Hax opened his eyes and he was back in the Command Center.
Nesterin looked at him worriedly. A dozen doctors with various toolboxes and medicines were staring at him.
"Sir, are you okay?" Nesterin asked. "I tried to wake you, but you won't. So I called a few doctors."
"I'm fine. All of you can leave."
The doctors bowed their heads and left one by one.
"What's our situation?" Hax asked.
"We still hold our ground, sir. The main undead army has not arrived yet. But they will in around two days."
Hax stood up. "That's enough time. Take over for me. I want to make something for these undead."
Nesterin's eyes lit up. Every time Hax was about to make a new weapon, everyone would be excited, this included Nesterin.
Well, who wouldn't? Hax's weapons were powerful, and all of them couldn't wait for what he would bring to the table.
