Looking around, they found themselves deep in the mountains, amid lush woods; yet danger lurked everywhere, at every step.
Where should they go?
What should they do?
These were the first things everyone had to consider now!
Some comrades were already calling out, "A snake can't move without a head; there are so many of us, we can't each fight alone. Someone has to step forward and take overall command! Without unified command, we'd just be a rabble of stragglers throwing our lives away!"
More or less everyone shared that thought, yet no one stepped forward.
Because none of them was confident he could bring these brothers back alive.
None of them felt confident enough to shoulder the weight of their comrades' lives!
Of course, the main reason was still... this was an illusion Zuo Xiaoduo was experiencing. Its destined protagonist, its only protagonist, could only be the person undergoing it: Zuo Xiaoduo!
"Zuo Xiaoduo!"
Someone called out, "You were a class monitor at a High Martial school, so you have at least some leadership ability. You should lead us."
"That's right, Monitor Zuo, you do it. It doesn't matter whether we live or die. At least we should fight as an organized unit, rather than throw our lives away for nothing! Even if death is certain, with someone commanding us to fight together, we can still tear a few more chunks of flesh off the enemy!"
Everyone chimed in.
Zuo Xiaoduo's brows knitted tightly, and for a long while he said nothing.
At that moment, even with his temperament, the tragic, heroic atmosphere and the air of the battlefield swept him into it in an instant.
This time, Zuo Xiaoduo even forgot he was undergoing a trial. His exceptionally powerful spiritual strength was also steeped in the battlefield's atmosphere,