"Mo Ling."
"Lin An..? What is it?"
Inside Necro Space, Mo Ling looked at the message Lin An had taken the initiative to send with some surprise.
Lin An rarely contacted them of his own accord. Having spent so much time with him, Mo Ling immediately sensed that something was off about his tone.
Like Mo Ling, Lin An could also hear the fatigue in her voice through the communication channel.
Clearly, things were not going well on Mo Ling's end, far from as easy as she had made them sound before.
But...
"Nothing. Have you shaken off those teams yet?"
Lin An asked softly. He planned to hear about Mo Ling's situation first.
After repeatedly thinking it over, he helplessly realized that there was only one usable option at present: have Mo Ling and the others find someone. He had noticed that several of the participating teams seemed to have familiar names.
As long as they contacted those people, they would naturally have a way to help him from outside the arena.
Of course, there was another option. It was just that the second option carried far too great a risk.
"Shake them off.."
"Mm, almost. We're doing pretty well. You know my ability is special. Even Space Lockdown can't stop me."
"Besides, we're not far from Eternity Peak. Once we get there, these people won't dare continue chasing us."
Putting on a deliberately relaxed tone, Mo Ling's voice softened, an unusual occurrence, as she indicated that Lin An did not need to worry.
With her intelligence, she had naturally guessed that Lin An had probably run into some trouble. Therefore, she was no longer sulking at him as she had before.
After a brief pause, Mo Ling asked softly in return,
"Lin An, is there something you need