Zhen Jin swept his gaze around and immediately understood that everyone's hearts were in turmoil. The Young Knight knew perfectly well what they were thinking.
As the leader, he could set aside his own injuries for now. The whole team had to come first.
Zhen Jin knew that in such a desperate situation, watching oneself slide step by step toward death with no way to stop it would make most people break down, go mad, even become deranged.
So he gave a soft laugh and reassured them, "Everyone, you should consider yourselves fortunate. This Golden Spear Scorpion Swarm sees us as a beast herd, and its scorpion leader is engaged in a king-against-king duel with me. Unless victory or defeat is decided, the swarm will not launch a full-scale attack."
"That's right, we're still alive thanks to Sir Zhen Jin!"
"But even so..."
"Sooner or later, we'll still..."
The Exploration Team members echoed him, but their words came out hesitant and halting.
Zhen Jin continued, "As long as we are alive, there is much hope. For instance, we might encounter other people, receive aid, and be saved. Or perhaps another sandstorm will come and throw everything into chaos. Or perhaps the teleportation will activate again, and we will leave this place directly."
Everyone exchanged glances. Was Sir Zhen Jin being too optimistic?
Then they spoke up.
"Sir Zhen Jin, we have gone through teleportation twice and calculated the interval—it was around half a month. We were only teleported here a few days ago. Being teleported again now is basically impossible."
"If a terrifying windstorm like that rises again, we will be in grave danger."
"We are trapped in the desert and have no idea how vast it is or where exactly we are. Who could come save us? That possibility