After hearing Huo Yi’s words, many people started looking for other small teams, planning to rge together.
"Should we also find people to form a team now?" Fang Qing asked, glancing at Qiann Yan as he spoke, "Qiann Yan said earlier to observe, but since everyone has ford teams, if we’re the only one left, it might be hard to find anyone. Feelings should be nurtured from the start to beco deeper."
Qiann Yan: "I have no objections."
Huo Yi’s appearance wasn’t unexpected; this person was present in the original host’s mory.
However, when the original host was here, she felt unwell and mostly ate in her room, with Jing XiYuaan bringing food to her, so she wasn’t aware of these things.
Later, they did form a team earlier, for the reason Fang Qing ntioned.
Previously, most were four-person teams, turning into twelve-person teams through rging three four-person teams.
This matter was managed by Jing XiYuaan, who quickly found the captains of the other two teams.
The two teams ca over, and after discussion, because they weren’t very familiar with each other, they chose to cooperate. They usually acted independently, but needed to hold a short eting every day to summarize, ant to nurture team spirit.
In this twelve-person team, there were three captains: Jing XiYuaan R64, Shi Cheng R12, Ma Sheng R34.
The other two teams’ mbers ca over to eat together, and Jing XiYuaan was exchanging information with the two captains while Fang Qing and Lu Shanyang quickly mingled with the other mbers.
Qiann Yan just sat in the corner, reluctant to speak unless necessary.
This body was really terrible; speaking would consu a lot of physical strength.
Thus, she appeared very aloof sitting beside Jing XiYuaan. Especially with her pale complexion and thin figure, she looked frail. That sickly appearance deterred others from wanting to approach her.
"Qiann Yan is ill and has been feeling unwell, so please excuse her," Fang Qing explained after noticing people’s attention on Qiann Yan, "Her illness is severe, she may not have the energy to engage with everyone."
Because of Fang Qing’s words, everyone dismissed the idea of approaching Qiann Yan to talk.
Hearing Fang Qing’s explanation, they guessed the illness wasn’t simple, better not to disturb her as she seed ready to collapse at any mont.
Fang Qing continued her socializing, quickly getting to know the new mbers. Regardless of gender, everyone had a good impression of Fang Qing, feeling she was a very friendly person.
There was a stark contrast with Qiann Yan, who didn’t approach anyone, giving off an unapproachable vibe and leaving a less favorable impression.
Qiann Yan didn’t have the energy to care about what others were thinking, nor did she wish to waste energy dealing with Fang Qing. The little sches of the latter might have benefits outside.
Inside here, they were useless, perhaps making her more popular but not necessarily life-saving, and could even beco a deadly weapon.
She could sense that occasionally Fang Qing showed so pride, realizing it wasn’t appropriate, quickly concealing it.
People around were all newcors, and everyone had a smile on their face to varying degrees, filled with confidence about the future.
At this mont, they all believed they could get out, trust their teammates, and would never be successfully tempted or threatened.
Unknowingly, it reached one o’clock.
"The ga begins."
The familiar voice interrupted the newcors’ discussions.
In the morning, novice players had played a ga, so next it was ti to draw veteran players for a ga session.
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