A Small Obstacle

The journey home was like life on a Big Ship cruise. After the initial excitement faded, they had to find something to do.

Lu PingAn quickly realized that this return journey was nothing like the one from the Silent Mountain Range.

Last time, most teams had kept busy with their own affairs. Even when they had free time, they only spoke with their own people, and any occasional outings had been limited to trading.

This time, however, there was little distance between teams or individuals, and the veterans were far friendlier.

"Having endured artillery fire together, having shouldered rifles together."

That was the logic. If they had shared a trench, the rookies might have seen the veterans rolling around on the ground to survive. There was no need to put on airs.

They were all comrades, and they were all bored out of their minds, so naturally they began chatting and exchanging ideas.

For veterans, this was an opportunity to exchange experience. For rookies and low-level Professionals, it was a rare gathering for learning.

They had the chance to watch duels between law-wielding powerhouses that were once difficult to witness, along with battle reviews and analyses, gaining an understanding of the world and combat philosophies of High-Level Professionals.

Through the veterans' discussions and conversations, they could also gain a great deal of professional knowledge and combat experience.

A battlefield was probably the most suitable place for warriors to "socialize."

In a sense, Four Cities' official goal of having the semi-official forces of each city cooperate and unite had been achieved. Though the cost had clearly exceeded expectations.

Of course, it was also because most of them had official backgrounds that such exchanges were possible. At the very least, they knew that the people they were befriending would not become their