In the distorted building, the three groups of female soldiers split in three directions and rapidly searched along separate routes.
Baili Pangpang followed Molly's group. After passing through several dorm rooms in succession, he lowered his voice and asked doubtfully,
"Why are we splitting up? Aren't we hunting the Sound Hunter? We don't have many people to begin with. Isn't it a bad idea to separate everyone now?"
Molly replied irritably, "If dozens of people walk together, aren't we just making more noise? Besides, splitting up doesn't mean we're going in one by one to die. We may have figured out the pattern behind the spatial distortions, but we still don't know the Sound Hunter's exact location. As long as one group finds it, the other two can immediately move in and surround it.
"You can't even understand something this simple? What exactly do you rich young masters have in your heads?"
Baili Pangpang pondered for a moment. "You?"
"...Get lost."
Molly forcibly suppressed the urge to slap the fat guy flying. Taking a deep breath, she continued forward in silence at a rapid pace.
Suddenly, one of the girls at the front stopped. Everyone held their breath and halted, watching their surroundings warily.
"Did you hear something?" the girl asked with a frown.
"What sound?" Baili Pangpang listened carefully for a while, but still heard nothing.
"The sound of fighting." A trace of confusion appeared in Molly's eyes. "Strange. The other two groups shouldn't be fighting the Sound Hunter. Why would there be sounds of battle..."
"And it sounds like it's getting closer and closer." Azi, surrounded in the middle, gradually grew solemn. "Prepare for battle!"
Everyone took a deep breath, reducing the sounds they made to an absolute minimum while tightening their grips on their weapons. However, they