, it's okay. It's just that the battleship was too bumpy just now and hit the wall again. I was dizzy for a while. I'm feeling much better now."

    Wang Dong sincerely expressed his gratitude.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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