Entering the shelter, closing the door above, and upon seeing the entire Vanguard team and feeling the long-missed cool air, Du Chen finally shrugged off the heavy shell tied to his body and collapsed on the floor, eyes dazed.
"Saved... Thank God..."
But to the others, seeing such a survivor brought mixed feelings of joy and concern.
It was of course good that someone was still alive, but what then?
No one was in the mood to think further; they all watched him quietly or looked to Li Qingming, awaiting his judgment.
Only Lin Yuanzhi, without hesitation, took out her own biscuit and handed it over: "You must be starving, eat this to recover a bit."
Du Chen, lying on the ground, was taken aback.
A stunning beauty, an absolutely melodious voice, a truly concerned expression, and a life-saving biscuit...
This was a miracle... an absolute miracle...
"Uh..." Tears instantly welled up in Du Chen's eyes, and his sunburnt, peeling dark face flushed with emotion.
