"Team Leader Lin!? You're leaving again!?"
After watching Lin An finish interrogating Giant Tree, they saw him studying the instance distribution map supplied by the so-called Myriad Gods Race.
Everyone beside him, whether Zhang Tie or Gao Tian, looked anxious.
None of them were fools.
Even from what Giant Tree and those monsters earlier had said, they could vaguely tell that these refugees posed an enormous threat to humanity and had to be eliminated.
But after one major battle, Lin An was immediately launching into another.
Worse, he was heading deep into the enemy's lair to fight the Myriad Gods, who seemed unimaginably "powerful" to them.
They had no doubts about Lin An's strength.
But...
Wasn't this...
"Lin An!"
"Stay."
A voice rang out, dissatisfied, resentful, and filled with an intensely complicated mix of emotions.
Unlike the others, who had grown somewhat afraid of Lin An and dared not say much, only Little Mo Ling and Zhang Tie dared speak up.
Mo Ling, already deathly pale, walked over to Lin An as though she were terribly weak.
Biting her lower lip, she grabbed Lin An's hand and raised her head, staring stubbornly at him.
"Don't leave again..."
"There aren't that many enemies. There aren't that many things you have to do!"
"Stay! Rest!"
"We can help you too! We can go together when the time comes!"
It was hard to describe just how distressed Little Mo Ling felt.
To the members of Dragon Security, and even those from Soviet Russia, Ron, and the others, Lin An's strength left them incapable of even feeling jealous. All they felt was awe and longing.
Such overwhelming strength, such power to crush everything, was simply too alluring. They yearned to possess it themselves.
But only his squad members knew what lay behind Lin An's