The Other Side of the Standoff

"Keep an eye on these people's mental state. The dosage of the reagents the family provided last time was a little too high. Quite a few of them are already on the verge of madness."

The robed Order members communicated through specially designed communicators. Beneath the corners of their lifted black robes, one could clearly see a large ring of stored reagents, each glimmering with strange points of light.

"It's fine. We've already made it this far. As long as we break into the outskirts, the supplies we seize will be enough to cover our expenses for the next few months."

"I have no idea what method those Starfire people used, but they can actually grow such good things in this frozen wasteland. Could the Zhucheng Clan's exotic beasts really possess some special method? I heard the other families that infiltrated the royal tribes have also been trying to tap into their potential, but the results have all been mediocre."

With the plan unable to move forward in the bitter cold, and surrounded by deformed beastmen that even reeked of a heavy stench, the Order members who considered themselves the future of the new world naturally weren't in the best of moods. In their spare time, they could only chat among themselves to pass the time.

"Be careful. This batch represents the finest experimental subjects the nearby tribes could produce after all this time. The new subjects still aren't progressing well, and those original specimens can't be wasted. If we fail to produce results this time, the family will likely come to hold us accountable—not to mention the pressure from the higher-ups in the Order."

Hearing everyone chatter on without end, looking entirely relaxed, the leader in the center rubbed his brow helplessly.

"What's there to fear? In weather like