Qi Wu's gaze sharpened.
The Mandala Society?
Was that cult stirring up trouble again?
The white-haired old man took a deep breath and continued.
"The attack happened an hour ago."
"The Mandala Society deployed at least three fighters at the Awakener level."
"The troops stationed at the Kunlun base... suffered heavy losses."
He paused, his voice heavy.
"Of the three hundred and twenty Psychics stationed there, one hundred and eighty-seven were killed in action."
"The survivors have withdrawn to Western Desert City, fifty kilometers away."
"They're resting and regrouping."
Silence filled the Operations Hall.
Everyone looked grim.
One hundred and eighty-seven people.
Those had been living, breathing people.
Soldiers who had defended Kunlun.
And just like that, they were dead.
Qi Wu narrowed his eyes.
"The Mandala Society... what are they looking for?"
The white-haired old man shook his head.
"We don't know yet."
"But according to the survivors, they didn't cause widespread destruction after entering the base."
"Instead, they went straight to the archives and seized a batch of archaeological records concerning the Kunlun Divine Ruins."
Something stirred in Qi Wu's mind.
The Kunlun Divine Ruins.
That was his destination on this trip.
And the site of his next template check-in.
Was the Mandala Society looking for it too?
What were they planning?
The white-haired old man looked at Qi Wu.
"Qi Wu, this mission..."
Qi Wu waved a hand.
"No need to say anything else."
He turned toward the three girls of the Salvation Squad.
"Time to get to work."
Lilith froze for a moment.
"Now?"
Qi Wu nodded.
"Now."
"Every extra second those Mandala Society scumbags live is a waste of air."
Gale tightened her grip on her weapon.
"Understood."
Jiang Qingyue's voice was firm.
"We can leave whenever you're ready."
Qi Wu looked at the white-haired