As dawn broke, Zhang Xin made his decision. He separated from the group and set off to find his nephew and sister.
Perhaps it was because of Nanzhi's words last night, or maybe he had found his own resolve, but his previously gloomy demeanor had lightened.
"Leave it to me. Once I find them, I'll lead them to the base."
"Take care of yourselves! I still owe you favors!"
"You too, Uncle Zhang!"
Zhang Xin waved, then drove off, his vehicle disappearing into the distance.
After absorbing the spars last night, Nanzhi had advanced to the Tier 2 Late Stage. Lin Weihao, who had already broken through during the battle with the Winged Reaper Ants, reached the bottleneck of Tier 2 after absorbing more spars.
As for the others, they had set out early in the morning to hunt alien beasts. By noon, they had all reached Tier 1.
"Now my soil thorn, soil spike, and soil wall are much thicker! And I can use them four more times than before!"