After a long awkward silence, the soldier couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground, gasping for air. Looking at his pale face and soaked clothes, everyone could tell that he had exhausted all his ability just now. It's just… Isn't it too embarrassing to summon a mini watermelon and then use up all the energy?
Seeing that the soldier was in poor condition, Zhu Lin squatted in front of him, held his wrist and transferred a little bit of her spiritual energy into his body. It didn't take long for the soldier's complexion to improve slightly.
Zhu Lin withdrew her hand, stood up, and said, "Let him rest. He needs to wait for his body to recover first before moving around. Otherwise, it will damage the meridians."
Zheng Yimu nodded to her, then turned to look at the other soldiers and said, "Help him back to the dormitory and get him something to eat."
"Yes, Sir."
