After a long time, Su Huan finally suppressed the autonomous deductions of his brain.
"Then why tell me this news? Aren't you afraid I won't go?"
"The general said that every Tier Four and above Evolver is a spark; not every spark will shine brightly, but the flame that can blaze across the wilderness must come from among the sparks."
When saying this, Qiu Chong finally revealed a smile, filled with determination and boldness.
Su Huan suddenly froze, and the image of that hunched old man and several segments of words buried deep in his heart surged in his mind.
"They encountered difficulties, go help them..."
"Comrade—"
"If these supplies are intact, then use them."
"Survive, use all your strength to evolve."
"We have no way out."
Su Huan closed his eyes but could still feel the images of those sixty-seven hours playing before his eyes, the roar of troop transports, the running footsteps of soldiers, the sound of guns rubbing against camouflage echoed repeatedly around him.
