This was bad. Really bad.
Mo Mingsheng saw nothing but darkness ahead.
Worse still—
"Hey, brother, let me tell you. In a month, we'll be settling things with the White Tiger Gang once and for all."
Mo Mingsheng's mouth twitched. But seeing the other man swaying his head about, practically begging to be asked, he still played along. "Brother, you're so well-informed. Enlighten your little brother—why is that?"
The man beside him smiled in satisfaction. He had lost a leg, but his skill at bragging remained as sharp as ever.
"What reason could there be? Our gang leader will be coming out of seclusion soon. Once he does, the newly discovered medicinal fields over there will all belong to our gang..."
After all that fighting and scrambling, it was all for that patch of medicinal fields.
Even though he had never seen what those fields looked like.
Still, even with his brain, he knew that anything worth two major gangs fighting to the death over had to be some heaven-shaking treasure.
Mo Mingsheng looked elsewhere. "Martial arts."
That was what he had thought of.
Without martial arts, he was fish on the chopping block, left only to await death.
Games had ways to clear them. This trial world surely had a path to survival as well.
It could not be that this Immortal Sect had recruited them just to trick them into dying here.
Once he had a goal, Mo Mingsheng quickly pulled himself together.
He covertly glanced at some of the people nearby.
The memories attached to this identity contained nothing beyond this one layer of identity.
Fortunately.
During this stretch of time, everything had remained calm.
This Everspring Medical Hall was one of the Azure Snake Gang's medical halls.
Most of their manpower was gathered here.
If anything