"Slacking off is a lesson in how to lie back and make money.
If you run into danger out in the field, don't think—just run.
Fighting is never your job."
"If you cut your way through the beast horde, you won't get a single extra cent in bonus. All the earnings are split evenly among everyone.
The risks are high, the rewards are low, and you might even look like you're trying to steal the spotlight, which will annoy the Guard Team."
"If you get surrounded, the martial artist squad protecting you will have to risk their lives to save you.
They might even suffer casualties and blame you for it."
"A lot of people have this problem. They want to slack off but can't bring themselves to, and they want to show off but lack the ability. In the end, they become the weak link."
"So just lie low. That's the smartest choice. Always be clear about your position and what your job is."
Xu Feng hid in the woods, keeping an eye on his surroundings as he recalled Old Zhou's exact words.
Before long, the Combat Watch on his wrist rang.
"Hello? Captain Li? The fight's over? Wow, you guys are amazing!"
Xu Feng said, looking "full of admiration."
As he spoke, Old Zhou's words rang in his ears again.
Slacking off was easy. Being the kind of slacker nobody hated was not.
A lot of people were biased against slackers.
That was why providing emotional support was so important.
It helped keep the team united and earned you better protection.
A seasoned slacker could not only get his big brother to take him along to make money.
He could also make that big brother feel guilty if he didn't.
When he returned to the antenna, Xu Feng