C302 Psionic Power and the Mysteries of the Crystal Nucleus!

"Great, there are still people alive." Seeing the yellow light turn green, Clay and Willett looked at each other, then stood up together and cheered.

"Good, good, good. Bless me, Buddha." At this moment, Sherell did not have the demeanor of a high monk. He knew that there were still people who had not died. He nodded repeatedly, and the wrinkles on his face spread out like chrysanthemums