Sharing the Burden!

Meanwhile, at the frontier fortress.

Inside the dark conference room, absolute silence reigned, so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.

Pair after pair of eyes widened, staring fixedly at the screen before them, locked onto the two kill notifications granting one million combat merits each.

"Holy shit!"

Xi Na let out a startled cry, breaking the stillness as she babbled:

"Are you martial artists this overclocked?"

"Back when I was at tier six, I ripped out my reconnaissance module and acceleration components, even wiring my communication circuits directly to my weapon module just for overclocked output, and I still couldn't kill a single tier seven."

"In the end, I had to abandon all offensive modules and overclock my acceleration to the max just to barely manage to run for my life..."

Xi Na rambled on, the more she spoke, the more envious she became.

All around, the surrounding tier-seven commanders listened with a head full of black lines.

"Ahem, calm down!"

Ren Han let out a dry cough and said helplessly:

"Slaying a tier seven while being of lower rank isn't something just anyone can pull off. Li Qingshan can only be considered an exception."

As soon as these words dropped, the colleagues present nodded in agreement.

At least when they were still at tier six, facing a tier seven made even escaping with their lives difficult.

At the head of the table, Suo Hanchuan tapped his fingers while keeping his gaze locked on the screen, falling into deep thought.

"A one-hundred-and-eight-zhang dharma form—with Li Qingshan's strength, even if he couldn't save Kong Yang and the others, returning safely should have been no problem. I just wonder how long it would take him to resolve the battle. If it drags on..."

Before he could finish speaking, the screen