Training Base and Nepotism

Training Base and Nepotism

Emotions could create conflict, and a loosely knit group could easily fall apart because of them. Gao Xiaoyan's intentions were plain to see, and Xu Huo didn't care. He chatted with her casually.

After brushing off some of her veiled questions about his identity and background, he used the excuse that he needed to rest to end the conversation.

Gao Xiaoyan was perceptive enough to leave with her people.

"What was that about? Was she trying to turn us against each other?" Once they were gone, Shangguan Xi finally couldn't hold back any longer.

"Not exactly. She just looks down on us, at most." Zhu Feiyun shrugged.

Besides, they weren't exactly a close-knit team to begin with. They hardly needed an outsider to drive a wedge between them.

"I'm worried they won't let us clear the dungeon easily." Kuang Wenjun frowned. "We still have some way to go before we reach W37. Who knows what might happen on the way?"

As it turned out, Kuang Wenjun had good reason to worry. After the rain stopped and they set off again, it was as if they had disturbed a nest of Aliens. They encountered more every time they went a little farther. Their losses were severe, and everyone in the group was injured to some degree, while Gao Xiaoyan and the others mostly stood by and watched, not interfering.

There was nothing to criticize about that, but their attitude still made everyone uneasy.

By the time they finally reached the vicinity of W37, the bridge was still submerged, just as Gao Xiaoyan had said, and their vehicles couldn't cross. The water wouldn't recede anytime soon, so Gao Xiaoyan took them to a larger bridge a little farther away.

The bridge seemed to be reserved for Players from