"It seems the probability of smart people being targeted is higher. Next ti, if we detect sothing unusual, we can keep it to ourselves and first guide others to ’notice’ it," suggested Yang Xiao, offering a self-preservation strategy.
Discovering the problem first doesn’t necessarily an being ’chosen’; Yang Xiao judged that the selection criteria was connected to soone publicly revealing the discovery.
"What you say makes sense, but we have to be moderate; we can’t afford too much loss." Holding an empty beer can, Jiang Qingluan spoke with a cautious tone.
Yang Xiao nodded, "I understand what you an; you’re referring to that foam board behind the door."
"Tonight, it’s two people, and the subsequent pieces of paper increase increntally, which ans tomorrow night it’s three people, the night after, it’s four, then five, six..."
"If people die off too quickly, we won’t have enough for night watch later on, leading to a direct mission failure and a deadlock."
Quality players like Yang Xiao and Jiang Qingluan have high standards. Monts before, they joked lightly; discussing key points of the mission, they exhibited professionalism, boldly hypothesized yet cautiously verified.
"Among the teammates this ti, a few need attention." Yang Xiao said, opening a cold beer, glancing at Jiang Qingluan.
"Chen Nang, Zhou Mingxiao, and also that Munan." Jiang Qingluan rattled off three nas in one breath, "That Chen Nang should be a dangerous evil cultivator imprisoned by your Patrol Defense Office, and you can tell just by looking that Zhou Mingxiao is an old fox. It’s Munan, however..."
"What’s wrong with her?" Yang Xiao’s curiosity was piqued, he had a deep impression of the girl.
After a mont of silence, Jiang Qingluan’s delicate brows furrowed slightly as she hesitated, "She looks familiar; I feel like... I’ve seen her sowhere before."
"Think carefully," Yang Xiao leaned in, intrigued, sitting up straight.
But after thinking for half a minute, Jiang Qingluan shook her head and gave up, gently rubbing her temples, tonight’s priority was rest.
Although her external injuries were healing, her spiritual power hadn’t completely recovered, it wasn’t a good ti for exhaustion.
Moreover, these three teammates only stood out at first glance; surely there were hidden talents among the others, fooling soone once or twice maybe, but Jiang Qingluan wasn’t buying it, everyone was pretending.
Of course, Yang Xiao didn’t believe it either, as he and Jiang Qingluan hadn’t been entirely truthful.
Everyone was pretending, observing secretly, nominally teammates, but once the crisis ca, they could rely on each other or be used as a human shield by a teammate from behind.
Just like Nalan Shuo said, nightmares are nightmares; in nightmare missions, there’s no right or wrong, surviving is the only truth.
To survive, any ans are justified; if you’re deceived and killed, it’s only your fault for being outmatched.
They chatted a while longer, and Yang Xiao noticed Jiang Qingluan’s state wasn’t quite right, she kept drinking, seemingly sowhat intoxicated.
Even though there was already a ’Substitute Death’ tonight, drinking too much is still dangerous; this wasn’t like the Jiang Qingluan Yang Xiao rembered.
"Stop drinking." Yang Xiao reached out to grab the beer can from Jiang Qingluan’s hand, this was her third one.
Originally, three cans shouldn’t get her this way; this wasn’t alcohol making her drunk, Yang Xiao saw Jiang Qingluan was troubled, but in the mission, whatever it is, has to be set aside, to be dealt with when they survive.
"Jiang Qingluan, you’re not planning to get drunk and do sothing to , are you?" Yang Xiao feigned fear, testing with humor.
Jiang Qingluan forced a smile, shaking her head, completely disregarding Yang Xiao.
Having just entered the mission, everyone still unfamiliar, it was unlikely anyone could affect Jiang Qingluan; Yang Xiao guessed her troubles stemd from the outside world.
"Are you okay, is it about your injury?" Yang Xiao had been curious, how coincidentally Jiang Qingluan received the Ghost Script simultaneously with a paranormal event.
Jiang Qingluan remained silent, but the flicker in her eyes betrayed her, Yang Xiao knew he touched on sothing, there was definitely more to it.
But Jiang Qingluan wouldn’t speak, and he couldn’t force her either, though he wasn’t concerned about Jiang Qingluan’s secret; he had to ensure his safety.
"Miss Jiang, whatever you’re going through, I hope you can pull through a bit; otherwise, we’ll both suffer."
"I have no quarrel with you; I saved your life not long ago. Frankly, if it weren’t for saving you, I wouldn’t be in this predicant."
"I won’t stop you from dying but don’t drag down; you chose to team up with , and now you’re treating this way?" Yang Xiao didn’t care about Jiang Qingluan’s emotions; he just wants to live.
Perhaps his words spurred Jiang Qingluan; she slowly collected herself, nodded at Yang Xiao, "Sorry, I lost myself."
Night wore on; Yang Xiao felt sleepy and tired. After all, his spiritual power was depleted from rescuing Jiang Qingluan, he needed rest, and tomorrow still held important tasks.
"Miss Jiang, you should take the first night watch; if you can’t keep on, wake up," Yang Xiao suggested.
He was considering Jiang Qingluan’s, and his own safety; at this point, there were at least two ’Substitute Deaths’ present, for now, the two shouldn’t fully fail.
Therefore, he judged the most dangerous period for him and Jiang Qingluan tonight would likely be before dawn, during the early morning hours, the second half of the night.
Yang Xiao left that most dangerous ti to himself.
"Got it." Jiang Qingluan certainly understood Yang Xiao’s goodwill, obediently nodding.
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