"Who cares about Ruan right now! Run!"
The corners of Xue Tingtao's eyes were nearly tearing. He had been the first to wake up, and he was also the most sensitive to danger.
From the moment he woke, he had felt an intensely dangerous presence permeating the entire building. That sense of terror far exceeded anything he had experienced in any previous mission.
He felt as though the whole building had become an enormous supernatural cage. The terrifying things inside were waking one after another, all ready to tear the survivors apart.
Things were different now.
The pyrrhic victory in the Tenth Supervision Event had almost drained every branch of its strength, while the unpredictable twists of the First Manager Mission had left the managers' stocks of sin objects nearly empty.
Leaving everyone else aside, even Xue Tingtao, whose number of sin objects was second only to Hou Guisheng's, now had no more than four he could use.
But numbers were no longer what mattered most. The cost of using them mattered more, and it was already beyond what he could bear.
If even Xue Tingtao was in this state, what hope did the others have?
At a time like this, staying with the main group might at least give them a chance to hold out. Once Ji Li and Li Yi returned, there might still be room to turn things around.
"No..."
Wei Guang's expression was also grim and conflicted. Even his normally resolute face now betrayed traces of fear and hesitation.
But reason told him that only seven or eight of them remained. If Ruan Xiao'ao or Chen Binbin died too, who would undertake the Manager Mission still to come?
His gaze shifted repeatedly, his hands clenching into fists again and again. He silently turned his eyes back