Chu Xuan's guess had been correct. Even though he had brutally plucked six "Saint Positions" from "World Three" and used the latest plan to force several top individuals to improve by pulling up seedlings to help them grow, the Middle Continent Team had still inevitably become marginal figures of little consequence in "World Four: The Mummy Era."
People had their limits.
"World Three: Curse Grudge Revival" had been the peak moment of executing extreme maneuvers with an ordinary person's stats. The major scenes that followed, with increasingly excessive difficulty, did not belong to groups that couldn't keep up with the speed of iteration.
If one excluded the dramatic individual heroism of the "script" and tore away the veil that deceived human intelligence, the cold and cruel reality would be laid bare in all its brutality.
"We... we survived, at least, didn't we?"
Even the most optimistic Zheng Zha had no intention of pursuing why Chu Xuan had killed Li Shuaixi.
Zheng Zha could only use the tiny phrase survive to rouse the survivors' morale.
No one was an idiot.
If "World Four" was already this difficult, what would "World Five" be like? By then, would they even be unable to achieve the tiny hope of surviving?
"Quit worrying about things that aren't your concern. If the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up. It's not your turn to bear it yet."
Meng Yi cut off the Middle Continent Team's despairing atmosphere, where they could see no path forward.
"You can exchange this round's rewards yourselves. You don't need to follow my ideas anymore. Leave what comes after to me."
Excluding Meng Yi's 5,100—1,000 guaranteed, 2,000 × 2 from the team battle, and 100 for commentary—the Middle Continent Team had 2B + 10C + 79,000 reward points left. No