Standing at the forefront of the entrance to the Otherworld were about one hundred Intermediate Martial Artist.
The team was led by Yao Yuan and the Troupe Leader the alien tribe.
Qin Ze only glanced at the other person from afar.
Thirty Low-Level Martial Artist form a team, with a total of thirteen teams.
Qin Ze's team was number one.
As the order to depart was given, the team composed of Intermediate Martial Artist was the first to step into the rosy light.
Half an hour later, it was the turn of the Low-Level Martial Artist to set off.
Qin Ze's entire team walked into the rosy dawn.
It was the same feeling of weightlessness as last time.
A flash of white light appeared before his eyes, and Qin Ze was already in the Otherworld.
When they saw the scene before them, everyone gasped in shock.
The corpses of more than ten large, advanced Mutated Ones lay scattered on the ground.
The surrounding area was a complete mess.
Traces of battle can be seen everywhere.
Qin Ze couldn't help but marvel at the quality of construction of Shelter No. 10.
The wall was so hard that even Advanced Martial Artist couldn't break through it.
Unlike the shoddy construction of the Jiang City Hotel.
A single, casual sword strike could send a building more than ten stories flying into the sky.
More than twenty Advanced Martial Artist guarded the entrance.
They all had some injuries, more or less.
Some of the more seriously injured were covered in blood, some even missing half an arm.
From their casual conversation, it was learned that Yao Yuan was leading a team deeper into the area to eliminate more advanced Mutated Ones.
Qin Ze's team did not linger and immediately proceeded along the previously planned route.
They encountered only low-level Mutated Ones along the way.
This team is unlike the student trial group from last time; everyone here is highly experienced in combat.
Remain calm and composed when faced with attacks from the Mutated Ones.
Without suffering any casualties, they advanced nearly two hundred meters in just twenty minutes.
Qin Ze would occasionally use his terminal to check Yao Yuan and his group's route.
The opposing team is moving in the opposite direction from our current team.
It was as if they had disturbed the Mutated Ones ' lair.
The Mutated Ones swarmed outwards like a swarm of wasps.
Due to the limited monitoring area.
All the hidden surveillance cameras further ahead were broken.
Qin Ze could no longer see the live feed.
He was a little anxious.
I want to get away from the main group as soon as possible.
"Take a five-minute break."
The team leader shouted.
Everyone sat down on the ground to take a break.
"This battle was way too easy!"
"Indeed, it's incomparable to the intensity of combat in the Abyss."
"No wonder so many people are rushing to sign up; luckily I acted quickly."
"Just came in for a stroll and the money's in my hands, so satisfying!"
"..."
Everyone appeared very relaxed and at ease.
There's absolutely no indication that they're on the battlefield.
Bang--
A hidden gate next door suddenly exploded open.
Qin Ze turned his head and saw a large, yellowish-brown bat rush out.
Advanced Mutated Ones!
Qin Ze quickly retreated.
Even humanoid combat weapons have difficulty dealing with these Mutated Ones.
Not to mention the few rotten garlic cloves on the spot.
As expected.
The giant bats that suddenly appeared caused heavy casualties to the team in the blink of an eye.
"Retreat!"
"I have already notified the Intermediate Martial Artist remained on duty."
"They're on their way to provide support!"
The team leader loudly issued the orders.
As expected of a warrior who has experienced the Abyss Battlefield.
Even in the face of such an unexpected situation, they were able to retreat in an orderly manner.
Qin Ze took this opportunity to immediately break away from the group.
Proceed toward the alloy gate sealed off by toxic gas.
With the administrator terminal in hand, Qin Ze essentially had a complete view of the situation.
He traversed the area without hindrance, bypassing all the Mutated Ones.
More than ten minutes later, Qin Ze arrived in front of the poison gas.
After a few clicks on the administrator's terminal, the ventilation system started running.
In less than a minute, the toxic gas in front of the alloy gate was completely expelled.
Qin Ze stepped forward.
The administrator's terminal was linked to the alloy electronic lock on the gate.
"Link in progress..."
"Connection successful!"
"Initiating authentication."
Visitor code 0000.
"Verification successful."
"Welcome home, administrator."
The alloy gate slowly opened.
Qin Ze ducked inside halfway through the drive and immediately closed the door, which was filled with poisonous gas.
Qin Ze walked into the manager's office, pushed Lin Siyao's remains to the ground, and sat down in a chair.
"The artificial intelligence in that shelter?"
"I am here."
How much administrative authority does the East District still have?
Nine percent.
Qin Ze pulled up Yao Yuan's photo.
Tell me which direction this group is heading.
A moment later, the shelter's AI replied, "They are heading towards the East Gate, which was breached by the Mutated Ones then built their nest there."
Qin Ze's worst fears came true.
He didn't have complete control over leaving the shelter.
The East District is very large; without a map, walking through it is like entering a maze.
In addition, there are many Mutated Ones there, so many that the City Defense Bureau is too lazy to clean them up.
That's why the main gate remained undiscovered.
However, this sudden riot by the Mutated Ones led Yao Yuan to the right direction by accident.
Push forward in the direction where the Mutated Ones keep appearing, and you'll find the gate in no time.
Qin Ze frowned.
Suddenly I noticed the red light in the lower right corner of the computer on the desk was flashing.
Qin Ze tried clicking the mouse.
The screen immediately lit up.
You have three unread emails.
Qin Ze opened the email.
The first email was sent a month ago, shortly after Qin Ze left the Otherworld.
The content is very simple.
There are only three words.
[Who are you?]
The second email was sent two weeks ago.
It's the same content again.
[Who are you?]
The third email was sent a week ago.
The other party seemed to be getting impatient because they hadn't replied.
[If you don't reply, we will attack.]
All three emails were signed by the same person.
Sky Island Operations General Command Center.
Qin Ze couldn't help but think of the recent riot by the Mutated Ones in the shelter.
Is this their attack?
But aren't the enemies of the Sky Island the Mutated Ones?
Why would the Mutated Ones obey them?
Qin Ze scratched his head.
My head is so itchy.
You need to use your brain.
Qin Ze tried writing a reply.
Your dad's here!
Sent successfully.
The other party replied in less than two seconds.
Who exactly are you?
Qin Ze considered his words.
[I am not an expert in this field, and I am not sure who I am, as I said at the beginning, I am not an expert in this area.]
send.
The other party replied quickly:
[???]
Qin Ze grinned.
[A meeting once made some things clearer back then]
This time, it took a full ten minutes for the other party to reply.
[Half an hour later, a flying vehicle will land at the shelter gate to pick you up and take you to the Sky Island.]
Qin Ze summoned an ordinary clone.
Also emerging at the same time were Brother Devour and the Dharma King.
They had been possessing Qin Ze's body.
"You'll ride that flying machine in a bit."
Qin Ze addressed the ordinary clone.
The clone patted its chest. "Alright!"
The Dharma King asked, "What are we doing?"
Qin Ze smiled slightly, "Of course, I'm going to take care of something important."
Half an hour later, a silver-white shuttle-shaped aircraft slowly landed in front of the shelter gate.
The clone had been waiting for a long time.
When the aircraft hatch opened and Qin Ze saw the person walking out, he was taken aback.
"You're still alive?!"
(Come on, guess who the bad guy is. The person who guesses correctly will receive my mysterious blessing.)