The Age of Machines

"Your arms are injured, and although the powder is applied, it will take at least a day for it to recover." Xu Wen handed him a bowl of broth.

Although the drugs in the current world were much more advanced than in the former world, it wasn't so easy for an injury like Lin Xiu's to recover.

"Thank you." Lin Xiu took the bowl of broth cooked with evolved beast's flesh and couldn't help but to gnaw on the meat and swallow the broth in one gulp.

The sweet soup and tender meat made Lin Xiu lick his lips, looking as if he wanted more.

A while later, after everyone rested, they decided to go on a 'clean-up' mission again.

"Your injury…" Li Yi said worriedly as he looked at Lin Xiu picking up his Silver Immortal Soul spear again.

"It won't get in the way." Lin Xiu shook his head. His wound had almost healed, and as long as he didn't do any vigorous exercise, the wound would not break open.

And he didn't want to be a burden to the team.