Done!
In the last wave, Wang Ye had gained 63 million potential points.
He retrieved the Whitewheel Origin and pretended to be exhausted. His face was pale and he seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
In an instant, Xiaoyu's gentle and warm ability landed on him. He felt as if ten thousand small fish were rubbing his body. It was extremely comfortable.
Ke Yuanqi was both annoyed and touched when she saw Wang Ye "go all out" and fight to the point of exhaustion.
"Who asked you to help me?!"
She could not bring herself to say this.
Ke Yuanqi returned to her original form. She pursed her lips for a long time before she asked with concern. "Are you alright?"
"I'm alright," Wang Ye said weakly. "Seeing everyone fighting so fiercely, I was infected by the hot-blooded atmosphere and unknowingly joined the battle. Did it affect you, captain?"
What did he think?
Ke Yuanqi forced a smile. "Of course not. You did well!"
