Chapter 1120: The Manic

Yan Zhichun stood in the center of the field, lost in thought. Zhou Mo and Jiang Ruoxue sensed something was wrong and quickly pushed through the chaotic crowd to reach her side.

Both of them waited for Yan Zhichun's instructions, but they could clearly see beads of sweat trickling down her cheeks.

Yes, it was extremely hot there.

They were surrounded by two or three hundred people in the center, with everyone moving frantically. The deafening shouts and sounds of fighting filled the air, and on top of that, the Bao Ran unleashed by Bai Hu had caused the temperature in the area to rise sharply and persist.

“Zhichun…”

Jiang Ruoxue called, “are you okay?”

“I…”

Yan Zhichun shook her head after hearing this, feeling a bit dizzy, “I've used Duo Xin Po too many times in a row… It's nothing serious, we have to complete the mission right away…”

Jiang Ruoxue knew that Yan Zhichun had controlled dozens of people in a short time, and her resolve was starting to blur. She could only steady Yan Zhichun by holding her weak shoulders with both hands and said softly, “If you trust me, let me handle the battlefield from here on out.”

“Hand it to you…”

Yan Zhichun paused slightly, then said, “No… Jiang Ruoxue… have you seen how many enemies there are…”

“I know, I know.”

Jiang Ruoxue continued to pat Yan Zhichun's shoulder, trying to calm her down, “No matter how many enemies there are, it's fine. Our mission isn't to kill people—it's the Ju Zhong and the display screen.”

Yan Zhichun nodded after hearing this: “Yes… we have to destroy the Ju Zhong and the display screen.”

“You just stay here and rest for a bit, until your Xin Nian recovers. I'll take care of the rest.”

“Okay…”

After Jiang Ruoxue finished speaking, she turned to look at Zhou Mo: “We need to buy time for Zhao Yisheng's team, so we have to keep finding ways to attack Bai Hu. We don't need to worry about the surrounding Can Yu Zhe and Sheng Xiao—Yan Zhichun has already saved a lot of lives. From now on, they'll have to figure out how to survive on their own.”

Zhou Mo glanced at Jiang Ruoxue with a hint of unease: “Tsk, are you relaying that word for word?”

“Yes.”

Jiang Ruoxue nodded, “Word for word.”

“Tsk, at a time like this… I'm worried it might shake everyone's morale.”

Zhou Mo whispered, “In a situation like this, if the first person decides to run, a lot of others will follow…”

“Po Chuang Xiao Ying…”

Yan Zhichun interjected from the side.

“It won't happen. This window won't break.”

Jiang Ruoxue said, “These people aren't just connected by Ji Dao—they're held here by the word Yin Guo. Since Yin Guo has kept them here, Yin Guo will also lead us to victory.”

“What did you say…?”

Zhou Mo paused.

“I said Yin Guo will lead us to victory.”

Zheng Yingxiong, standing nearby, looked up at Jiang Ruoxue with a slightly complex expression.

Because when Jiang Ruoxue said that, there was no scent of Yin Guo on her.

But what exactly determines Yin Guo…?

Although she hadn't activated Yin Guo, by saying it with such conviction, certain subtle strands of Yin Guo had already begun to work in the shadows.

This was the Yin Guo set by people.

“Since even you, you jerk, are saying it…”

Zhou Mo stared into Jiang Ruoxue's eyes for a moment, “Tsk, that means it's pretty much a sure thing.”

“So, send a message to the Ji Dao Zhe and have them keep pulling the front line to buy time for the rear team.”

Jiang Ruoxue added, “We can't hold back anymore. Even if we set aside the second-ring mission, we absolutely can't fail here.”

“Tsk, got it.”

Zhou Mo stepped back a few paces, lowered his head, and began sending the message.

…

Han Yimo, Zhao Yisheng, Xiao Xiao, and Lin Qing hadn't even finished circling the square when they were suddenly blocked by a few strangers.

The group looked up at the four men in front of them. Each one held an iron pipe and seemed hostile, but they didn't immediately attack Zhao Yisheng and the others.

“It's so hot…”

Xiao Xiao murmured.

Lin Qing thought for a moment and quickly figured out the situation.

Since their team was walking along the edge of the square, away from the crowd, the others hadn't immediately identified them as friend or foe.

From their perspective, Zhao Yisheng and his group could very well be "supporters" rushing in from elsewhere.

“What's going on…?”

The man at the front, wearing a loose tank top, asked, “Is the fight still going on inside?”

“Ah…?”

Zhao Yisheng hesitated, then quickly caught on, “Yeah… it's intense. Are you guys planning to charge in?”

“Who's crazy enough to charge in now…?”

Another man in shorts said, “At the end of the day, it's all about grabbing some credit at the last minute, right?”

“Hey, want to team up?”

The tank top man said to Zhao Yisheng's group, “I've brought everyone from my room—six strong guys. We're probably the most powerful team right now. With your four, that makes ten. When we get the thousand Dao, that's a hundred each, and no one will complain. What do you say?”

Lin Qing found it a bit amusing. They were talking about just grabbing credit, but now they wanted to recruit them. How could such half-hearted persuasion work?

Soon, the other two members of their team arrived from the sides and joined the four.

Taking a closer look, all six of them were burly and looked like troublemakers.

Lin Qing stepped back slightly. Although they hadn't attacked yet, the situation was basically the same as if they had. There were six intimidating men on their side, and their own group only had four people, men and women included.

Besides, among these four, only Xiao Xiao was a capable fighter in Hui Xiang—neither she, Han Yimo, nor Zhao Yisheng could fight.

If they refused the partnership, it might lead to a fight right there. But if they agreed, they'd have to follow them back to the battlefield.

Either way, it would attract more "supporters," and the situation was already dire.

Xiao Xiao fanned herself with her hand, looking a bit off. She seemed to have stopped paying attention to the conversation and just kept muttering, “It's so hot…”

“We have a few teammates on the other side…”

Lin Qing stepped forward and said decisively, “We're heading to meet up with them right now. If we don't show up, they'll come looking for us… So, why don't we just go our separate ways?”

The others hesitated after hearing this, weighing Lin Qing's words. Her expression was so sincere that it didn't seem like a made-up story, so to avoid internal conflict among the "supporters," they nodded reluctantly, half-believing it.

Lin Qing pulled Zhao Yisheng and Han Yimo along as the group prepared to leave.

“Wait…”

The man felt something was off—the direction they were going was strangely suspicious.

Before he could finish, he saw Xiao Xiao step forward, grab the tank top man's collar, and throw him over her shoulder with a forceful takedown.