Reborn in 2014: A One-Man Tycoon

Shadow Butterfly immediately summoned the Stardust.

The Stardust was a gift from Zero to Meng Chuan.

In return, Meng Chuan provided him with a living specimen.

Now it has become Zero's death warrant.

"My husband, I will definitely kill Zero and wait for me to come back and take you home."

Shadow Butterfly piloted the Stardust, traversing the vast universe.

However, the Stardust was originally developed for the purpose of transmitting messages.

It wasn't for fighting or tracking.

Therefore, in addition to being small in size, fast in speed, and flexible enough, it is also...

It has very few other functions.

Even with radar scanning activated, the range of the burning seedlings is only about 1000 kilometers.

With a radius of 1000 kilometers, this scanning area is already quite large.

But for space, it's not much different from finding a needle in a haystack.

Of course, Yingdie also predicted that Zero wouldn't escape for long.

Therefore, she conducted a thorough search around Mars, circling it in circles.

It spread outwards from Mars in concentric circles.

On the other side, Zhan Yi raised his hand and gave an order to his team members:

"Divide into three groups and keep in touch! Remember, capture them alive! Don't let the troupe leader's hard work go to waste!"

More than 20 team members immediately took action, like three black torrents, chasing after the fleeing observers.

From the direction of the base, Fu Wang carried Meng Chuan and rushed into the base.

"Quick! Prepare the best nutrient solution! Activate the life support system! We must save the sect leader!"

Prince Fu roared.

There are some medical equipment and medical personnel in the underground base.

After all, with over a hundred people living on Mars, we are prepared for this.

Actually, Prince Fu didn't need to say anything.

People have already started working on it.

The lights in the medical room came on, and the medical staff rushed over.

The instrument soon began to beep.

Prince Fu stood by the bed, looking at Meng Chuan's pale face and white hair, his eyes reddening again.

She was only eighteen years old when Fifth Master took a liking to her at first sight.

He personally taught Meng Chuan ancient martial arts; although they were not formally master and disciple, they were in fact master and disciple.

Prince Fu always regarded Meng Chuan as his own disciple.

They always shoulder everything themselves.

From rescuing the market after the stock market crash to the RR virus, from strategic planning on Mars to today's life-threatening situation.

He has hardly ever lived a day for himself.

"The gang leader's vital signs are very weak, immediately administer adrenaline..."

The medical staff said in a panic.

"No need. His body is very fragile right now and can't withstand adrenaline. You should mainly administer intravenous nutrition, and leave the rest to me."

Prince Fu said firmly.

Given Meng Chuan's current physical condition, using adrenaline would have more side effects than positive ones.

Even if he is saved, it will only increase the burden on his body.

The medical staff glanced at Prince Fu and immediately followed his instructions to give Meng Chuan an IV drip.

Prince Fu stood in front of Meng Chuan, one hand on Meng Chuan's chest.

Prince Fu is trying to use his own energy to awaken the life force within Meng Chuan.

However, Prince Fu's control over his qi was very gentle.

Because Meng Chuan's body is now like a parched, cracked field.

The influx of water would cause even greater damage to Meng Chuan's body.

It needs to be nurtured slowly, like boiling a frog in lukewarm water, to gradually revitalize it.

"Boss, you must hold on. The Green Gang needs you, the brothers are waiting for you, the earth is waiting for you, we are all waiting for you to come home."

Prince Fu silently recited in his heart:

"Fifth Master, if you are watching from heaven, please help the troupe leader. This old servant begs you, I kowtow to you."

Prince Fu stood before Meng Chuan like a statue, his hand pressed against Meng Chuan's chest.

This stop lasted a full half day.

Prince Fu remained completely still.

But large beads of sweat kept pouring from his forehead.

A young medical worker had tears in her eyes, but dared not cry out loud.

But she gently wiped Prince Fu's face again and again.

Meng Chuan, lying on the bed, showed no reaction whatsoever.

However, it still maintains a rhythmic heartbeat of 12 beats per minute.

Although such a heart rate is no different from being dead.

But each heartbeat brought a sigh of relief to every medical worker present.

Because once you stop being picky, even a god couldn't help you.

"How is the troupe leader?"

Suddenly, Zhan Yi, dressed in tattered clothes, burst in.

He spotted Meng Chuan on the bed at a glance.

"How are the troupe leader's orders being carried out?"

Prince Fu suddenly spoke up.

"Capture them all alive, Prince Fu, what do you think, Master?"

Zhan Yi said quickly.

Zhan Yi knew that Prince Fu also had some medical knowledge.

Although he couldn't compare to Elder Hua of the medical clinic, the only one they could count on was Prince Fu.

"The medical supplies and equipment here are too poor. I can keep the troupe leader alive, but we must return to Earth as soon as possible. Please ask Elder Hua for help. Has Yingdie not returned yet?"

"The Prince of Fu said in a deep voice."

But he dared not stop supplying energy to his hands for even a moment.

Because once his hand leaves Meng Chuan's body, anything could happen.

"He hasn't returned yet, Prince Fu. May I do it for him...?"

Zhan asked cautiously.

Zhan Yi was dressed in tattered clothes and looked very disheveled.

But he is still young, and his energy is not yet fully developed.

On the contrary, Prince Fu was pale at this moment, and he was afraid that Prince Fu would not be able to hold on for much longer.

"Get out! Yingdie, come back here and take the troupe leader home immediately!"

Prince Fu interrupted with a cold snort.

Zhan Yi was a complete roughneck.

His control over qi was extremely powerful and unrestrained.

Handing the troupe leader over to Zhan Yi is less efficient than simply killing him outright.

Prince Fu would rather die of exhaustion than entrust Meng Chuan to Zhan Yi.

"Yes, I'll leave right away."

Zhan Yi dared not refute, and hurriedly ran out to wait, fearing that he might provoke Prince Fu and affect the troupe leader.

Now his only hope is that Yingdie can return as soon as possible; otherwise, things might change...

"Commander-in-Chief, the quantum transmission equipment has been repaired. Ordinary signals simply can't be sent back. The people on Earth are probably very worried. Should we send some information back to Earth?"

Lin Zhou cautiously walked up to Zhan Yi.

The previous explosion caused significant damage to the base.

Mars today is no less impactful than an asteroid hitting Earth during the dinosaur era.

The smoke and dust filled the sky, and it was unclear how thick it was or how long it would take to dissipate.

Only by using ground-based quantum transmission devices can some video clips be transmitted back.

"Send word immediately: send all the information back to Earth and tell it that we have won. Also, tell Earth to prepare the best medical team and await the return of the leader."

Zhan Yi said, his eyes red.

We've basically won a major victory.

We're just waiting for news from Yingdie.

However, even if Shadow Butterfly hadn't intercepted Zero, it would have lost its mothership and a large amount of technological resources.

Even if he were alone, Zhan Yi didn't believe he could still threaten Earth's civilization.

Nothing is more important than the safety of the troupe leader right now.

Earth must prepare to await the return of the troupe leader and to rescue him.

Meanwhile, all eyes on Earth are focused on Mars.

From world leaders to ordinary citizens.

Wherever there is internet access, everyone is eagerly awaiting it.

Awaiting the news that will determine the future of Earth...