"There are seventy-four more people to rescue."
Ma Ran glanced at Su Qiangwei beside him: "Rescuing one person consumes seven to eight acupoints of inner qi."
"There might be some fluctuations, but..."
"Not less than six."
"We'll have to stay here for another two days."
Su Qiangwei snorted softly.
She wasn't like Song Chu, who would foolishly trust people who betrayed him!
No need for Ma Ran to say more, she understood his meaning immediately.
"I get it."
"You just want me to replenish your energy, right?"
"That's pretty much what 'Energy Transmission' is for."
Power bank girl, online!
...
Three days later, all the survivors in the A3 District were out of danger.
8:25 in the morning.
The special car sent by Grass Hut Academy took Ma Ran and Su Qiangwei away.
"Salute!"
The survivors stood straight, with five fingers closed, raising their hands in unison.
Their middle fingers lightly touched their temples, facing the direction of the departing vehicle.
Swish!
