This is considered a relatively high vantage point, offering a wider view.
"What's going on?" Everyone panicked and climbed up the high platform where Xiao He was.
“It’s nighttime. We can’t release these things out, or it will cause trouble if they attract a second mutation from the outside world,” Xiao He said. “Let’s hold our ground and fight for now. Your teams should make arrangements for rotation.”
The group looked at each other in bewilderment and had no choice but to try to calm themselves down and do as he said.
"Um..." Chen Jin asked tentatively as she drew her bow, "Where's your boyfriend?"
Xiao He disliked explaining: "You're looking for him?"
"No, no! I was just asking..." Chen Jin chuckled.
It seems that once she gets into gossip, even ten skeletons jumping around in front of her wouldn't create the same atmosphere.
Han Qingyu and Meng Yuan, who were standing nearby, immediately perked up their ears. When they heard that their conversation had stopped, they couldn't help but feel even more contempt for Chen Jin.
"Does he even know how to ask questions..." Han Qingyu thought to herself, then turned to look at Xiao He with a grin.
"Xiao He, we all really admire Gun God, could you... help us get an autograph? We... we absolutely don't mean anything by it!"
"..."
The other two girls looked at him with hopeful eyes.
Even the younger students around him were intrigued, though they didn't dare to approach him and start a conversation.
Xiao He, speechless, threw out a Dark Flash: "He's here. You can ask him yourselves in a bit. Now is not the time to talk about this. Let's focus on our own things."
"Good! Good!" The group seemed to see hope, and their skills became even more powerful.
Wang Xuefeng's laughter came through the live stream, and Xiao He silently rolled his eyes at the darkness in the distance.
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Inside Flying Dragon One.
Yang Xing went to the experimental table and took out the small ocarina from the team's storage.
Su Mei, who was resting on the sofa, suddenly widened her eyes.
"What? You know him?" Yang Xing noticed her change and looked up to ask.
"this……"
Su Mei bit her lip, glanced at Huo Lei beside her, and then nodded slightly.
“This is an organization I used to belong to.” Su Mei said as she stepped forward and pointed to a fine pattern at the bottom: “The mark in this pattern is the logo of this organization.”
"Your previous organization?" Horry was taken aback.
“Hmm…” Su Mei couldn’t help but lower her head: “That night… after that, I was fired.”
"Because I am just a low-ranking member, losing my special abilities means losing my qualification to stay in the organization. This flute mark is of a very high level; it is the pattern of a higher-ranking member."
Yang Xing pushed up his glasses: "What kind of organization is this?"
“The Temple of Life,” Su Mei replied. “It’s different from the Resurrection Cult.”
"As long as a believer in resurrection has a resurrection cross, he can have the ability to pseudo-resurrection, and the priests of the Temple of Life at the intermediate level and above are all composed of pastors."
"By utilizing the ability of living elements to resonate with any element and any life form, priests can manipulate specially made magical tools, thereby achieving the goal of having multiple means."
“For example, this ocarina.” Su Mei paused, “It is also called a ritual object.”
"This..." Yang Xing was somewhat puzzled: "Is it true that only by joining the Temple of Life can one possess, or learn, this secret technique?"
“That’s right.” Su Mei nodded.
"Since you were able to leave so easily, it must be a pretty good organization?" Horry asked.
“No.” Su Mei sighed softly, “We’re the lowest-ranking members, not even priests. At most, we’re just employees, filling in the numbers.”
"They will look for ordinary people like me who are born with special abilities, train them to become their helpers, but very few people can rise step by step unless their talent is really too amazing."
"After my abilities disappeared, my mentor paid me a sum of money, and then I was expelled from the organization." Su Mei smiled helplessly, but she wasn't actually that disappointed.
"Can this thing still be used?" Yang Xing asked curiously.
Su Mei shook her head: "The master and the magical artifact have a contract. When the master dies, the magical artifact's power will cease to exist."
"Alright." Yang Xing casually tossed the ocarina aside and threw it into the "junk items" custom category in the team's warehouse.
"How are they?" Yang Xing asked Huo Lei, because he had been communicating with Xiao He via text.
"Those two are grinding monsters all night again," Horry replied.
"Another all-nighter?" Yang Xing frowned. "Why are you pushing yourself so hard? The prize for first place is pretty good, isn't it?"
Horry didn't know how to explain: "It's not bad, a lot of credits, which will allow us to reach the graduation score quickly."
"What about other things? For example, money?" This was the question Yang Xing cared about most.
"Just a little bit, nothing special. Students on the cloud platform are never short of money," Horry shrugged.
"Oh." Yang Xing had just stood up when he suddenly looked blank: "No, they're still underground, what strange thing is there?"
"What you're talking about, like the skeletons respawning, no, resurrecting, so they can spawn, right?"
"..."
Yang Xing opened the control panel without saying a word.
"What?" Horry asked, looking puzzled as he watched him take off with the airship.
"That thing is at the level of an SSS-class zombie; my little wrecked ship can't handle it," Yang Xing explained expressionlessly.
Horry exclaimed in alarm, "Then aren't they in great danger?!"
Yang Xing pursed his lips: "It should be alright? The health bars look pretty healthy."
"Awesome!" Horry's eyes lit up. "I wish I had gone too! Isn't that a massive amount of experience points?!"
"Then go ahead." Yang Xing didn't try to stop him.
"I can't go, the instance is already open."
Speak like a human.
"They closed the passageway, saying it was to prevent the zombies from escaping and harming people," Horry explained, frowning, as if saying just a few more words would be fatal.
"Is that so..." Yang Xing stroked his chin, muttering to himself, "Then I underestimated their current strength?"
-
"Bang--"
Xiao He didn't even look, and the skeleton right behind him was instantly blown off its head.
By now, every single student had sustained injuries, and even the two priests couldn't keep up. It was Xiao who would occasionally switch to healing to lend a hand.
Wang Xiaoqi had never felt so wronged.
These endless skeletons are like endless despair, leaving one without a glimmer of light.
If it weren't for Xiao He holding the line, their will would probably have collapsed long ago.
Meng Yuan was also a melee fighter, but her weapon was dual swords. She and Xiao He stood guard on the high ground, one on each side, and their job was to cut down the skeletons that climbed up.
"Rest if you're tired," Xiao He said, brandishing his sword.
Meng Yuan knew he was talking to her even without turning around.
But Xiao He, who was younger than her in both age and grade, was still persisting. As her senior, she couldn't bring herself to let him stand alone on the front line.
"No, I can still do it!" Meng Yuan insisted through gritted teeth.
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