"Ah..."
"A ghost! There's a ghost!"
"Are we actually already dead?"
After a brief moment of silence, looks of terror appeared on everyone's faces. Filled with despair, they turned deathly pale.
A person had suddenly appeared right in front of them without any warning.
They simply couldn't think of any other explanation for such an occurrence, aside from tales of ghosts and gods.
"Stop yelling."
Qin Ning swept his gaze over them and said, "I am here to save you."
"Save us?"
Hearing this, the crowd couldn't help but look at each other in dismay.
The foreman gathered his courage and walked up to Qin Ning. He reached out and touched his body. Feeling a solid, physical form that still carried body heat, he confirmed the person was alive and finally let out a sigh of relief.
At the same time, he asked with a look of astonishment, "Young comrade, just now... how did you get in here?"
Qin Ning didn't waste any time and said directly, "Enough chatter. Come here, all of you. Tear off a strip of cloth from your clothes and blindfold yourselves. I will take you out now. There are still people waiting to be rescued in other areas."
"Uh... oh... alright!"
After snapping back to reality, the crowd gathered towards him. Too lazy to tear their clothes, they simply took off their shirts and wrapped them tightly around their eyes.
Although they still had many questions in their hearts, they knew this was not the time to ask.
Swish.
Qin Ning gently waved his hand, and immediately, a mysterious force descended upon them.
The crowd only felt a sense of weightlessness wash over their entire bodies.
And this feeling lasted for only about a second.
Immediately after, they felt a change in their surroundings. In their ears, they heard sounds of surprise and cheering.
Elder Wu came forward to greet them immediately.
Qin Ning didn't speak. Instead, he leaped up and disappeared from his spot once again.
After repeating this a few times, all seventy-eight people trapped in the mine below were rescued by him. Start to finish, it took less than a minute.
All around them, the rescue workers who had originally rushed over were stunned, looking in disbelief at the scene unfolding before them.
Such an event had clearly exceeded their understanding of the mortal world.
"Director Han, there is a worker here with very severe injuries who needs to be sent to the hospital for surgery immediately. But given our current location..."
A medical staff member rushed over hurriedly.
Hearing this, Han Mingjie quickly followed and arrived in front of a stretcher.
When the collapse occurred earlier, both of this worker's legs were crushed. His face was twisted in pain, yet he had held on until now through sheer willpower.
"Quick, find a way to ease his pain first. I'll call and arrange for a helicopter immediately!" Han Mingjie said as he pulled out his phone.
"There's no need."
Right at that moment, Qin Ning and Elder Wu walked over.
Han Mingjie was startled by these words and looked at Elder Wu.
Could this young comrade have a solution?
Of course!
Given the unfathomable, god-like methods he just displayed, he absolutely had a way to save this worker.
Thinking this, he hurriedly stepped aside to make room. "Sorry to trouble you, young comrade."
Qin Ning didn't say a word. He walked up to the stretcher and looked at the worker lying there. The man's face was already as pale as paper, and he seemed to be gradually losing consciousness.
Buzz!
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Qin Ning waved his hand. A burst of golden light appeared, sprinkling down like sweet rain onto the worker on the stretcher.
Following that, just a few seconds later, the pained expression on his face gradually eased, and he finally opened his eyes.
"Old Zhang, how are you feeling?" The other workers gathered around with worried faces and asked.
"I... I feel better?"
Old Zhang looked a bit dazed. The previous pain had completely disappeared, replaced by an unprecedented sense of comfort.
As he spoke, he actually stepped right off the stretcher and paced back and forth on the ground a few times.
Seeing this scene, the surrounding crowd all gasped, their faces filled with dumbfounded expressions.
"Let's go."
Qin Ning paid no attention to the crowd's reaction and glanced at Elder Wu beside him.
"Alright."
Elder Wu nodded, then spoke to Han Mingjie, "Remember, no one is to casually disclose what they saw today. Otherwise, you know the consequences."
"Understood!"
Han Mingjie said solemnly.
Swish.
The next moment, Qin Ning and Elder Wu simply vanished from their spots.
When they reappeared, the two had already returned to the base from earlier.
"Young Master Qin, these are all the ones mined during this period."
Elder Wu brought him to a warehouse somewhere in the base. Inside, it was filled with countless ores of various sizes, piled up into small mountains.
Buzz!
Qin Ning waved his hand, and all the stones were collected by him. Then, after being refined, they were all transformed into spirit stones that could be used directly.
He took out some, divided them into two portions, and handed them to Elder Wu. "You take this portion. Send the other portion to Lin Tiannan and tell him that Lin Yuting is getting quite used to staying on Earth, so he doesn't need to worry."
"If he really misses her or can't stop worrying about his granddaughter, he can just go over and visit her himself. Anyway, with the portal, traveling back and forth isn't a hassle."
"Understood, Young Master Qin."
Elder Wu took the spirit stones and replied cheerfully.
After chatting with him for a few more sentences, Qin Ning didn't linger. His body flashed, and he disappeared from his spot.
About half a minute later.
Earth, above the cultivation base, Qin Ning appeared.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Fierce winds blew, and the roar of engines reached his ears.
He paused in surprise. Looking out, he realized that not far away, an aircraft was slowly ascending into the sky.
No.
That wasn't an airplane.
It was...
An aerospace mothership!
Qin Ning was a bit surprised. When he was a student, he had seen this kind of thing in movies.
He never expected that one day, it would actually appear in the real world.
It seemed that Wei Star's technology was truly advanced. Moreover, he had brought back a group of researchers from there last time. Hua Xia's rapid development couldn't be separated from Wei Star's help.
However, manufacturing this aerospace mothership shouldn't have been possible this quickly. The various components and materials required a complete supply chain.
If his guess was correct, most of the materials for this mothership had been sent directly from Wei Star and then assembled here.
Swish!
Thinking this, Qin Ning leaped and arrived within the base.
Elder Zeng and Elder Liu were also here at this moment. Standing in the plaza, they were looking up, completely absorbed in watching the aerospace mothership slowly depart and eventually disappear into the distant horizon. Their eyes were filled with excitement and pride.
"Elder Zeng, Elder Liu."
Because they were too focused, they hadn't even noticed when Qin Ning arrived. It wasn't until Qin Ning spoke up to greet them that they snapped back to reality.
"Haha, my apologies, I didn't even notice you were back. Has the matter on Elder Wu's end been resolved?" Elder Zeng asked with a smile.
Qin Ning nodded. "That aerospace carrier just now..."
Elder Zeng replied, "It was just assembled yesterday. We're testing its performance and taking the opportunity to let it go for a spin over the South China Sea. Country M has been acting quite arrogantly lately, so this time we'll let them know that times have changed."

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