Star Farming, the eldest lady relies on alchemy to counterattack

Chapter 369 Unable to Merge
Yue Qingtian's relaxed expression didn't last long. An entire wall in front of him was covered with images of the battle at the front, projected as real-time footage of the fighting.

He saw dozens of human mechs battling the Zerg, but they were clearly at a disadvantage. The new Zerg unit was a species resembling a giant centipede, capable of spraying green slime from its abdomen. Mechs hit by this slime immediately emitted white smoke and became sluggish.

Even the mecha force was at a disadvantage, and Yue Qingtian was extremely anxious.

On another projection, facing the surging insectoids, a giant white tiger used its innate skill to protect the warriors who were surrounded.

Lin Mo was not doing well at this moment. His companion spirit, the white tiger, had one claw deeply embedded in the scorched earth, and its limbs trembled uncontrollably from exhaustion. The white tiger's silver fur had been corroded and mottled by the insectoid slime, and in some places the fur was even destroyed, exposing the skin, which was covered with burn marks.

"Roar—!" A wave of energy erupted from the White Tiger's mouth, blasting the approaching Zerg vanguard into pieces. However, this attack was significantly weaker than the previous one. Several agile scythe-like insects broke through the energy barrier, their sharp legs slicing across the White Tiger's body, leaving a spray of blood.

Lin Mo's consciousness began to blur. The energy output by his companion spirit in the battle came from him. Because his companion spirit had been fighting continuously for a long time, he could feel that the energy in his body was being depleted, and each heartbeat felt like a dying struggle.

"Second team, break through the gap on the east side!" Lin Mo issued the order via communicator.

This gap on the east side was something Lin Mo painstakingly tore open, all for the purpose of creating this breakthrough.

Seeing his team successfully breaking through according to his plan, Lin Mo barely managed to turn his heavy head, trying to mobilize the remaining power in his body to retrieve his companion spirit. However, he felt as if his limbs were filled with lead, and even raising his hand became extremely difficult.

"I can't go on." This thought clearly surfaced in Lin Mo's mind for the first time. Dark spots began to appear in his vision, and his ears were ringing—signs of mental exhaustion.

"I can't lie here, I have to hold on a little longer." Lin Mo tried to open his eyes wide. He took a deep breath and forced himself to gather his power again, pulling his companion spirit back into his body.

Lin Mo's subordinates quickly noticed his abnormal condition and immediately realized that he was overexerting his mental energy. Fortunately, the escape route had been opened, so the subordinates simply carried Lin Mo on their backs and broke out together.

This was the first time Lin Mo had used such a wide-range talent skill. The skill was very powerful, but using it consumed too much of his energy. Today, Lin Mo experienced the feeling of being overdrawn.

"Doctor, doctor, Lieutenant General Lin is injured, his condition is serious, he needs emergency treatment, doctor, come quickly!" Ning Xuan had just met with Director Lin of the medical center when she heard a voice urgently calling out from afar, even before entering the medical center's gate.

Dean Lin's expression changed. Within the Second Legion, as far as she knew, there was only one lieutenant general with the surname Lin, and that was her son, Lin Mo.

"Miss Ning, you've come at the right time. It seems Lin Mo is injured. Let's go take a look." Lin Yuzhi said as she hurried toward the person who had cried for help.

Upon hearing that Lin Mo was injured, Ning Xuan's heart sank, and she immediately followed him.

Ning Xuan followed the medic through the noisy temporary medical area, the smell of disinfectant mixed with the stench of blood growing stronger. Turning past the last isolation curtain, Ning Xuan saw the injured Lin Mo. Lin Mo lay quietly in the medical pod with his eyes closed, his face deathly pale, almost transparent, even his lips had lost all color.

On the transparent dome of the medical pod, various vital signs data were constantly flashing, most of the values ​​flashing a dangerous red. "His body clearly has no wounds, so why is he losing so much blood?" A doctor was discussing Lin Mo's condition with his colleague.

"It's internal bleeding caused by mental exhaustion. Although it can't be seen from the outside, all his internal organs are probably in a state of blood loss." Lin Yuzhi looked at Ning Xuan with a solemn expression.

Lin Yuzhi's hands, hidden behind her back, trembled slightly. She was extremely worried; she hadn't expected Lin Mo to be so badly injured.

Ning Xuan took a few steps closer. The cold light from the medical pod shone on Lin Mo's face, making him look like a marble statue. She noticed that Lin Mo's eyelashes were trembling incessantly, as if he were experiencing some terrible dream.

Even more bizarrely, silvery-white tiger stripes would occasionally appear under his skin, only to disappear quickly—a sign that his innate abilities were out of control.

"In order to protect the wounded soldiers, he forcibly used his companion spirit's innate skill, which led to a depletion of his mental energy. Currently, the fusion between his companion spirit, the White Tiger, and himself is experiencing problems," a doctor said, pointing to the erratic waveforms on the life monitor's display screen.

"Miss Ning, do you have any way to save him?" Lin Yuzhi asked Ning Xuan directly, without asking anyone else.

Ning Xuan didn't answer; she gently placed her palm on the medical pod's cover. Suddenly, Lin Mo's right hand twitched violently, his fingers twisting into claws, his nails visibly lengthening and sharpening before returning to their original shape in the next second. During this process, the heart rate on the monitor instantly spiked to 180, then plummeted.

"What's wrong? Why are your vital signs so unstable?" Lin Yuzhi asked anxiously.

"Because of overexertion, the fusion of the companion spirit has run into trouble. However, he subconsciously wants to absorb the companion spirit into his body, which is why this situation has occurred," the doctor who had just spoken said.

Ning Xuan watched as Lin Mo's violently convulsing limbs were restrained by straps inside the medical pod, and needles pierced his bulging veins in his arms. After the medication was injected, Lin Mo's struggles gradually subsided; clearly, what had just been injected into his body was a sedative.

A trickle of fresh blood seeped from the corner of Lin Mo's mouth, starkly contrasting against his pale skin.

"General Lin's injuries are severe; each forced fusion only worsens the damage to his internal organs," the doctor said helplessly, wiping the sweat from his brow.

"Is there any way to save him?" Lin Yuzhi heard her own voice was incredibly dry as she asked Ning Xuan.

"Dean Lin, I'm sorry, I've done my best, but I can't save him," the doctor replied immediately, thinking Dean Lin was asking her.

Ning Xuan looked up at Dean Lin. Although she wasn't familiar with Lin Yuzhi, Lin Yuzhi was, after all, Lin Mo's mother, and they had met a few times.

“I can save him, Dean Lin. Could you please arrange a quiet treatment room for me?” Ning Xuan said with great certainty.

When Lin Yuzhi heard Ning Xuan say that she could be saved, she immediately felt relieved. She quickly arranged a quiet treatment room for Ning Xuan and moved the medical pod that Lin Mo had used there.