75: Chapter 75 The Use of Healing Abilities

The pale green Healing Ability light mist fell upon the android's wound, and the biochemical fiber skin, which had been slowly self-repairing, began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye!

The torn wound closed rapidly, and the scorched marks faded away, revealing brand-new android skin underneath. In just a few breaths, the android's minor injury was completely healed, without leaving a single trace.

Xue Rong was stunned herself; she subconsciously released more of her Healing Ability from her palm, causing the range of the light mist to expand, enveloping all the injured androids.

Mo Yufei also noticed the anomaly and walked quickly to the android that was most severely injured; it was a Dashing-model android.

Its underlying logic was set to be bold and valiant. During battle, it always charged at the very front of the team, responsible for breaking through defenses, and finally took the initiative to cover the retreat, blocking the vast majority of ability attacks. Its wounds were so deep that its alloy skeleton was visible, making it the most severely injured among all the androids.

In stark contrast to this stood the Collector's Edition android on the outermost side. It was built with top-tier nano-alloys and high-grade biochemical materials, and its defensive capabilities far exceeded other models.

During the battle, it only suffered some minor abrasions. Even without the Healing Ability, its repair speed was far superior to its companions, and the wounds on its body were already almost completely healed.

Mo Yufei was full of questions and asked the Dashing-model android.

"The Healing Ability can actually repair your wounds. What is the reason for this?"

The Dashing-model android straightened its body, its optical eyes flickered twice, and after quickly analyzing the data, it provided a precise explanation.

"According to detection, the life energy contained within the Healing Ability can activate the active factors of our biochemical fiber skin.

Our android skin is not ordinary metal or plastic, but a construction combining biological biochemical fibers with nano-mechanics. The kinetic energy within our bodies can provide basic activity for the skin, maintaining its form and repair functions.

When the energy within our bodies is exhausted, the biochemical fibers lose their activity, and moisture and energy are lost rapidly. The skin will wither and shrink, looking no different from a human mummy, and we completely lose the ability to repair ourselves.

However, the life energy of the Healing Ability can replace our own kinetic energy, directly providing activity to the biochemical fibers while accelerating the repair efficiency of the nano-mechanics. Therefore, it can achieve rapid healing, with effects far exceeding our own repair programs."

This explanation made Mo Yufei suddenly realize the truth, and his gaze towards Xue Rong was full of surprise.

He hadn't expected Xue Rong's Healing Ability to have such a wonderful use; he had originally thought the Healing Ability could only be used on humans or animals.

According to the robot's statement, could it also work on plants? Originally, those crops in the secret realm had neither pesticides nor fertilizers, so they might not necessarily grow to a normal level.

If Xue Rong's Healing Ability could be utilized, could it boost the crops to their optimal state? Then the food production wouldn't decrease, and perhaps he could even get some rare plants to take back and cultivate.

Mo Yufei confirmed the status of all the androids again. Under the support of Xue Rong's ability, in just a moment, the Dashing-model android's injuries were also healed, and the rest of the androids were completely restored to perfect condition. The ten androids had returned to their peak state.

Mo Yufei looked at the gradually darkening sky in the distance, his eyes becoming increasingly calm and profound. There was no panic from being hunted, but instead, a sense of determination to burn his bridges.

The people from the Blood Killing Hall were chasing him like madmen, merely coveting the energy crystal mine of the Fragment World and wanting to obtain clues about the core of the Fragment World from him.

Well, he wouldn't let them have their way. Didn't they want the energy crystal mine?

He would completely empty out the energy crystal mine in this area, leaving not a single grain for the Blood Killing Hall, letting those pursuers end up with nothing.

Beside him, several androids were lined up and waiting for orders, with two tall and sturdy Commander Robots with heavy armor standing in the front row.

Benboba flapped its translucent wings and landed on his shoulder, kicking its short little legs. Its round eyes rolled around, and one look told him it was about to start chattering again.

Mo Yufei slowly withdrew his gaze from the horizon and led the group of robots quickly toward the site of the attack. In just a moment, they stepped into this scene of devastation.

The sight before him was shocking. The bodies of the Federal Agents were scattered everywhere; some were lying in piles of rubble, others were leaning against broken tree trunks, with scorch marks from energy weapons still remaining on their bodies.

Their originally neat uniforms were stained with blood and dust. These once vibrant lives had now become cold corpses in the wilderness of The Apocalypse.

Mo Yufei felt no fear, nor did he have any excess emotional fluctuations; he just sighed softly.

"Wherever there are people, there will always be fighting. With interests at stake, there is never any true peace."

He paused, frowned, and his tone carried a bit of impatience, "But what I find most annoying is never this kind of life-and-death struggle, but rather those schemes, intrigues, and insincere social niceties."

Upon hearing this, Benboba on his shoulder nodded its little head and chirped in agreement: "Boss is right! All those twists and turns are the most troublesome. It's better to just have a straightforward fight. If you win, you take the resources; if you lose, you accept your fate. How simple!"

Mo Yufei waved his hand, no longer looking at the corpses on the ground, and gave instructions to the robots beside him in a deep voice: "All units, move out. Clean up the battlefield. Collect and classify all valuable supplies. Separate weapons, energy batteries, and protective gear. Do not miss a single usable item.

Two Commander Robots, enter the airship immediately, clear out all the remains inside, and place them with the bodies outside so that they can leave with dignity."

"Order received, executing immediately!" The two Commander Robots issued a low, orderly electronic voice simultaneously, turned, and walked toward the silver-gray medium-sized airship parked in the center of the valley.

The remaining androids and robots immediately dispersed. Some bent down to pick up the scattered energy weapons, while others checked the equipment carried by the Federal Agents, sorting the usable supplies with precise and efficient movements.

Benboba also flew down from Mo Yufei's shoulder, circling the corpses and supplies, its little mouth muttering non-stop while helping to look out for missed small items.

"Beauty! There's good stuff here, and where else? That gun is not bad!" Benboba circled the battlefield and the nearby sky, chirping and directing the androids to pick up this and that, though in reality, they didn't need any direction at all.

The two Commander Robots entered the airship; the scene inside was equally chaotic, with the remains of several Federal Agents lying next to the control console and by the seats.

Their movements were gentle yet efficient. They moved the remains out one by one, carefully placing them on the open ground of the valley, lining them up neatly. There was no rough treatment whatsoever, fully demonstrating the basic guidelines set in their programming.

Mo Yufei activated his spatial ability; spatial light patterns slowly unfolded in front of him, and a translucent spatial rift quietly opened.

The storage box for maintenance robots slowly descended. The box was entirely silver-white, with fine technological patterns engraved on its surface, looking both exquisite and sturdy.

"Come over and give me a hand." Mo Yufei called out to the busy androids and robots beside him.

Everyone immediately stopped their work and gathered around, carefully holding the sides of the box and coordinating to place it steadily on the ground. Throughout the process, there wasn't a single bump, completely devoid of the recklessness of the previous violent box-opening.