Chen Jiaxu and Liu Dongcheng both turned to look at Wen Zuo, "If we can actively heal other people's injuries, the fighting power of our entire team will be much more than just one plus one."

Just like playing a game, having a healer by your side who can heal you at any time means you can survive longer, or even turn the tables, even when facing much stronger enemies.

Mo Shuwan nodded beside him, and while Wen Zuo was still deep in thought, she suddenly made a long cut on the back of her hand, "Try it."

Wen Zuo looked at her helplessly, but still reached out his hand. Since he didn't know exactly what to do, he tentatively placed his hand on hers. But then a question suddenly occurred to him, "Yun Chen actually came from the cultivation world, could it be…?"

...

...

After an eerie silence, Mo Shuwan patted her forehead, both amused and exasperated. In the mission worlds before, they had always used medicine kits they exchanged on buses to treat themselves, and had never thought of using other methods, such as their own abilities. But since there were countless small worlds and large worlds, how could they not have healing abilities?

"Cough cough..."

Yun Chen, who was outside, heard his own name called. He bent down and lifted the cloth hanging at the door. Seeing the four of them looking embarrassed and speechless, he raised an eyebrow and said, "I deliberately didn't listen to what you were saying."

"Could you... perhaps offer to heal others?"

"I am a demon—I cannot."

They all turned to look at Yun Chenjing, feeling that his sudden change of direction was a bit abrupt. However, since they were now partners, they wouldn't dwell on the past.

After Yun Chen said he didn't know, Mo Shuwan and the others asked Cheng Hua again with hope, but the answer was still no. Wen Zuo still had to figure it out on his own. Mo Shuwan's hand was bleeding a lot, and Wen Zuo, who still couldn't find the key, was sweating profusely.

Finally, because it had dragged on for too long, he couldn't bear to watch any longer and silently applied medicine to Mo Shuwan's hand, saying, "Next time, try it on an injured animal."

After all this commotion, an hour had passed. More and more people came to the square. What was originally empty around them gradually became filled with other people. By nightfall, the entire square was packed with tattered tents.

This sparked another wave of intense discontent.

"Damn it, why do we have to squeeze into the square! This place is so small and there are so many people, I feel disgusted!"

Someone scoffed, "If you're disgusting, then get out of the square."

Did I fucking talk to you? Do I need you to respond?

The cacophony of voices was so loud it gave everyone a headache. After verifying the changes that had occurred in Wen Zuo, Mo Shuwan and the others stayed outside the tent, watching as newcomers were continuously brought in. Some of them were passengers they didn't recognize at all.

"It should be close to midnight by now, right?"

Because their bracelets were confiscated, they also lost their cell phones, so they had nowhere to check the time and could only guess based on their feelings.

"More or less, the number of new recruits is starting to decrease, and it's probably coming to an end soon."

Cheng Hua, sitting cross-legged on the ground, looked sullen. "I've observed that all the new guys have at least a purple badge, while we're the only ones with gray badges."

"Soldier rank does not equal strength."

"I know, I'm just frustrated. I've never been this 'low-class' before."

Thump—

Suddenly, a deep bell rang out, and everyone in the square covered their ears. No matter how profound their inner strength or how powerful they were, they all showed expressions of pain at this moment, and some even collapsed to the ground.

Thump—

"What kind of bell is that?"

Cheng Hua was also covering his ears, trying to suppress the pain. "I don't know, but I heard my dad say that everyone who is sent to the legion will receive a show of force from the legion on the same day. How naive!"

Thump—

The bell rang three times before finally falling silent. Once the source of the pain had disappeared, the square, which had been quiet for a moment, was once again filled with noise.

Mo Shuwan's face paled slightly. "I have a bad feeling."

Sure enough, as soon as Mo Shuwan finished speaking, another bell rang. After the square fell completely silent, the echoing bell gradually faded away. This time, everyone remained silent.

Ten minutes later, a man with a cold face walked to the edge of the square. After scanning the entire square, he roared, "Everyone, stand next to your tents! You only have one minute. Anyone who is not back to their tent after one minute will be dealt with according to military law!"