Ma Han was stunned. It took him a while to come back to his senses, his eyes filled with terror!
He felt as though he understood what Smir was plotting.
That despicable bastard seemed to want Xu Xiao to use her authority to save these Palu who had been dead for a long time!
But what would be the point of that?
To drain Xu Xiao?
Did he intend to strike once she had resurrected all the Palu, when her stamina was depleted and her strength weakened?
That was probably exactly it!
The Slave Group had no way to stand against the Tide of the Palu's self-liberation ideologically, nor could they defeat Xu Xiao through force.
So they could only resort to such vile tactics, using a large number of Palu to wear down Xu Xiao's strength!
Despicable!
Despicable beyond measure!
"Class Monitor, you can't rev..." Ma Han instinctively wanted to stop her.
But his words came to an abrupt halt halfway through.
Because he knew the woman before him too well.
Trying to persuade her would be useless.
Not only because they had spent the past three years as classmates, but also because of the time they had fought side by side after the apocalypse began.
Driven by the noble ideal of never allowing anyone to suffer hardship or harm, as long as there was a chance, Xu Xiao would carry it out without hesitation!
Even if the price afterward was her own life.
Otherwise, the nickname "Saintess" would not have remained stuck in front of Xu Xiao's name as if welded there!
But if he did not try to stop her, he could not simply watch Xu Xiao walk closer and closer into the trap.
What was he supposed to do?
As Ma Han wrestled with himself, the