The bloody sun is coming: I rely on treasure chests to upgrade my shelter

Chapter 314 Crystal Core Troubles

The vast universe, unknown star field, near a certain planet.

A space fighter plane that had just completed its interstellar transmission was hovering nearby.

In the cockpit, Xiaoman was grimacing, looking at the energy meter that was about to bottom out, "If I had known that traveling at the speed of light consumes energy stones so much, I shouldn't have refused Sanhu's kindness when I left."

His eyes moved, checking the data of nearby planets.

"Didi, a living planet has been detected, do you want to go there?" electronic voice.

Xiaoman stared at the data and frowned slightly, "There is no other way now but to try our luck on this backward planet."

Slowly pass through the atmosphere and enter the planet.

As soon as he could see the scene below, Xiaoman was shocked, "What kind of broken planet is this? Not only the sky is filled with yellow sand, but there are also salon rolls everywhere."

Just as he was considering whether to land, a giant saloon roll came towards this direction.

It was extremely fast and terrifyingly powerful, sending starfighters flying around.

Xiaoman held on to the control stick tightly, and the fighter plane was still undulating violently.

He focused on all the instruments, rolled continuously, and finally landed safely.

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous."

"Didi! A large number of creatures have been detected approaching."

My heart tightened again, I quickly picked up my equipment and rushed out of the cockpit.

At the same time, a large group of primitive people holding discarded steel rods, machetes, stones, and hammers surrounded him.

Xiaoman is very alert and ready to throw a tantrum at any time.

Deep fear flashed in the eyes of the leading man, and he stretched out his hands, and everyone immediately stepped back.

He took three steps forward and said, "Wow, ah, ah, ah, ah..."

The indigenous language made Xiaoman confused, and she asked in jerky interstellar lingua franca, "Who are you?"

The man shook his head and smiled bitterly.

But an old lizard man walked out of the crowd, "Refugee."

Seeing someone who could understand the interstellar lingua franca, Xiaoman felt relieved a lot, "Wise man, I would like to ask, do you have any energy stones here?"

The old lizard frowned, looked strange, and remained silent.

After a long time, he slowly said, "Yes, I have it, but I'm afraid the wise man won't be able to get it."

A growing smile appeared on Xiaoman's lips, "You just need to tell me the location!"

"Have you seen the largest salon volume?" The old lizard pointed far away, "There is what you need there, but it is not easy to get it."

"Thank you wise man."

Xiaoman bowed slightly, but out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of a young man who couldn't stand up straight, and thought to himself: "It seems like his spine has been injured? For the sake of the old lizard showing the way, help him."

He quickly rushed to the young man and pulled him in front of him, moving his sword fingers together.

"Ah, ah!"

"What are you doing? Let go of my son, let go!" The patriarch was shocked.

"Let go of the young patriarch, let go." The old lizard shouted.

Not only did Xiaoman not stop, he moved even faster, "I'm helping him treat his injuries."

Clicking the last finger, a palm hit the young man's spine, making a dull sound.

"It's over." Despair flashed in the patriarch's eyes. He grabbed the steel rod and tried to fight for it, but his son suddenly stood up straight with a smile on his face, "I'm fine, I'm really fine."

The boy jumped up and down, extremely excited.

The clansman looked at the young clan leader, then at the clan leader, then knelt down and bowed to Xiaoman, shouting words he couldn't understand.

"God, God, God." The old lizard man kowtowed and shouted.

Xiaoman didn't want to explain, smiled faintly, and ran towards the biggest salon roll...

When the natives reacted, there was no sign of her anywhere.

The old lizard man looked at the clan leader and pointed at the starfighter, "This is Lord God's vehicle. We must protect it."

"Yeah!" The clan leader yelled strangely, and the clan members also followed suit.

In less than two minutes, hundreds of indigenous men gathered around to build a sand defense belt next to the star fighter...

hours later.

Xiaoman arrived near a giant sandstorm, with yellow sand filling the sky and strong winds raging.

The body slides forward uncontrollably.

With a sweet cry, strength poured into his feet, and his gliding speed slowed down a bit.

Look around for places where you can help yourself.

There is not even half a stone except yellow sand nearby. If you want to survive, you can only rely on yourself.

Xiaoman was very calm. Nearby scenes kept flashing before his eyes. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he moved diagonally to the left.

At the same time, the giant sandstorm is spinning faster.

The height of the salon volume has reached a height that is beyond the reach of the naked eye.

Hula, tsk!

The nearby sand was swept away nearly two meters in an instant, and there was a feeling of weightlessness under my feet.

"Don't panic, never panic."

Concentrate, connect the tip of your left toe on the instep of your right instep, and rush forward.

The salon roll quickly rushed past where it was just now.

A super strong spinning and tearing force enveloped the surroundings. Xiaoman was completely unable to stand still. He could not use his inner strength to protect his whole body and moved with the tornado.

After three laps, the body is in inertia and rushes towards the center.

"Ha-ha!"

Using the heavy weight pendant taught by Ma Youyou, the rotation force was broken and it fell rapidly.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, he rolled with all his strength.

Xiaoman didn't dare to stop, kept rolling, and unknowingly arrived at the center of the salon roll.

There was a blinding light shining there.

"Energy crystal core!"

Happiness came so suddenly that Xiao Man was a little dazed and almost got sucked into the air again.

Step with all your strength and bury your legs in the sand...

After a long confrontation, his physical strength and internal strength had bottomed out. In a daze, he saw that Shalom had left the area.

His body went limp and he collapsed, gasping for air.

In less than half a minute, I felt a biting cold feeling behind my back, so I quickly stood up.

He struggled to pick up an energy stone, his body staggering badly.

"It's so heavy, how can I take it away?" smiled bitterly.

Before he finished speaking, there were rapid footsteps and shouts in the distance.

The ones rushing in front were the old lizard man and the indigenous tribe leader.

"Quick, quick!"

"Lord God, we are here to help you." The young patriarch.

Xiaoman felt a warm feeling in her heart, looked at everyone with a smile, and said sincerely 'thank you'.

The natives were very fast, and soon everyone joined hands and moved slowly towards the location of the fighter plane.

This batch of energy ore was too heavy and too much. It took nearly half a day to carry it, and only one-twentieth of it was carried.

"Lord God, we can't carry it anymore!" The clan leader looked solemn. "In half an hour at most, the strongest sandstorm is coming. We must go underground."

"Okay." Xiao Man was lucky and shouted: "Everyone, put down the energy stones and return underground."

The group of people evacuated quickly.

Half an hour passed in a blink of an eye. This time the salon volume was one-fifth larger than before, and even the upper level of the sand cave was shaking.

The indigenous people did not have much experience in construction, and the sand cave was only supported by picked up interstellar waste.

Xiaoman looked solemn and ran around to help him stabilize.

At the same time, the sandstorm above was getting bigger and bigger, and large amounts of fine sand continued to roll down overhead.

"Lord God, leave quickly, this place is going to collapse."

"The largest support pillar must be stabilized. If it collapses, none of us will survive!"

Xiaoman frowned, concentrated all his strength on his palms, and hit the support column hard.

boom!

The support column sank more than twenty centimeters downward.

After seeing hope, he hit the support pillar harder.

The ground trembled and yellow sand filled the sky, but Xiaoman did not evacuate and was still banging on the support pillars.

"Sir, let's go, let's go!" The patriarch was so anxious that he burst into tears.

"Okay, retreat, retreat quickly." The old lizard shouted, "The area is about to collapse. Move quickly, move quickly!"

Xiaoman's strongest blow landed on the support column, completely stabilizing it.

Suddenly, a place far away from the support column collapsed, and a torrential rain of yellow sand hit Xiaoman.

"Kill God with a knife!"

An afterimage rushed out of the yellow sand.

"Come on!"

The clan leader and the old lizard stared wide-eyed, unable to recover for a long time.

"God bless our people, thank you Lord God, thank you Lord God." The natives kept performing the salute of prostrating themselves to the ground.

The crisis was not completely resolved yet. Xiaoman quickly grabbed the nearest person and said, "Hurry and leave."

The people behind him got up and evacuated quickly.

The collapse was getting bigger and bigger. Fortunately, they evacuated in time, otherwise the indigenous people would have lost less than half of their strength.

Xiaoman looked solemn, always watching the looseness of the support column.

Several times, the small support column almost collapsed, and she relied on her efforts to stabilize it.

Xiaoman's whole body was already wet with sweat, and her steps were a little unsteady. Stars were rising in front of her eyes. She half-bent over and rushed to the second largest load-bearing pillar.

The natives see everything.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man shouted: "We can't let Lord God resist everything for us. Let's work together to stabilize the support pillar."

"Okay, let's go together!"

The entire group, including the old, weak, women, children, and children, rushed to the support pillars.

With the power of the masses, the support pillars will no longer shake, and the biggest crisis has been lifted.

Xiaoman held on to the support pillar, smiled at the clan leader, and fell into a coma.

"Save people, save people!"

Everyone hurriedly carried her to a place with good air circulation and took good care of her...

Soon after, several indigenous women walked out of the hut.

"The benefactor is out of danger, everyone should disperse!"

The clan leader immediately drove away everyone, looked at Xiaoman's location, and signaled with his eyes.

The old lizard understood and left.

The two came to a secluded place, and the clan leader was the first to speak, "Wise man, what do you think of the great benefactor's character?"

"Nothing to say." A glint flashed in the eyes of the old lizard man, "Does the patriarch want to give her a great fortune?"

"I wonder if that's okay?" The clan leader stared at him.

The old man did not speak. After weighing the pros and cons, he slowly said, "Yes. However, this is related to the safety of the entire ethnic group. Do you want to ask the elders?"

"I asked before I came here, and they all agreed." The patriarch smiled lightly, "What do you think, wise man?"

"I vote in favor!"

"In this case, I will immediately ask someone to inquire about the latest situation of Fenglong Cave." The patriarch stared at Xiaoman's residence, his smile disappeared, and his face was serious, "My great benefactor, I hope you will not disappoint our expectations!"

"Clan leader, you can rest assured." The old lizard patted his chest, "I have carefully observed that this person has a good temperament, and he is also upright. He will never do anything that harms the clan."

"That's good!"

The clan leader nodded and waved towards the darkness. Several strong men nodded heavily and disappeared...