"Don’t worry about me anymore, you can’t escape if you carry me," Qin Mo maintained his graceful demeanor, as calm as if he was talking about someone else, "Go on! Leave me behind, I can still help you one more time by covering your retreat."
Su Ye glanced at him indifferently, "Stop acting, will you? You’re not planning to change careers."
Qin Mo laughed wryly, "Alright! Please make sure to take me with you, don’t leave me behind."
Su Ye rolled his eyes in annoyance.
For the remainder of the journey, neither of them spoke. Fight after fight, pursuit after pursuit, it wasn’t until they temporarily shook off their trackers that they could rest for a moment. They had run out of nutrient solution and dry rations, so they were forced to hunt for themselves.
Su Ye struggled to chisel a hole in the ice and caught two unknown fish to eat raw.
In these conditions, it was absolutely impossible to light a fire. The moment they ignited a flame, it would be detected by heat sensors, ironically, the same sensors they had brought with them.
Qin Mo’s injuries were too severe to go without immediate treatment. His face was deathly pale, and he couldn’t stomach raw fish slices.
"Just hold on a little longer. Once we join up with Elbert, they’ll definitely have emergency medical packs," Su Ye said, trying to sound comforting, but his expression showed little reassurance.
"One wrong choice comes at the cost of life," Qin Mo said with heartbreaking pain, "But the price we’re paying this time is far too terrible. So many people, so many lives..."
Su Ye didn’t say anything about choosing the path Lin Fu took, talking about such hindsight wasn’t his style.
"Do you think we can still make it back?"
"We surely can," Su Ye said with firm conviction.
Qin Mo covered his face, "But I don’t want to go back. So many people have died. I took out the finest talents of this year’s First Military Command College only to return alone. What right do I have to go back?"
Su Ye raised his eyebrows in surprise, "I didn’t expect you to say that. This isn’t your fault. If we’re to blame anyone, it’s those who betrayed us." He pointed to the sky above sarcastically, "Our warship is right there, watching our people die without lifting a finger. Those are the ones who truly deserve to die."
His calm voice was tinged with a hint of hatred.
Angry flames burned within Qin Mo’s deep eyes as well.
Both knew something had changed.
When people die, some things are lost and never regained.
"Su Ye, do you think if we had Divine-level Mecha, would fewer people have died?"
Su Ye let out a bitter laugh, "Divine-level Mecha are rare and precious treasures even for Guardian Families, and not everyone can use them due to the need for compatibility." This content belongs to novel(ꜰ)ire.net
"And what about you? Can you use your Family’s Divine-level Mecha?"
Qin Mo broached the topic Su Ye had been avoiding, leaving him with no room to evade.
"You can’t use it; your talents aren’t enough, is that why you don’t have it?" Qin Mo’s eyes flashed with a hint of mockery.
Su Ye felt annoyed; if it wasn’t for the fact that this guy was close to death, he would have surely kicked him away.
"You can question my status in the family, but not my talent," he defended with pride, "Of course I can use the Family Inheritance Mecha. What about you, Young Master Qin?"
"But neither of us have one."
"Ha ha ha... indeed, neither of us do."
Both of them started laughing together, laughing until tears almost came out, and it took a long time before they could stop.