Looking at Chen Changsheng's cold expression, Meng De nodded. "Sir has made himself very clear."
"Since you heard clearly, go do your work."
"Progress has been a little slow lately. I don't want to see you."
"Yes, sir!"
Meng De cupped his hands in salute, then turned and left the tent.
By the time Meng De stepped outside, Li Changsheng and the others had been waiting for quite a while.
Interestingly enough, Meng De did not speak with them. Instead, he flew straight toward a meteorite in the distance.
Bang!
A heavy flying kick sent Long Aotian, who had been wallowing in himself, hurtling away.
Faced with the sudden attack, Long Aotian instinctively wanted to fly into a rage, but before he could make a move, Meng De's curses smashed into his face.
"You still have time to howl like you're mourning the dead? Get your ass moving!"
"If you can't complete the project, I'll bury you in the Epoch Passage and make you the Array Core!"
Seeing the endless fury in Meng De's eyes, Long Aotian froze for a moment before silently getting to his feet.
"Do you have a plan?"
"No plan!"
"From this moment on, every last one of you will charge outward."
"Once you break through the encirclement, I don't care what methods you use—you must find enough manpower to construct the Epoch Passage."
"If the mission cannot be completed, you'll definitely die before I do."
"But I can't break out."
"If you can't break out, then die where you stand!"
"Am I joking with you? What the hell does it have to do with me if you can't break out?!"
Faced with Meng De's fury, Long Aotian fell silent for once.
Seeing this, the fire in Meng De's heart burned even hotter.
"Baleful Shadow!"
"Here!"