Jiang Xia's consciousness moved slightly, and then a few rough dough cakes and a can of pickled cucumbers, some dried flowers for making tea appeared in his hands.

Lu Dongxia also used this method to magically create food out of thin air.

Jiang Xia also took some medicines containing various plant powders as directed by the Lu brothers. These medicines can relieve the pain, but are not enough to restore them. What they need now is not only medicines, but also time.

"You don't have a rescue communicator?" Jiang Xia asked in confusion.

Lu Dongxia shook her head, "No, with our strength, we didn't need rescue."

Why

Jiang Xia sighed softly, "I have one, but now we are probably far away from the Earth Federation, and military communicators should no longer be used."

Having said that, Jiang Xia still opened the silver ring on his left wrist.

The red flash emits a faint light, indicating that the military communicator is sending a distress signal to the surroundings.

Jiang Xia leaned on the chair, looked at the mysterious starry sky outside the porthole, and smoked a cigarette.

As time passes by hour, their hopes for survival are becoming increasingly slim...

ps: I got up in the early morning to write something, and then I had to take English classes in the morning, and the pace of life became more and more tense.
Chapter completed!