The four words - shut-in, fair-skinned, short, and weak - perfectly describe Mo Shuwan.
Until one day, she boarded the mysterious dimensional bus and gained a group ofๅๆ teammates...
Th...
That's enough.
Chen Jiaxu sighed, "It's all my fault. If I hadn't been so stupid back then, things wouldn't have turned out like this."
Because Lin Guaiji and his group left so casually, Cheng Hua, who had provoked the two criminals for a long time without getting them to take action, curled his lip and said, "We're not invisible, thank you! Please don't discuss these issues in front of us! If you want to avoid us, go talk to us alone. The way you're doing things now is making us very irritable, you know?"
Liu Dongcheng lifted his eyelids and gave him a cold look. "If you yourselves can't adapt, who's to blame?"
"..."
Cheng Hua couldn't help but roll his eyes. Actually, he was just saying it casually. If Mo Shuwan and the others had really gone behind their backs to discuss things, he and Yun Chenjing would probably be furious. At least for now, they were still showing their distrust of him and Yun Chenjing on their faces, which was satisfactory to them.
"Mother, I want crystals."
Mo Shuwan didn't turn around. She casually took out a handful of crystals from her storage space and pointed to their current location on the map. "Circle this place so we don't accidentally come back when we're looking for something later."
Yun Chen took the crystal, popped one into his mouth, and started chewing it with a satisfied expression. When he saw Cheng Hua approaching, he narrowed his eyes.
Chenghua transmitted his voice to him, "What kind of wonderful thing is this? You're actually willing to call someone hundreds of years younger than you 'mother' for this?"
"Hmph, superficial."
"...I'm being superficial just for asking a question?"
Cheng Hua was a little irritable, but Yun Chen simply ignored him. No matter how he tried to communicate, Yun Chen acted as if he hadn't heard him. After spending so much time together, he really didn't know whether this guy was blocking his communication or if he had heard it but was pretending not to.
Wen Zuo took a pen and circled their current location on the map. Fortunately, the map did not have the problem of not being able to be marked. However, they soon noticed something was wrong. After they marked the location on the map, the surrounding red dots seemed to be moving rapidly in their current direction.
"Wait, look! Am I seeing things? Why do I see other passengers moving towards us?"
"...Captain, you're not mistaken, they are moving towards us."
Wen Zuo stared at the mark he had made on the map, then silently drew another mark on the other side of the map. Visibly, some of the red dots that had been moving towards their location earlier were now moving towards the mark Wen Zuo had made.
"We're pretty sure now. The markings we made should be visible on the maps the other passengers have, and they're probably thinking they're some kind of guide for the competition."
Mo Shuwan had a wry smile on her face. "Alright, let's hurry up and leave, so we don't run into other passengers later."
The others naturally had no objections; they had nothing to offer here, so they wouldn't stay any longer. However, they soon became even more helpless. Some passengers probably thought that since they had been in the marked area, the treasure might have already been taken by them. So, apart from a small number of passengers, most of the red dots were following them closely, clearly targeting them.
"Draw a few more, otherwise we won't have time to look for things."
Wen Zuo nodded, and while running, he picked up a pen and drew marks on the map one after another. Originally, he wanted to lure the passengers away, but after finding that many passengers were still chasing closely, he thought for a moment and simply filled the entire map with marks.
The passengers, who were following the map to chase after the team that might have obtained the treasure, stared blankly at the clusters of marks that had appeared on the map. "Holy crap! What's going on? Why are there so many marks all of a sudden?"
"Damn it, these damn markers are blocking out all the other red dots, and now we can't see where the other teams are at all."
At this moment, not only did they shout angrily, but other teams also cursed in frustration after discovering that the map had stopped working. They finally realized that the markings that had appeared on the map were not marks for the appearance of treasures at all, but rather marks made by other teams on the map!
"You better not let me find you!"
"Damn it, my map!!!"
Curses filled the arena, and their frustration and anger were conveyed to the audience in the stands through the visuals. Several cloaked figures sitting in the corner were also speechless.
โI just observed them carefully and felt that these people in their team were quite good. They should be observed and can be temporarily listed as candidates.โ
"Sigh, if only we could go directly to the various mission worlds to observe the passengers like Mr. Song and the others did. Only by observing the passengers from the very beginning can we have a greater chance of becoming inspectors. Right now, when we select from them, we can only choose some second-rate ones."
"Tsk tsk, why don't you consider Mr. Song's status? If we were like Mr. Song, would we still be sitting here?"
"Of course I know it's impossible to be like Mr. Song, so I'm just thinking about it."
The four cloaked figures were talking amongst themselves, completely unaware that there was another cloaked figure sitting not far from them. By the time they noticed, the cloaked figure had just stood up and glanced in their direction.
Although the other person was completely concealed by cloaks, the four cloaked figures simultaneously confirmed the other person's identity: "Mr. Song!"
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