Along the way, menacing steel buildings swept past.
Their destination was the restricted zone bound tight by enormous chains.
Yang Yong's heart lurched and pounded. Damn it, what exactly are these people trying to do?
Did they find out I've been farming the instances like crazy?
He had a staggering million points sitting on his card!
That was the balance left after he had kept transferring points to Cao Xianming to buy Curio Materials for him.
Cao Xianming had worked his way up to Commander Ye Fan's personal secretary, and the discounts he got when shopping with points were frighteningly large.
With freebies like that on offer, he would have been a fool not to milk them.
But now, before he had finished milking them, he himself had been rounded up.
Yang Yong walked with difficulty, gun muzzles pressed hard against his back, not daring to hesitate in the slightest.
As he walked, he frantically tried to contact Mang Dabiao through the contract mark.
When he had returned from the instance earlier, he had discovered that Mang Dabiao was nowhere to be found.
That hooligan snake had a keener nose than anyone. He had probably sensed something was wrong long ago and slipped away in advance.
That was just as well.
With him outside, Yang Yong could at least stay in contact with the outside world.
Yang Yong could not make sense of it, no matter how hard he thought.
There were so many people at the Sky Base, and he was not the only one farming instances. Why had they singled him out?
Was it just because he farmed them the hardest, fastest, and most ruthlessly?
Even when they led him into an entirely black, menacing steel building, he still had not figured it out.
Without letting anything show,