The waiting process was torturous.
Wen Xishu wasn't sure how this group would fare without him.
His worries were somewhat justified.
The team was indeed in trouble now.
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Unknown area.
It's hard to imagine that in a place full of ruins, such a well-preserved high-density mechanical district could still appear.
Hiding in the cargo unloading area, avoiding the cameras, the group hadn't even started fighting, and they were already in a dispute.
"The commander is doomed; you don't actually think he can survive, do you?"
"The Balance Curse... by the end of it, even if a fly flew in, someone was bound to die from the curse."
"I've seen the power of the curse in my hometown. I don't believe he can survive."
"What are you all thinking?"
Hacker Borg looked at the group.
The three shook their heads, denying his words. Colonel Devon said:
"What you need to do now is hack the cameras here quickly to avoid us getting gunned down. As for the commander, we trust him."
