Within a completely silent Sealed Space, Lin An stood motionless. The soul-stirring, high-level light of the reward looked like poison in his eyes.
The mission had begun with an unimaginable level of difficulty and ended with the most absurd conclusion.
Lin An could imagine how generous the Perfect Reward from the Stellar Battlefield must be.
But at this moment, he was actually a little afraid.
He was afraid that after truly ending this mission and taking the reward, what awaited him would be a new Dead End, a sudden change as violent as raging winds and torrential rain.
It had to be said that the words spoken by the Constellation Inspector before his death had made Lin An associate them with far too many things...
Perhaps after coming this far, judging a "person" as good or bad was still far too childish.
But Lin An was simply too tired.
Before reaching the Fourth Order, he had Zhang Tie, Chu An, and Mo Ling fighting alongside him.
Although he had been weak back then and every mission had been a brush with death, he had at least known that he was not fighting alone. He had a group of trustworthy companions supporting him from behind.
But now.
If everything had been within Number 77's calculations, then the meaning behind it was self-evident.
Before Lin An could think it through, even as he hoped the situation would not develop as he suspected, the next second arrived.
It seemed that Number 77 had seen through his hesitation.
The calm and amiable expression in Number 77's crimson eye instantly changed, turning cold as he looked at Lin An.
"Pick it up."
"Lin An!"
A roar filled with an unquestionable command exploded across the entire space!
As the words fell, Lin An's heart suddenly sank.