Seeing Duanmu Yi standing there in a daze, the junior commander sneered. "At a time like this, don't think I'm joking around. If you keep spouting nonsense, don't blame me for getting rough!"
"We didn't fight, but my feeling was right!" Duanmu Yi still insisted on his view. He was extremely sensitive to life-and-death crises, and the feeling of impending death he had felt today was unforgettable. That had definitely been a powerhouse. If these people kept trying to persuade him otherwise, they would pay the price!
"Enough! At a time like this, are you trying to disrupt morale?"
"Watch it, or I'll deal with you according to military law!"
The junior commander's expression turned stern. Jokes were one thing under normal circumstances, but if anyone disrupted morale at a time like this, he would definitely execute them!
"I'm not disrupting morale!" Duanmu Yi grew anxious. Just then, another person suddenly stood up. "Enough, Duanmu Yi. Stop causing trouble!"
"Speaking of powerhouses, I did see one in the Apocalypse Store today!"
The one who stood up was Huai Xi. He looked at the junior commander. "Today, in the Apocalypse Store, I met someone who was eating!"
"Eating?" The junior commander's voice sharpened, and everyone else was equally shocked. What kind of existence could eat in the Apocalypse Store?
Among the Misaar people, being able to eat in the Apocalypse Store was treatment reserved for absolute powerhouses. It was the mark of a true expert!
"Someone was really eating? Are you sure you didn't see wrong?"
"Could the Apocalypse Store rules on Earth be different?"
"They're the same as ours. The rules are exactly the same. That person really was eating!" Huai Xi's voice also rose sharply, as if he had not been the one humiliated today.
"Great! Where is he?"