The Starfield Farming Sovereign (Elizabeth Schofield) novel Chapter 377

Chapter 377 A Breaking Point

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tch slid open. Dominic and Emmett worked together to lift him-still thrashing unconsciously- fully placed him inside the medical pod.

r teammate quickl zation” program

soft green glow

Specialized

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into

ettings, activating the “deep sedation and mental power

nd a faint hum filled the chamber.

ng waves began to act on his violently unstable mental power.

kened, and his bloodshot eyes slowly closed. His rapid breathing also eased er. At last, he fell into a forced, guided deep sleep.

medical pod remained in the tunnel, along with the heavy breathing of the

weat from his forehead and loo We misread that.”

off, catching his breath. His nmistakable even under la omething dimmer.

e with the First Mi

ominic nodded

who was equally drenched, still

Iver-gray combat suits of the three men. ng flickered in his eyes. Envy, nostalgia,

srough, worn down by years in the mines.

Worn m

face, the man’s decisiveness under pressure, the the sharpness still lingering in his eyes were obvious.

n Military. I was in the Recon unit. My name’s Emmett rs ago.” He said it simply.

moment.

t Military and the Fifth Military’s leadership was practically an open secret

at the lower ranks, rivalry wasn’t uncommon.

et like this, not here, and definitely not like this.

posing not to pursue y furrowed. “Norm

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ned his gaze to Norman inside the

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rachation, heavy mental contamination, and a brutal workload. Not to mention, the psychological prewure Norman’s been here for over two years. To earn more, he takes the most dangerous jobs and the longest shifts, as if he were trying to kill himself slowly. He was already damaged to begin with, so staying here just speeds it up. Honestly, even a healthy person would crack after long enough.”

He paused, his voice dropping lower. “Truth is, he’s been off for a while. His eyes would go blank, and his reactions would slow. The headaches got worse and more frequent. I told him to quit more than once and to go home. Money’s not worth it. But he just shook his head and said he’d hang on a little longer, just until he saved enough for his daughter’s surgery… Just now, I was telling him again. He said he could still hold on. Then before he could finish his sentence…”

Dominic listened, his heart sinking into something cold and heavy.

For his daughter, Norman had been feeding his life, piece by piece, into this devouring mine.

At that moment, a faint groan came from inside the pod. Norman’s eyelids twitched. Slowly, he opened his eyes.

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