Wang Xia froze for a moment, then immediately began dismantling the bomb without a word. With his familiarity with explosives, he took the device apart with ease, carefully separating the Internal Energy Storage Unit from the main explosive body. This was a plasma bomb, and one wrong move could wipe out everyone who had managed to escape there. This left him no choice but to proceed with extreme caution.

After a long while, he finally managed to separate the Storage Unit from the main charge. By this time, his vest was soaked with cold sweat. Handing this small piece of silvery-white metal to Zheng Zha, Wang Xia immediately turned to dismantle another plasma grenade. The plasma landmines and time bombs were placed neatly to the side. His entire focus was now absolute; his dismantling motions were lightning-fast. Except for the moments when he separated the Storage Unit from the main explosive, the other steps took mere seconds to complete.

Zheng Zha’s internal energy was utterly depleted—truly, completely drained. There was not a speck of internal energy or bloodline power left in his entire body, save for the meager reserves held within his ring. However, this tiny amount was nowhere near enough to save Ba Wang’s life. After only a few minutes of infusion, his own energy vanished. In desperation, he forced out the minuscule threads of internal energy his body could generate, feeding them into Ba Wang, but these wisps were utterly useless. Slowly, Ba Wang’s body temperature began to drop again.

“Wang Xia!” Zheng Zha roared, his eyes burning crimson. This was not born of anger, but from sheer desperation that threatened to consume him. Just then, Wang Xia appeared with a Storage Unit in hand. Zheng Zha didn't even look, snatching it and drawing the energy into himself. This plasma grenade’s Storage Unit held about twenty percent of his internal energy. The moment he absorbed it, he felt a release within his core, but he didn't pause to savor it. He grabbed Ba Wang’s hand again and began pouring the energy into him. Ba Wang's skin slowly regained a rosy hue, and his breathing grew steadier.

Twenty percent internal energy, and moreover, twenty percent of Hunyuan Yi Qi Gong internal energy—this was massive in both quality and quantity. It guaranteed Zheng Zha at least two seconds in his "Annihilation" state, so Zheng Zha poured his energy into Ba Wang almost without reservation. He focused particularly around Ba Wang’s chest meridians, significantly increasing the pressure on the heart, forcing the scarce blood to circulate faster throughout the body.

Before long, Ba Wang gradually opened his eyes. The hearty man from the north seemed to try and move, but a sharp pain in his chest made him dare not stir again. He let out a weak chuckle. “Damn it. I spent my whole life handling guns, and today I got played by money. Is everyone alright, Zheng Zha…”

Zheng Zha, focusing on maintaining the flow, could not reply verbally. He frantically sent out a mental call through the Soul Chain to Zhan Lan. Zhan Lan, clearly monitoring his mental state, immediately connected his consciousness to Ba Wang’s. Zheng Zha urgently said, “Relax your body. Don't worry, we’ll be back in the ‘Main God’ space soon, and we can all fight together again… Damn it, brother, don’t die! We promised we would return to the real world together with Superman’s body and strength. We still have to take on the strongest demon reincarnation squads and the celestial reincarnation squads, and we have to slaughter all the dogs in this reincarnation world! Brother, don’t leave us!” As he spoke, Zheng Zha felt a sharp ache behind his eyes, close to tears.

Ba Wang parted his cracked lips and managed a faint smile. “Damn it, who isn't going to die? Aren't they saying even the ‘Saints’ who created this space are dead? Ordinary people like us should have died long ago in this world… If it weren’t for you, we’d all be dead already. To have lived this long, to have adventured with you so many times, to have killed with such exhilaration, and to have created a super beautiful woman to play with for so many days—I’m already satisfied… Brother, I might not be able to walk with you anymore. If there’s ever a chance… I really want to talk to you about going to the real world, about my grandmother’s smoked beef, that taste…”

Before he could finish, Chu Xuan walked over and landed a solid punch on the back of his head. The man then stated calmly, “The air in this cavern is insufficient. It’s better to communicate mentally. Furthermore, his injuries aren't suitable for him to talk much…” This man seemed utterly unfamiliar with emotion, facing everything with the same detached coolness.

Zheng Zha said nothing more. He continued to funnel internal energy into Ba Wang’s cooling body. Though he didn't want to admit it, Ba Wang's circulation was indeed growing weak, only capable of registering a faint pulse when Zheng Zha’s internal energy passed through. The heartbeats grew weaker still, only thumping once when the energy arrived. This accelerated his own energy consumption even more severely; he wasn't sure if he could sustain it through the remaining time.

The memories of Ba Wang’s time with the team flashed through Zheng Zha’s mind—every scene replaying. This cheerful man always looked out for every member; his booming laughter always diffused the team’s tension; his sweeping marksmanship helped them through danger after danger. Without him, there was no complete line of fire. The moment this man was happiest was when he redeemed the Wolf Bloodline; his smile resembled that of a giant child…

“Damn it, you can’t die! No matter what, you can’t die!”

Zheng Zha now cared for nothing else. The instant his internal energy ran out, he reached back, grabbed an Internal Energy Storage Unit, and began sucking its contents down furiously. He then immediately channeled the energy back into every part of Ba Wang. When that was depleted, he reached back again, grabbing another one. He repeated this cycle several times, losing track of time, until the next time his energy ran out and he reached back, he was stunned to find nothing there. He turned to look. Everyone in the cavern seemed drowsy, save for Chu Xuan and Wang Xia, who were fighting to keep their eyes open. At Wang Xia's feet lay the dismantled husks of every single plasma bomb. Every single one had been used up—meaning not a single drop of stored internal energy remained.

“Ah! Impossible! There were so many plasma bombs back then!” Zheng Zha panicked, lifting Wang Xia up, but he immediately set the man back down. Wang Xia’s ten fingernails were completely torn back. Those bombs were sealed tightly; opening them without tools required significant time. But Wang Xia hadn't had that kind of time; he had to use brute force every single time. As a result, his fingernails were all inverted, yet he hadn't even managed a single grunt of pain.

Zheng Zha was so desperate he felt like crying, unable to think of a single alternative. Only Chu Xuan silently pointed towards one of the cartoon bear robots in the distance, then stated calmly, “Seven minutes and forty-two seconds remaining. I don’t know how much longer Ba Wang can cling to life… But if you don't resume inputting energy within twenty seconds, he will certainly die.”

Zheng Zha spun around. Ba Wang’s skin was already turning blue-white. Without a second thought, he charged towards the cartoon bear robot. The robot only managed to emit a strange sound—a short “Monie”—before it was shoved from behind, falling over. Then, it felt a heavy weight on its back, its vision flashed white, and it could move no more.

Zheng Zha’s reaction was utterly decisive. He ripped the cartoon bear robot’s back open with savage force, tearing off its Internal Energy Storage Unit. He violently absorbed all the residual energy remaining within, then sprinted back towards Ba Wang, roaring as he ran: “Chu Xuan, have two people kill one of the others for Rogan Dao, and you kill the other one… But you must spare Xue Ling’er, I beg you!”

Zheng Zha knew Chu Xuan’s personality inside and out; the man never did anything useless and always maximized efficiency, especially concerning team interests. That was why he phrased it this way. His only fear was that Chu Xuan, for the sake of team efficiency, might kill Xue Ling’er—a scenario Zheng Zha could never accept.

Without waiting for Chu Xuan’s reply, Zheng Zha reached Ba Wang’s side and immediately resumed pumping energy into him. Ba Wang’s heart meridian was at an almost imperceptible level. Had he delayed the energy input by even a few seconds more, the man might have passed away. Thus, Zheng Zha stopped holding back, pouring his energy into Ba Wang with all his might. Even though this energy was incredibly weak, he desperately kept feeding it into Ba Wang until his own internal reserves were spent. He continued frantically drawing out the last dregs of energy from his body to push into Ba Wang. Gradually, he lost all sense of time and awareness of his surroundings. When he finally regained consciousness, he realized he had passed out.

Zheng Zha looked at his own body and Zizhou’s. He was currently suspended in mid-air, encased in a faint sphere of light. Several other orbs of light floated around him, each containing a person. He thought for a moment, then his heart lurched in sudden realization: he was already within the ‘Main God’ space. After several panicked mental checks, he finally summoned the courage to look down. Besides the Loli woman he instantly spotted…

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