Upon hearing this, everyone looked at the speaker. Although they were surrounded by dark forces, they were still able to see things more or less with their own strength. Even if they couldn't see clearly, they could still see who the speaker was very clearly.

If someone else had said this, they would have reacted differently, but now all they could do was remain silent.

The two horns on Chen Jiaxu's head, symbols of his status as an extraterritorial invader, constantly reminded them of the special nature of the person before them. The problem was that this guy was with Mo Shuwan and the others, and it was clear that Mo Shuwan and the others trusted him a lot.

This is exactly what everyone is struggling with: if Chen Jiaxu himself has problems, then why do Mo Shuwan and the others trust him so much?

If Mo Shuwan and the others were in cahoots with Chen Jiaxu to deceive them, then why did Wen Zuo save them just now? Wouldn't it have been better to let them die directly under the corruption of the dark forces?

After considering that Mo Shuwan and her group were the ones who did most of the work on Battlefield No. 1, the few people who wanted to express their opinions silently shut their mouths.

Mo Shuwan was somewhat surprised, "Chen Jiaxu? Do you know where there are medicinal herbs around here?"

Chen Jiaxu's low voice rang out, "Captain, I do know. I will explain the situation to you once things have stabilized."

Trusting Chen Jiaxu, Mo Shuwan nodded, but she quickly frowned again, clearly thinking of Chen Jiaxu's previous out-of-control behavior. Problems had arisen on the Western Continent, let alone now in the Burial Grounds surrounded by dark forces...

Worried that Chen Jiaxu's condition might worsen again, Mo Shuwan was about to tell him not to go when Wen Zuo, who had sensed her intention, stopped her.

"Let him go."

"But you know his situation. We're not around, and if he gets into danger, there's no one to take care of him."

Chen Jiaxu, who had been keeping his head down, raised it after Mo Shuwan finished speaking. He said, "Captain, I'm fine. They'll only treat me as one of their own here. The dark forces won't harm me. Compared to everyone else, I'm safe."

What Chen Jiaxu said was true. Now, apart from Wen Zuo, he was the only one who seemed unaffected as he moved through the dark forces.

Finally, after being persuaded by Wen Zuo and Chen Jiaxu, Mo Shuwan agreed to let Chen Jiaxu go out to find medicinal herbs. She originally planned to have Xiwang go with her, but Chen Jiaxu refused without hesitation.

As he left, he found Wen Zuo and whispered vaguely, "I hope the stratosphere will protect you for the time being."

Mo Shuwan would occasionally gather some dark power for Wen Zuo to absorb, while Wen Zuo was also constantly busy, moving among the crowd. Whenever he confirmed that no one had a fatal injury, he would return to Mo Shuwan's side and let her lean against him.

With her eyes corrupted by the power of darkness, Mo Shuwan was unable to open them. She could only lean against Wen Zuo's chest and pretend to be asleep so as not to worry him.

More than ten minutes later, Mo Shuwan, whose fingers had been being played with the whole time, opened her eyes helplessly. "What's wrong?"

Wen Zuo paused, hesitated for a moment, then opened Mo Shuwan's palm and slowly began to write, stroke by stroke.

He moved very slowly, and he would write the same character several times. Only after Mo Shuwan indicated that she understood would he begin to write the next character. He didn't say anything else, but he conveyed a message to Mo Shuwan.

Chen Jiaxu... has been reborn.

Mo Shuwan grabbed Wen Zuo's fingers in surprise, "Really?"

Wen Zuo nodded, "Yes, he told me."

"How could this be—" The word "maybe" disappeared in her throat. She thought back to the first time she got on the bus, and what she saw seemed impossible. But in this vast world, nothing is impossible.

After believing this explanation, Mo Shuwan realized that she seemed to understand Chen Jiaxu's words.

No wonder he knew there were some hidden medicinal herbs in the burial grounds...

After her thoughts raced for a moment, Mo Shuwan couldn't help but laugh. "That's fine." This way, she wouldn't have to worry too much about Chen Jiaxu's safety.

"Captain, what are you guys whispering about over there?"

"We are thinking about how to get out of this predicament. It is obviously unrealistic to rely on Wen and Zuo to save us. At this time, if there are any foreign invaders, we will face the danger of losing our personnel."

Chenghua had only intended to make a joke, but he was surprised to receive such a serious reply, which left him feeling somewhat helpless.

The others who were originally lost in thought also began to ponder this question: how should they survive?

In a place like this... is there any hope of survival?

Meanwhile, deep within the burial ground, several old men hidden in the darkness withdrew their hands, panting heavily. The next moment, black vortexes appeared before their eyes. A few minutes later, figures emerged from those vortexes. If the Alliance warriors who survived in Battlefield One were here, they would recognize these guys as the extraterrestrial invaders who had entered Battlefield One together!

They were miraculously rescued from that earth-shattering explosion!

The giant seemed to have been cooped up in the unknown space for too long. As soon as it appeared, it raised its head and roared, stunning the alien invaders who had just regained consciousness.

An old man standing at the forefront looked relieved. He raised his voice and said, "One day, we will leave this place that has imprisoned us for thousands of years, and this will require all of us to work together! We must break through the alliance's defenses and enter the land we have always dreamed of!"

His voice, strangely imbued with dark power, quickly reached the ears of several tribal chiefs and warriors nearby.

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