Li Lin gagged for a while, the side effects of drug addiction becoming more apparent. He didn't know what he was thinking, but he subconsciously said, "Leaving aside special abilities, just considering the additional conditions, the resources you have right now could wipe out a city."

252 looked up at him.

"How are you?"

"Sorry... I'm fine."

The passageway was quickly traversed, and sunlight streamed in again, brightening the carriage once more. All darkness, despair, and damage were bathed in light, as if there was still time.

“To be honest, their situation… no, you mean Yu Jianchu and the others, you might…” He said, trying to swallow the foolish description, but still felt he should say something, but then he held back: “Never mind, good luck to you.”

They rushed to another specific area. Li Lin didn't finish his sentence until the moment of parting. He had to go to participate in the mission given by the higher-ups—he didn't know if he could come back alive, and it seemed there wasn't much hope.

The space jump site was a temporary construction, which turned into a huge conference hall. Who knows how much authority Shin has in America? He's only a C05, but the pomp and circumstance are as exaggerated as a B-level. The employees working below are just thinking that such a ruthless character cannot be neglected. We need to hurry up and get things done, lest we get dragged away and executed.

When they pushed open the door, they found the hall empty, as if it had just been cleared out.

The ground was covered by something, and with the light from hundreds of spotlights shining down, it looked like a burning lake.

Lu Jin sat inside, wearing a khaki trench coat, his hair messily tied back. He was also holding a bottle of tequila, which was already mostly empty. When he saw them come in, he looked up and smiled.

He said, "You're finally here! Do you want to play something big?"