Back when the strongest anomalies were only Sequence Eight, a distance of ten kilometers would indeed have helped.
For a Sequence Eight anomaly or Sequence Adept, covering ten kilometers in a straight line took only three or four minutes. That was hardly slow, but with the Convoy's speed and A Xin's ability, it would have been enough for them to evacuate safely.
But every Sequence Level was worlds apart from the one before it, let alone an anomaly at Sequence Six.
Never mind ten kilometers-even at twenty, if it noticed them, they could forget about getting away.
Captain Hui looked at Xingzi and A Xin's determined faces, then at Fang Hong, who stood nearby gazing worriedly toward the Village. After a moment of silence, he nodded as well.
"I don't think there's any difference between staying here and being ten kilometers away."
He looked at Old Man Li, sighed, and stepped forward. "Li, a Sequence Six anomaly is already beyond anything we can imagine. Whether we stay here or go somewhere else won't make much difference."
He paused, then continued, "Besides, to be frank, An Xi, Zhu Qing, and Chu Sheng are all in there. The only ones outside who can still fight are Lu Guan and Zhuo Wu."
"Lu Guan and Zhuo Wu aren't weak, but they definitely can't compare to those three."
"And Chu Sheng's Butcher and the Netherworld Light are in there too."
"Nearly eighty percent of our Convoy's strength went inside."
"If something happens to them, we'll have far too little capacity to handle whatever comes our way afterward."
"The danger would be about the same as waiting for them here. Maybe even greater."
After that string of arguments, Old Man Li found somewhere to sit.
He said nothing. He had already abandoned the idea of