Mission Dismissal

The survivors trudged back to the cars, their bodies injured, and faces pale with exhaustion.

The Thorn Team and the other survivor team that had ignored Nanzhi's warning had lost a member or two.

Luo Gang, injured and solemn, cast a dark look in the direction of the Thorn Team Leader.

Nanzhi sat atop one of the vehicles, a flashlight in her hand. Since she had rested during the day, she was on night watch. On another car, Lin Weihao remained silent, observing the scene.

Lan Fuyou's expression was particularly grim. The moment he spotted Nanzhi sitting comfortably on the car, his rage exploded.

He stormed forward, his eyes blazing with fury. "You heartless bastards! You just sat there and listened to us suffer! Do you even have a conscience?!"

His voice carried across the camp, drawing the attention of the other teams. The Thorn Team, equally furious, quickly joined in, shifting the blame.