Space Survival: My Teammates Are All Top-Tier

When everything calmed down, the sky was gray, and a day had passed.

Jiang Shicai woke up from his coma, his whole body aching, and he could barely open his eyes a crack.

What came into view was a scene of utter chaos inside the cockpit.

The broken wire was pulled out of the damaged board, and a burst of electric sparks occasionally popped from its end.

It made a sizzling sound and smelled burnt.

In the dimly lit environment, wisps of smoke were rising from several damaged areas, and the only remaining emergency light was flashing a dim red light.

It reflects the distorted and deformed outline of the cabin.

"I...I'm not dead?"

His chapped lips moved, and Jiang Shi made a hoarse sound.

My throat is burning.

"You're not dead, Master, you're not dead!" Xiao Ai's anxious voice rang in his ears.

Jiang Shi anxiously spoke as the illusory figure appeared before his eyes.

With his blurry vision focusing, Jiang Shi saw Xiao Ai's illusory figure floating in front of him, and he felt a little nervous.

"Xiao Ai?"

As soon as Jiang Shi turned his neck, a sharp pain shot through his neck and back, causing him to groan involuntarily.

Shaking his throbbing, dizzy head, he gradually regained consciousness.

He felt something pressing on his chest, making him feel suffocated and unable to breathe properly.

Looking down, I understood the root cause of my chest tightness.

The driver's seat he was in was twisted backward at an angle of about 45 degrees during the violent impact.

Guo Wanxing, who was in his arms, was lying on top of him in an extremely awkward position.

Her weight, combined with the distorted angle of the seat, concentrated most of the pressure on his chest.

"Evening Star, wake up, wake up..."

"I'm having trouble breathing if I move around too much."

He raised his hand to gently push her, but as soon as he exerted force, he felt a sharp pain and numbness in his arm, and he couldn't exert any strength at all.

No response.

Guo Wanxing was still unconscious, with only her eyelashes occasionally trembling slightly.

Jiang Shi thought something had happened, but seeing Guo Wanxing's steady breathing, he felt much more at ease.

Helpless, he could only try to move his body to adjust his posture slightly.

At least, it allows my chest, which is feeling like it's suffocating, to catch its breath.

But as soon as he moved, Guo Wanxing, who was unconscious, seemed to sense it.

The arms that had been loosely wrapped around his waist suddenly tightened, his brows furrowed, and his lips parted, muttering a few indistinct words:

"Don't...don't leave...me..."

"OK……"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Shi felt a bittersweet pang.

Damn it, I've been pinned down for so long, half of my body is numb!

Seeing that he couldn't do anything, Jiang Shi had no choice but to ask Xiao Ai for help, "Xiao Ai, do you have any way to separate me from Wanxing?"

"My body is completely numb; I can't move at all."

The illusory Xiao Ai shrugged, her expression rather helpless:

"Master, I regret to inform you that I am currently only a virtual projection, not a physical entity."

You only have two choices right now!

Xiao Ai has two fingers.

"Either we wait quietly for her to recover, or we pray that Miss Guo will wake up soon."

"this……"

Jiang was speechless.

Wait for it to recover on its own? I don't know how long that will take, and this position is really too uncomfortable.

Wait for Wanxing to wake up? Judging from her deep coma, it's unlikely she'll be awake anytime soon.

Left with no other choice, he forced himself to shift his focus and start dealing with the mess at hand.

"Xiao Ai, what's the damage to the No. 7 fighter jet?"

Looking around at the damaged and solemn interior space, I felt heavy-hearted.

"Reporting to Master, apart from the air circulation system, gravity system, and water circulation system, which are slightly to moderately damaged, the damage rate of the other critical systems generally exceeds 70%."

"Specifically: the main engine and power core were almost completely destroyed, the external fuselage structure was severely deformed and fractured in multiple places, and only two drones remained as weapons; the rest were completely destroyed..."

"Based on a comprehensive assessment, the spacecraft has lost most of its capabilities and can only be used as a temporary shelter, with extremely low safety."

"Repairing it will require a large amount of mineral resources."

"Furthermore, due to the severe damage to the fighter jets and spaceships, they are unable to establish contact with the spaceships or send coordinates."

"Ah... I understand."

Jiang sighed repeatedly, feeling that his future was bleak.

Access your personal information panel.

Sure enough, the once clean and simple interface is now all highlighted in red.

The total cost of repairing various resources is over ten thousand. Fortunately, the laser cannons don't require the Red Sun Stone to be repaired; only the five basic ores are needed.

Otherwise, Jiang Shi would really be... Oh my god...

The repair will require approximately 1.5 kg of titanium alloy, 2 kg of iron, 2.5 kg of copper, 1.5 kg of aluminum, and 2.6 kg of silicon graphite.

Looking at the supplies needed for the repairs, Jiang Shi felt a headache coming on.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, he asked:

"Xiao Ai, can I message them?"

"Yes, the damage to the spaceship will not affect the use of the panel," Xiao Ai replied confidently.

"But sending messages like this won't allow location tracking!"

"It's okay, as long as we can send messages, that's all that matters!"

Jiang Shi perked up and opened the chat interface.

However, when he opened his "Friends" list with great anticipation, the smile on his lips froze, and then he started to twitch.

In the list, there was only one avatar lit up, all alone.

That's Guo Wanxing.

He then remembered that, apart from adding Wanxing as a friend, he hadn't added anyone else...

Bai Yubing, Liu Siqin, Dai Xinhui, Shen Xi, Lin Qingxue, Zhang Ruoyu, Guo Wanyu, Wang Xiaoxiao.

He didn't add any!

"Well……"

Jiang Shi was embarrassed.

Looking at the empty contact list, Xiao Ai's illusory figure couldn't help but tease Jiang Shi: "Tsk tsk tsk, my master, you didn't add any other teammates' contact information besides Miss Guo, did you?"

Jiang Shi: "..."

Pretending not to hear, I silently closed my empty friends list and instead opened a group chat with a hundred billion people.

They want to see what others are going through, or find some useful information from them, and receive comfort from those who have had similar misfortunes, to distract themselves from the pain...

In the public chat, interesting posts kept popping up.

But what Jiang Shi noticed first was the constantly fluctuating number at the top of the screen, which was decreasing at an alarming rate.

The number of online users is also the number of surviving users.

That figure, which was originally around 100 billion, has now reached around 905 billion.

Moreover, the number of thousands or tens of thousands is decreasing almost every second, resulting in a significant drop!

From midnight to now, in just one day, the total number of people has decreased by more than 0 billion.

Moreover, there is no sign that this decreasing trend will slow down!

"Xiao Ai!"

"This...this speed at which people die is just too fast!"

Xiao Ai stared at the number, completely indifferent.

"Survival of the fittest is just a cruel reality; the master doesn't need to pay too much attention to it."

"These are all expected, and the death toll will gradually stabilize over time."

Everyone understands the道理 (principle/reason), but hearing Xiao Ai's words still sent a shiver down Jiang Shi's spine.

Because behind every decrease in numbers lies a human life.

In general, the first group to die are often the elderly, children, and other vulnerable groups.

Jiang Shi shifted his gaze and began browsing the posts that were being updated in the discussion area.

The two pinned and most popular posts caught his attention.