Sister, look at him!

Chapter 270 The "delicate" neighbor of the protagonists in the natural disaster article 27

After two months of nationwide rescue, less than 30,000 people were rescued. Despite this, the entire base was facing an overcrowded situation.

In the secret circular meeting room, the middle-aged man sitting in the main seat bent his arms and pressed his fists against his forehead. His brows were furrowed, and there was an inextricable sadness in his eyes.

On his left, a pale albino girl sat in a wheelchair. She looked no more than twelve or thirteen years old, with her eyes bandaged. She was wearing very thick clothes even in this warm meeting room.

In contrast to her thick clothes, there was a girl on the right side of the man. The girl was very young, and only about 20 years old. She was wearing a thin dark red chest-length skirt, and a green long-sleeved shirt that she casually draped over the back of the chair. At this moment, her hands were restless, playing games on a game console.

None of the three spoke, only the other eight people in the conference room were arguing non-stop.

After another round of quarrel, they all looked at the middle-aged man in the middle.

"Sir, what do you say?"

The middle-aged man exhaled slowly. He looked at He Qingwan who was busy playing games, then at the wheelchair girl who was about to fall asleep at any moment, and rubbed his temples with a headache.

"It's polar night." The wheelchair girl's bandaged eyes were bleeding. She tilted her head as if she was thinking or looking at something. "A total of twenty-three months, six hundred and ninety-nine days."

When the last word fell, she let out a painful groan.

The middle-aged man sitting in the middle made a gesture, and a well-trained tall woman came behind the wheelchair girl and pushed her out of the secret meeting room.

He Qingwan finally put down the game console at this time.

"After polar night comes polar day." She tapped the table continuously, "At least three years. Humans cannot withstand three consecutive years of direct sunlight. The underground city cannot be delayed any longer."

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and said, "We have already used all the manpower and material resources that we can mobilize at present."

He Qingwan tapped the table faster and faster, and everyone's heartbeat quickened along with her tapping movements.

"Catch the mutants." She stopped hammering and slammed the table hard, "What animals can dig holes?

One person hesitated for a moment and replied, "Pangolin? Earthworm? Mole? Hare?"

"Then go catch it." He Qingwan raised her hand, and the goshawk on the ceiling swooped down and landed obediently on her arm.

"I can lend you my Sakura, but you have to take care of his meals during this time. You can give him whatever he wants to eat."

He Qingwan knew everything in her mind. She was treated very well by the base and she didn't want to move. But giving without thinking was not her style. She liked to be a spendthrift, but that was only temporary.

Just give your pet to them to raise and do some chores for them, it's an easy life.

After leaving the secret meeting room and walking through a long corridor, He Qingwan was led by a medical staff member to the wheelchair girl's ward.

"I have something to say to her alone. You guys go out first." He Qingwan said to the medical staff in the room.

Several medical staff members did not ask any further questions. After finishing their work, they all left one after another. The last one to leave did not forget to close the door.

After everyone left, He Qingwan came to the bedside of the wheelchair-bound girl, and a green object that looked like a grape appeared in her hand.

She pried open the lips of the wheelchair girl and stuffed the "grapes" in her hand into her mouth.

After swallowing, the girl coughed heavily twice, then reached out her hand and roughly pulled off the bandage on her eyes.

The bandage was removed, and a pair of eyes as white as violets stared at He Qingwan.

"Who are you?" The girl's voice was still a little hoarse, but it was obvious to the naked eye that her condition was much better than before.

He Qingwan didn't answer her. Instead, she sat on the single sofa beside her bed. She crossed her legs, supported her face, and looked at the girl in the wheelchair with interest.

"It's strange that you, as an interstellar person, don't recognize me."

When she heard the word "interstellar", panic appeared in the girl's eyes, as clear as glass beads.

"Pei from the P galaxy, tell me why you came here." He Qingwan snapped his fingers, and the two were enveloped by a golden halo.

The wheelchair girl was silent for two seconds, struggling a little, but still explained the situation to He Qingwan, "My name is Tong. Five years ago, my sister left me a hasty message and then disappeared. I couldn't find her in the interstellar space, so I had to go to other worlds."

"Three years ago, I came to this world and predicted its demise. The inherent responsibility of my race forced me to stay, but..."

Tong lowered her eyes, her delicate face full of pain, "The environment here is too harsh. I have used all my strength to survive. Every time I have to use some of it to predict, it will be extremely painful..."

Fortunately, the country she came to was a very good country that was willing to take care of her, help her, and not abuse her power.

He Qingwan stood up, walked over and gently stroked her cheek which was gradually becoming warm.

The "Pei" is a race, their characteristics are snow-white hair and gem-like eyes, their only ability is to foresee the future. But the future of the interstellar is always in their own hands, and the interstellar does not need prophets.

Therefore, "Pei" is destined not to become the mainstream of StarCraft.

"When this world gets through this crisis, you can go back to the interstellar space." He Qingwan spoke softly, as if to comfort her, "Tell the authorities about your sister, they will help you find her."

Her fingertips slid and stopped at the girl's brow. A stream of light shone in, and the girl's white hair looked much more lustrous.

Tong looked at He Qingwan in confusion, "Who are you?"

Even her mother did not have such a strong and inclusive power. She had only seen this kind of power once when she was a child, and it was the power of the elves.

Could the person in front of me be the bright elf from the mysterious valley?

"Are you... an elf?"

Looking at Tong who had become a little cautious, He Qingwan withdrew his hand, "You didn't know me before, and you don't have to know me in the future."

She turned around, her back to the bed, and said, "These powers are enough for you to leave this world. Remember, don't leave the interstellar space casually. That is illegal. This time I will pretend that I know nothing. The next time I see you, I will personally send you to the interstellar court."

After the last syllable fell, He Qingwan left the ward without looking back without waiting for Tong to answer.

Meeting citizens from the interstellar space in a foreign world is like meeting fellow villagers in a strange city. Moreover, the fellow villagers are very lovely, and He Qingwan doesn't mind showing them more kindness.