"Yo, Fatty, you're here."
"Vice President Yuan Li, Doctor Yu." Black Python was the first to greet them.
The petite woman was with Doctor Yu. On the way, they happened to run into Fatty Xiang and Black Python, so they exchanged greetings.
Ever since breaking through to Tier Two, Fatty Xiang's body had swollen once again. He had already been a three-meter-tall, two-and-a-half-meter-wide fatty, but now his belly alone was almost enough to block the entire passageway.
The petite woman unhappily hammered his belly, nearly sinking into it completely.
"Oh, Sis Li." Fatty Xiang seemed to come back to himself and gave a muffled greeting.
"Pull yourself together, kid! How can there be no deaths in war? If all they wanted was to stay safe, they should have stayed on Planet Cracked Rift back then. Do you want to watch them grow old and die, suffer from illness, and live just like the old Hunters from back then?"
Fatty Xiang opened his mouth, then muttered something sullenly.
He knew very well that the old Hunter brothers who had died in battle were all second-generation Hunters. The earliest ones to fight in the Iron Sand Desert while wielding radiation-beast weapons were the first-generation Hunters.
The first-generation Hunters had not ended up well. Who would have thought the second-generation Hunters would suffer the same fate? Was this destiny?
Seeing that she could not talk him around, the petite woman could only sigh inwardly and fall silent.
Seeing this, Black Python wanted to change the subject. He turned to look at Doctor Yu and found that she was also wearing a sour expression. He could not help feeling puzzled. Ever since leaving the planet, this female doctor had completely let herself go. She studied whatever bizarre thing she wanted, spending every day in