The companion who had just died had somehow come back to life inexplicably hungry and ran to the dining hall to eat, which was truly bizarre.
Seeing that Norden wasn't some monster, the crew didn't bother to eat and quickly surrounded him, pressing him down onto a chair for the doctor to carefully examine him.
A minute later, Linda lifted her head, a surprised expression on her usually indifferent face. "Captain, Norden's brain is alive, and his bodily functions are also active, he's really come back to life."
"How is that possible...?" Charles, with a frown, thought for a moment and then directly lifted Norden's shirt.
Below the clearly defined pale muscles of his chest, a bloody hole pierced by a bone spur was still there, continually seeping blood.
This looked like a fatal wound, yet Norden acted as if nothing was wrong.
Charles lifted his index finger and directly poked into the blood hole, causing Norden to suddenly gasp in cold air.
