Star Farming, the eldest lady relies on alchemy to counterattack

Chapter 427 Can still be saved?

"President Wang, you seem so agitated. Has there been any change in the situation in Qinghe?" Ning Xuan asked, noticing President Wang's barely concealed anxiety.

"Ning Xuan, you've come at the right time. Qinghe's mental energy has surged, and the energy barrier on the seventh underground level has been breached. The riot police have been dispatched and wounded Qinghe, causing him to transform into a beast. The fully armed riot police have already suffered casualties. Qinghe's beast form is too powerful; the riot police can't handle him. Just now, the captain of the riot police sent a message ordering a retreat, saying that if they don't retreat, the entire team will be wiped out." Chairman Wang said anxiously.

"Is it that serious?" Ning Xuan frowned. Qinghe was young, but powerful, and had the Spiral Nebula removing unstable genes from his body. Logically, he shouldn't have ended up like this.

Judging from his battles in the Chaotic Realm, he must have had other encounters.

“Ning Xuan, Qinghe is a half-beastman, and an SSS-level half-beastman at that. Even if he transforms into a beast form, he can recover on his own. However, lately he has been appearing in beast form more and more frequently, and the recovery time has been getting longer and longer. Nobody knows if he will be unable to recover at any time, which is why I am so anxious. His situation is really very dangerous.” Chairman Wang looked in the direction of the training center with a complicated expression.

Just as Ning Xuan released her mental energy to probe the underground, a piercing metallic scraping sound suddenly came from the elevator lobby. Accompanied by flashing emergency lights, a team of special forces soldiers, covered in blood, stumbled and fell out of the elevator.

These once formidable elite troops are now disorganized.

The captain's visor was half shattered, revealing a bloodied and mangled jaw. The broken communicator wire swayed with his heavy breathing. His right arm hung limply to his side, clearly broken.

The situation of the team members behind them was even more dire. One of the team members, carrying a heavy machine gun, had no leg below the knee; the makeshift tourniquet was already soaked in blood, and every step he took left sticky, bloody footprints on the floor. His tactical uniform had been completely ripped open by some sharp object, and through the torn protective suit, a gaping wound on his abdomen could be seen.

The other team members were all injured as well.

"Seal off the exits, request activation..." The captain's hoarse voice came from behind the tattered mask.

Before he could finish speaking, the last two team members, who were supporting each other, finally collapsed in front of the elevator hall after stepping out. One of them had his protective chest armor completely dented, and pinkish blood foam came out with every breath; the other had a large hole in his back.

The strong smell of blood instantly filled the entire space. The medical personnel who had just arrived rushed forward to provide assistance and provide on-site first aid.

A chilling scraping sound came from deep within the elevator shaft, as if countless sharp claws were climbing the metal walls. The captain looked up at Chairman Wang, his eyes vacant, and said with a face full of despair, "Chairman Wang, the general can't be saved."

These riot police members were all elite troops trained by Qinghe. They were the last line of defense protecting Qinghe. Now, most of them have been killed or wounded and have fallen into despair.

Chairman Wang looked at the riot police officers in their terrible condition and was overcome with grief. In the plan they had devised based on Qinghe's situation, if the riot police could not control Qinghe, it meant that he was completely out of control. In order to prevent Qinghe from getting out of control and causing unpredictable damage, the only option was to carry out the final destruction procedure.

"Ning Xuan, it might be too late. Qinghe's condition suddenly worsened last night. He's been in a beast form for over eight hours and hasn't recovered yet. He... might never recover. Alas." Chairman Wang sighed deeply with grief. Although Qinghe had half-beast genes, his bloodline talent was outstanding, and his beast form was extremely powerful. His achievements in the Chaotic Domain were unprecedented. It's a pity that such an amazing figure is about to perish.

"President Wang, I promised Lan Xin I would save his life. Is the elevator still working? I want to go down and check." Ning Xuan wasn't trying to sacrifice herself to save someone, but through her mental probe just now, she had gained some understanding of Qinghe's current situation.

Although his current condition is indeed dangerous, it is not yet beyond saving.

“Qinghe is very important to the Federation, losing him would be a great loss. But Ning Xuan, you are even more important to the Federation. The riot police have already suffered heavy casualties. If you go down now, aren’t you just throwing your life away?” Chairman Wang shook his head. For Ning Xuan’s safety, he could not agree.

"President Wang, don't worry, I won't risk my life. I can save him, believe me. Don't delay any longer, or he really won't make it." Ning Xuan said as she walked towards the elevator.

Although the exit was closed, Ning Xuan knew where the emergency exit was. She walked directly into the emergency exit and disappeared from everyone's sight.

President Wang did not stop her. She listened nervously to the sounds below. After Ning Xuan entered the emergency exit, the terrifying scraping sound in the elevator shaft quickly stopped.

"President Wang, who was that young lady just now? Can she really save the general?" the bomb squad leader with a broken right arm asked in a trembling voice.

"She is Qinghe's last hope." Chairman Wang looked at the ground with worry.

As soon as Ning Xuan entered the underground, Qinghe, who had transformed into a dragon, sensed her presence. His completely turbulent mental sea briefly regained a sliver of clarity.

That sliver of clarity was quickly swallowed up by the black mist.

Ning Xuan's spiritual threads attached themselves to the ultra-fine tendrils of the Ghost Face Red Vine, quickly spreading to every corner of the seven underground levels. She soon located Qinghe's position.

As she locked onto Qinghe, Qinghe also sensed her presence.

Qinghe, whose mental sea was already in turmoil, launched a frenzied attack on Ning Xuan's location.

Qinghe was still not fully conscious, so Ning Xuan dared not confront him directly. She could only quickly dodge away and at the same time, find an opportunity to feed Qinghe the pills that would cleanse him of the pollution and calm his mind.