Breaking the Deadlock

"Li, I remember your friends seem to be short on blood serum resources!"

"Bro, it's not just my friends who are short on blood serum. I need it even more!"

If he had never met Zhang Xuezhou, Wang Li would have been a rich young man.

Wang Li would have had far more money than ordinary people, but he would also have been worlds apart from the true direct descendants.

Whether in wealth or connections, the difference was as vast as heaven and earth.

Watching Zhang Xuezhou and the others catch mutant beasts as though they were poultry and handle funds in the tens of millions, even approaching or exceeding a hundred million, Wang Li knew their hunting hauls were almost on par with those of the Scarlet Alliance State's top teams. For other teams, that was nearly impossible.

If he stepped back and compared them, Wang Li felt the two situations would be completely different. He might even feel that he and Zhang Xuezhou's group belonged to two different worlds.

He had been lucky enough to catch a ride, but many of his friends couldn't even keep up well enough to eat his dust.

Wang Li joked in reply to Zhang Xuezhou, well aware that Zhang Xuezhou had already set his sights on his gang of drinking buddies.

His group couldn't really be called bad. Whatever else might be said, they had come from lineages. Even if they were the dregs sifted out and discarded by their lineages, they had at least received higher education and possessed some strength in sequencing.

They might not measure up to those above them, but they were certainly better off than those below.

They simply didn't fit the elite development path of their lineages, but that didn't mean they couldn't develop.

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