The Farming Saint in the Starry Wasteland (Elizabeth Schofield) novel Chapter 205

Chapter 205 A Desperate Gamble

“Nathan, what happened? What the hell happened?” Fenix asked, his heart dropping.

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The soldier called Nathan Cole let out a heavy sigh. His fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white. “The Swarmborn. Dam those things. They… they evolved a new attack pattern. A shockwave aimed directly at mental power. We were completely unprepared. The first time we ran into it, we got hit hard. The casualties… were brutal.”

Fenix’s heart seized.

Mental power attacks. Those were far more troublesome, and far more terrifying, than physical injuries.

He immediately rushed toward the medical wing, and the sight that met his eyes left even a battle–hardened soldier like him struggling to breathe. His comrades lay in their hospital beds, faces he knew well. Many of them didn’t look badly hurt on the outside.

But their faces were pale, veins bulging at their temples, bodies twitching uncontrollably from the agony tearing through their minds. Their eyes were full of pain, confusion, and even a trace of despair for what came next.

The Kingdom’s laws were ruthless. Soldiers left crippled by injury, especially those whose mental power cores collapsed and could

no longer fulfill their duty of defending the kingdom, usually ended up with only one fate–exile.

Even though First Military, under Trevor’s command, did everything it could to secure the best possible terms for wounded veterans like them, such as placing them on relatively safer exile planets with tolerable environments and arranging regular deliveries of basic supplies, that still didn’t change what exile really meant.

It meant being torn from home, cut off from society, and left to spend the rest of your life on a barren frontier planet with scarce resources and unknown dangers.

“Melton! Daniel!” Fenix hurried to two neighboring beds, his voice trembling.

The two lying there were core members of his squad, brothers who’d gone through life and death with him

Melton, the scout who was usually quick on his feet and always smiling, now had his eyes squeezed shut and his jaw clenched tight, cold sweat soaking his hair.

The display on his mental power damage monitor showed a horrifying number–79. Just one step below the official threshold of 80, the point where mental power collapse was considered irreversible.

Daniel, lying in the next bed over, was built like a tank and served as the squad’s heavy firepower, but now he looked like a wounded beast. Every rough breath he drew was laced with pain, and his damage level had already hit 689

When he saw Fenix, Melton painfully managed a smile that looked worse than crying. His voice was weak. “Fenis is back, tuo bad… looks like I probably won’t be going on missions with you anymore.”

He tried to sound casual, but the tremor at the end of his voice gave away the fear underneath.

Daniel was even more direct. “Fuck. I’d rather have one arm bitten off by those bugs than go through this, feels bae my skull’s fou

of needles”

He tried to act like he didn’t care, but the hand clutching the bedsheet, knuckles pate with sham, betrayed tut

The other soldiers gathered nearby, the ones with lighter injuries or mostly physical wounds, stood ground in gun sence. No came

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Chapter 205 A Desperate Gamble

spoke But the pain of watching brothers in arms slide inch by inch toward the abyss, while being powerless to stop it, as we clearly arrows every face there

Feno stared at the garing 79% on Melton’s monitor He looked at his comrades enduring unbearable pain while pretending to stay strong, and it felt like an invisible hand had wrapped around his heart and was squeezing the air out of him. Despair surged over

Then suddenly, a spark flashed through his mind like lightning, cutting through darkness

Those sweet potatoes, potatoes, and strawberries sold by Elizabeth. No, by Mrs. Hewitt

During his recovery on Centria Planet, it was after he started eating them regularly that the stalled recovery of his mental power damage had finally begun to improve again, in just a few days, his damage level had dropped by nearly 5%.

If they worked for him, then would they work for Melton? For Daniel? For the rest of the brothers who’d suffered mental power

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