The fog dissipated but the cannons were still firing.
With the arrival of more powerful missiles from the land base, the corporeal ghost ships were blasted into pieces that floated on the surface of the sea.
All the phantom ships, including the Seagull, dissipated in the sea breeze and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Watching the Seagull disappear, Gu Jun's heart was filled with disappointment but also relief … He did not want to face the two figures on the battlefield.
After Wu Shiyu fired out the giant Ancient Seal, he felt his connection to the Lai Hwa Tree was about to be severed and he was about to return to Dreamlands.
He relayed this to the people around him and Xue Ba relayed the latest update on the legionella bacteria to him. Gu Jun was instantly comforted.
"I need to get back to my senses." Gu Jun could feel the shadow of the tree fading away. "Remember to leave me the most intact Deep One body …"
But then again, he saw the Deep Ones that were killed around him. Not many of them could be considered intact.
With the counterattack of the Ancient Seal and spells, most of the invading Deep Ones dropped their bodies. Only a few managed to sneak back into the sea with a hateful roar. But for the land, they would not dare to do anything for the foreseeable future.
Wu Shiyu did not chase after the Deep Ones. She stood in the shadow of the tree. She could feel the connection breaking. She lifted her head and said, "Dirty-minded Jun, you have to come back."
"Of course, it won't be as long as the last time …" Gu Jun said as his voice faded away.
The surrounding people saw that the phantom of the giant tree had disappeared into the night, as if it had never appeared.
The battle had been won, and the evacuation operation had come to an end. The research lab continued to study 'Drug No. 1' and the new legionella bacteria, and the others had a lot of work to do, such as treating the patients, controlling the epidemic, maintaining order … The night was still very long.
However, whether it was the command center of the headquarters or the fleet, everyone had a new sense of vigor, even if the headache was still faintly acting up.
The depression, panic, and despair from before had turned into a new kind of hope. They could win the final victory in this matter.
At the same time, at the northern continent of Dreamlands, Gu Jun woke up with a jolt.
"Ah …" He collapsed to the ground almost immediately. It felt like his mental power had been sucked out. There was a dull pain in his heart.
Peacock and the rest panicked, they called for a doctor to come over and take a look at him.
Wang Ruoxiang rushed over. Seeing the man's pale face and twitching body, she said to the nurse, "Prepare the shot!"
"It's fine, I can still recover …" Gu Jun took a deep breath. He could feel it. Compared to the previous few times, the sacrifice he had made this time was nothing.
Sometimes, life was like that. When Uncle Dan did CPR, Gu Jun needed CPR but when Wang Ruoxiang or Peacock did it, he already had a strong heart. After taking about ten deep breaths, Gu Jun did manage to catch his breath.
Gu Jun immediately relayed the good news from the other world to cheer them up, especially those who were injured.
In a situation like this, the patients' will to live was very important.
Gu Jun cheered himself up and walked back to join in on Uncle Dan's surgery.
"Uncle Dan, you have to hang in there." He said self-deprecatingly, "If not for you, I wouldn't even be able to take a break. Furthermore, you promised to bring me to the club but we still haven't gone. "Now that he was the captain, he had the responsibility to dispel the darkness in everyone's heart.
"This time, this time, when we return, we will definitely …" Uncle Dan grimaced from the pain.
"Damned old man, just say a few words less." Lou Xiaoning cut him off. "What do you mean this time and the last time? Do you know what time it is now?"
Hearing that, Uncle Dan did not dare to say anything but he still insisted, "I, Uncle Dan, have been roaming the martial world for decades, the 'flag' is raised every day, what is there to be afraid of?"
The old man's tone was so suggestive that it made the group laugh. However, Peacock and Malachite did not get it so they merely laughed along.
"Doctor Wang, what does Uncle Dan mean by that?" Peacock asked Wang Ruoxiang softly, she really wanted to know. "What's so funny about a raised flag?"
Due to her lack of understanding of Chinese, Kathlyn also did not understand, "It's a pun, isn't it?"
"That …" The smile on Wang Ruoxiang's face froze. "You know Uncle Dan's style, it's pointless to say it out loud."
Without a doubt, it was the light of victory that lifted everyone's spirits. Even though they were still stuck in a difficult situation, they could find joy in the pain to make themselves and others feel better. They did not feel that the wilted grass on the wasteland was so gloomy.
Reality proved that laughter was good for one's spirit, the dreamers stayed in the dream long enough.
It was not until they finished the surgeries on the wounded that the medical staff slowly woke up.
During this process, Wang Ruoxiang returned with a new batch of researchers. She brought some new news. The fleet had indeed won, there was no counterattack from the cultists and they were already cleaning up the battlefield. Jiang Xin Zhen's physical dream channel had collapsed and the enemy subterrain giant worm had disappeared.
There was another piece of good news, the research room had observed the legionella bacteria in the patient's spit and found that the bacteria had changed as well.
This further proved that the destruction of the thousand-eyed worm had a comprehensive effect on the new legionella bacteria. There was hope for the plague.
Gu Jun was comforted by this but he did not let his guard down. The closer they were to the end, the more careful they had to be.
The shadow of the Lai Hwa Tree in his mind could barely be seen. He tried to sense it again but there was no response.
Following the exhaustion of Wang Ruoxiang's mental power, she woke up from the dream again. Her sweet dream was shattered due to exhaustion. With the loss of the special bond between them, Wang Ruoxiang could not enter the dream so easily, much less bring others into the dream.
The number of people on the wasteland dwindled.
The doctors and nurses did their best, but there was no equipment, no light, and even a shortage of medicine. The conditions were too difficult.
Uncle Dan and the rest's wounds were treated well. As long as they were not infected, there was no risk of amputation; however, Ma Feng's surgery was not perfect …
"Everyone, please don't let me drag you down …" Ma Feng mumbled. He had regained consciousness after the blood transfusion but his face was pale. He was not out of danger yet.
Gu Jun was asking the Elder Zoog and the group of young Zoogs. He asked again, "Do you have any idea how to save them? Anything works, even the Devouring Vine. If you help us, we will reward you handsomely, handsomely. "
"There is a way, a way …" The Elder Zoog patted his head. When he heard the word 'reward', he hesitated. "There is a way …"
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