"If that's the case..." Gumen returned to his room and slowly took out the shock wave launcher.
"Wait, what do you want to do?" The holographic projection of the prophet suddenly appeared in front of Gumen and shouted to stop him.
"I..." Gumen didn't answer, he just looked down at his unsatisfactory arm and the shock wave launcher in his hand.
The Predictor frowned: "Could it be that you want to use the Wings of Stone to..."
"Well..." Gumen nodded slightly, without denying: "The enemies are becoming more and more powerful now. Even Gaia and Aguru have fallen. We can't go on like this... I think too. Fight with everyone!!"
"Gu Men members..." Of course the prophet understood what he was thinking, but he couldn't predict what would happen if he did this. Looking at the serious face of Gu Men, his eyes were extremely firm. He was still the same as before... …
"I'll give you a piece of advice, don't use the Wings of Stone to heal your wounds for the time being. You and Ji Yazhen are different, not to mention that even he who uses it the most..." The prophet did not continue, and the holographic projection disappeared.
"..." Seeing the prophet leave, Gumen looked at the silver pistol in his hand, hesitated again and again, and put it back.
"Boom!"
"Senior Gumen, are you in there?" Qingshan came to Gumen and knocked on the door politely.
"Yeah, I'm here. What's wrong, Team Qingshan?" Gumen shook his head, calmed down a little, stood up and opened the door.
"Vice-captain Saijo has also completed the test flight. Now Shiori-senpai is also doing the test flight. The captain asked me to come to you and said that I have something to discuss later."
"OK, all right."
"Senior Gumen, are your hands... okay?" Qingshan asked with concern, thinking that Gumen had come back to change the dressing.
"Ah, it's okay," Gumen shook his head and moved his shoulders and arms slightly to indicate that he was okay.
"Well, that's good, let's go quickly. Everyone is waiting for Senior Gumen!!" Qingshan smiled as before and pushed Gumen away enthusiastically from behind, almost making Gumen fall down. On the ground: "Hey, hey, hey, it's too fast!!!"
"Are you awake?" Seeing Naguo on the bed next to him slowly opening his hazy eyes, Hai Mo, who was also lying on the hospital bed, asked.
"Hmm..." In the blur, Naguo didn't realize who was talking to him for a moment, and just responded softly.
Her soft voice had a hint of laziness as if she had just gotten out of bed, making her look very cute. Even someone like Hai Mo who approached her with other purposes would find it hard not to be moved by her. He was stunned for a moment, and a smile spread across his face. .
"Huh?" Naguo stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes. Only then could he clearly see the face of the person talking to him, and exclaimed: "Fujiwara Kaimo?!"
"Aha, Miss Miyamoto still remembers me, what an honor!" Hai Mo smiled crookedly and waved towards Nago.
"Ah...why are you here?!" Naguo suddenly raised her hand in excitement, and pulled out the needle directly with the hand still attached to the intravenous drip. She took a breath of cold air and was about to reach out to get it. When he got the syringe back, he suddenly lost his balance and fell off the bed.
"Ah, it hurts..."
"Uh..." Hai Mo was stunned by her series of operations. He shook his head, never expecting that Na Guo could be so stupid.
"But that's okay..." He winked slightly, a hint of evil flashed in his eyes, and he had a bad idea in his mind, but of course he didn't show it much.
"Doctor!" Seeing that Naguo was still struggling on the ground, he couldn't stand it anymore, so he shouted loudly outside, and at the same time reached out to help her press the notification button. Not long after, several nurses rushed over and put Naguo on the floor. Guo carried her back to the bed, helped her change the IV to her left hand, covered her with a quilt and told her not to move, and to call them if anything happened.
After they left, Naguo calmed down for a moment, but was still confused: "Why am I in the hospital?"
"This... you are not really beaten to the head, are you?" Hai Mo was completely impressed by her stupidity, his brows drooped, and his face was full of speechlessness...
"You were defeated by the metal life form Argyuros. Can't you even remember this?"
"Well..." Naguo blinked and thought about it carefully. It seemed to be true. He felt the danger coming before he even had time to go to work in the morning. He transformed and went to fight...
Then it seemed like... I was defeated in embarrassment... I was sad that my whole body was sore, and I couldn't get up from the ground just now... I guess it was because my injury was not healed yet and I had been lying down for a while...
"By the way, you saved me again..." Naguo asked, remembering the red figure he saw before he fainted.
"What do you think?" Hai Mo shook his head and did not answer her directly. He just turned around slightly and rested with his back to Naguo.
"Thank you..." Naguo thanked him softly, but Hai Mo pretended not to hear: "What did you say? Please speak louder, I can't hear you clearly!"
"Uh... don't go too far!" Naguo snorted, turned his head to the other side, hesitated for a moment, and cleared his throat: "You saved me again this time. It's really great." grateful……"
Hearing her thanks, Hai Mo felt very good in his heart, but he still said sarcastically: "Oh my, I really didn't expect that Miss Miyamoto Naguo would be rescued again and again. Is it because the enemy is too strong or is Miss Miyamoto too... Weak?"
"Huh?" His sincere thanks turned out to be his sarcasm. Naguo was furious and turned around and counterattacked: "Oh my god, how could Mr. Fujiwara be lying in the hospital too? Even after a wave of consumption, Can't you defeat all the enemies? Tut, tsk, tsk..."
"You!!" This obviously touched on Hai Mo's pain point. Excluding the time when Argyuros tested Aguru's strength at the beginning, when he faced it head-on, he did not last as long as Aguru... After all, he did not expect it. This time the enemy turned out to be so powerful that he couldn't handle it at all...
"A little bit!!" Naguo turned his head and stuck out his tongue at him, making a face, then snorted triumphantly, turned his head and ignored Hai Mo.
"Okay, don't expect me to save you next time!" Hai Mo seemed to be infected by her, completely losing his original composure and calmness.
"Thank you for your hard work. How do you feel?" Captain Wakura and Vice Captain Saijo stepped forward to open the cockpit and helped Shiori down, asking with concern.
"It's okay, it's not as difficult as I thought." Shizhi breathed a sigh of relief. It felt quite good to pilot the new fighter himself.
——To be continued
