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“Really?”

Lanny sneered, “Does that include her turning around to attack you?”

“Of course.”

Link shrugged, naturally admitting to this.

During the inter-district competition, it was a common occurrence for apprentices from the North District to attack Storm Sea New Blood from the South District.

Upon hearing this, Lanny had nothing to say.

Her face under the veil turned a bit green.

She was seething.

“I’d suggest you take some time to rest here; the camp is already set.”

Link kindly” reminded them, ignoring Lanny and her crew, especially Isko, whose face turned red with inexplicable anger, and led his team away.

After walking a few steps, the five gentlemen, who had been quiet while Link was speaking, began to tell “jokes,” entertaining each other.

Only strange sounds like “xiu”, “bang”, “ah” kept emerging all the time.

They sounded exactly like the noises of Self-Destructing Fire Thunder falling, the sounds of explosions, and Isko’s abrupt reactions to ambushes.

This is not entertainment at all.

This is outright mockery of Isko.

The five gentlemen together were quite a spectacle.

Purely fun-loving people.

Not long after they set off, everyone’s wristwatch began to vibrate.

Link looked at his wrist and noticed it was a “system notification”.

Main mission 1: choosing a faction, was already completed, and everyone was assigned to a faction based on their overall performance in the first 24 hours. What surprised Link was that he was assigned to the Righteous Faction. His mission was to save the world.

He wondered how they graded their overall performance.

Since Link entered this small world, he had never stopped fighting and killing. Not only did he eliminate 10 members of the “Pure Blood Will”, he destroyed so many plants, blasted out two pits and countless small ones.

He was a typical violent person. How did he get assigned to the Righteous Faction and tasked to save the world?

“Which faction were you guys assigned to?”

Link looked at the now active faction channel on his wristwatch, asking.

“Righteous.”

“Righteous Faction.”

“Righteous.”

The answers were coming from everywhere, though not in unison, but conveyed the same meaning.

Out of curiosity, Link immediately sent a message to Elise Clark: I’am in Righteous, which one are you in?

Elise quickly replied: So annoying being Righteous! Wish to cause some explosions!

As always, full of a desire to wreak havoc.

After some thought, Link also sent a message to Jasmine: What’s your current status? Good? Which faction?

He worded it simply, even with space remaining.

Jasmine replied twice in a row.

The first one was: Good. Major discovery! Come fast!

The second one: Righteous. Come, come, come!

Having been with Jasmine for so long, Link knew her well, and knew that she wouldn’t speak without reason.

Since she dared to claim that there was a major discovery, and repeatedly urged him to come, there must really be a major discovery.

It might even be related to the main mission!

Thinking of this, Link couldn’t help but wonder.

Judging from the two sets of coordinates, Jasmine barely moved.

Was she just so lucky that she was randomly teleported to a key and important place?

If that’s the case, then this luck is truly heaven-defying, like On God’s Body.

Next time he draws a card, he must ask for her blessing.

Putting aside stray thoughts, Link gave the order: “Speed up to meet Jasmine as soon as possible.”

“Yes, boss.”

The five gentlemen answered in unison this time.

The Social Phobia Trio also joined in the cheer, “We’ll listen to the boss.”

The team had now grown to nine members and promptly quickened their pace. As soon as the factions were announced, this world became even more bustling. Yesterday, only Link and the “Pure Blood Will” were fighting to the death, causing quite a commotion.

Aside from a few minor conflicts due to personal feuds, other people generally remained quiet, looking for clues to the main mission or advancing the side missions.

The situation now was completely different.

The second main mission involved faction conflicts, encouraging participants from different factions to engage in battle and slaughter each other.

There were many who thought that even if they couldn’ t complete the third main mission, they could still win by killing all the opponents.

Ambushes, surprise attacks, counter-attacks, frontal assaults, traps, bombings…

These events were happening one after the other.

If it weren’t for the formidable-looking nine-member team, the Flying Sphere and reconnaissance puppet leading the way, Link’s goal to meet Jasmine as quickly as possible would have been thwarted.

After a long journey, deliberately avoiding the increasingly intense battles and taking many detours, it finally came to an end after the “moon” replaced the “sun”.

Under the cold and bright “moonlight”, Link looked at the wide river in front of him, feeling both enlightened and speechless.

He finally understood why Jasmine’s location had remained unchanged.

She had been blocked from proceeding!

No wonder she hadn’t moved in more than a day.

The past was past. Now, the question was, how were they going to cross the river and reach the mid-river sandbar.

Come, everyone start thinking about how we’re going to cross the river.”

Link gathered his team members, hoping to leverage the advantage of brainstorming to find a solution.

The five gentlemen, who had already become familiar with Link’s way of doing things over the past two months, started discussing immediately.

The newly joined Social Phobia Trio, after some hesitation, finally broke out of their comfort zone and joined the discussion.

Link was also deep in thought.

Jasmine was not a fool. She must have tried to leave, but failed, and that was why she stayed put on the sandbar.

Connecting this with the first message Jasmine sent to him yesterday: Feeling good, temporarily safe, river beasts blocking, thinking…

It was clear that the biggest obstacle was the river beasts.