(The bug caused by the cockpit position in Chapter 1045 has been fixed.)
To ordinary people in this world, the participant who walked up to Xiao Ran probably looked like nothing more than a sturdy, ordinary man of twenty-seven or twenty-eight, with a crew cut of gray hair. But participants could see far more than that.
Age meant nothing among participants. What truly mattered was Pilot Level and the number of missions one had experienced. At least in Xiao Ran's eyes, this participant did not possess the powerful presence of someone who had gone through many missions. Aside from being somewhat lively, his eyes also had subtle differences from those of a real human upon closer inspection. More importantly, he lacked the confidence exuded by truly high-level participants.
When the man spoke, Xiao Ran also noticed two small pointed fangs among his teeth—another difference from humans that would go unnoticed without close inspection.
The man immediately said, "These two women are our mission targets. Since you care so much about them, they must be your mission targets as well. We have paid a great deal for this mission. If it fails and we lose our machines, it will be difficult for us to survive the next mission. So if you want them, you must offer a sufficient price in exchange."
"Otherwise, we have no strength and no way to survive the next mission. We would rather die together with you here while holding the people you care about hostage."
"So... this is your conclusion?" Xiao Ran's expression was utterly cold. Other than making the participant feel a chill, it revealed none of Xiao Ran's thoughts.
As soon as Xiao Ran spoke in that icy tone, cold sweat appeared on the participant's forehead. He stubbornly looked at Xiao Ran and nodded