"No need." Cat's Eye answered simply and decisively, to the point that some people began to wonder whether her relationship with Raven was less simple than it seemed.
But considering how she had been saddled with a heap of inexplicable research tasks and could not spare herself around the sinkhole, a little emotion was only natural.
Someone else was more blunt. "Captain, you're lying. At least several platforms are still crying out to be fed."
Fris ignored that completely and continued, "Oh, right. Major Yuan Wuwei hopes to meet with student Raven. A remote call would work too. If you have the leisure, you can help fulfill his wish."
"Heh heh."
Someone left that comment, but reality ultimately struck cold and hard, and the team channel was no longer as smooth and natural as before.
After quite a while, someone finally reported the latest news. "Justice Cult's chief priest, Li Taisheng, has been spotted. Quite a few people have wandered off from the group, huh."
"Even if he dies, no one would... Mm, keep an eye on him." Fris had no good impression of Li Taisheng either. In fact, he disliked anyone who disrupted the habitual operational patterns of the Combat Team under his command.
Lang Zhihe and Meng Tu were included in that category. Professional ethics merely kept him from going too far.
At this point, through the information gathered by his team members, Fris roughly grasped the locations of several key figures in and around the Poison Swamp Zone. To his surprise, Li Taisheng was not far from him.
In the very moment that thought crossed his mind, the off-road vehicle carrying that man drove past the edge of his vision. The splashed mud mixed with the swamp creatures lurking and roaming nearby. It looked peaceful and ordinary,