Responsibility?

Fortress 87,

on the inner planet, ten-thousand-meter rifts stood across the surface, with thousands of figures roaming among the numerous rifts, coming and going.

Among them, nearly half were alien beings of various appearances and heights.

At that moment, two figures walked out from one of the rifts, one after the other.

The former stood over five meters tall with a full head of flying red hair, and he was none other than Ya Lie.

Ye Yukong followed behind, rubbing an iron ball in his palm and strolling leisurely.

"Junior Brother Ye, aren't you in a hurry?"

Ya Lie asked with an impatient and troubled expression,

"We go into a rift once every two days, and split evenly we barely get three thousand war merits. When are we ever going to manage enough like this?"

"If Big Brother Ya is in a hurry, you can take all the war merits first."

Ye Yukong smiled faintly, seeming not to care much.

"Junior Brother Ye, you're going too far!"

Ya Lie's eyes widened as he shouted angrily,

"My word has always been my bond, Ya Lie. Since we agreed to a split, it's a split. When have I ever gone back on my word?"

"For you to say that clearly shows you're looking down on me, Ya Lie!"

"Sorry for the trouble, Big Brother Ya."

Ye Yukong offered an apologetic smile, sweeping his gaze around as he hinted meaningfully,

"I wonder why Big Brother Ya came to Fortress 87?"

"There's nothing shameful about it, it's mainly for two reasons.

First, I have an old acquaintance currently serving right here in Fortress 87, and it was through him that I learned about the tricks behind this War Merit Board."

"As for the second..."

Ya Lie followed Ye Yukong's gaze, and one alien after