pjbooks Chapter 239 was quite fruitful.
Chapter 239 was quite fruitful.
After a brief pause, Mu Wanqing's holographic projection suddenly became clear.
An excitement unlike anything she had shown before shone on her face.
That emotion instantly dispelled the previous fatigue.
"very good."
Her voice regained its composure.
Yet, deep within his voice, there was still an uncontrollable tremor.
"Chen Yifan".
She spoke each word clearly and deliberately.
"I knew you could do it."
"You flatter me."
Chen Yifan responded without any change in expression.
He didn't say much.
The relationship between the two is maintained by the [Abyss Contract].
Mu Wanqing had provided him with a lot of help before.
Chen Yifan will remember this kindness.
He put away his communicator.
Mu Wanqing was not given another chance to continue praising.
The final battle cries faded, and the once bustling bank ruins were enveloped in an unsettling silence.
Chen Yifan stood amidst the ruins.
The dagger in his hand, its blade gleaming coldly, appeared and disappeared in the darkness.
He looked at Zhao Hu.
Zhao Hu kept his head down.
His gaze was fixed on his toes, avoiding Chen Yifan's eyes.
The burly man's face was filled with fear and confusion.
His past arrogance and disdain.
It was utterly shattered by the cruel reality before its eyes.
From initial disdain.
The confusion in the copy.
Then, witnessing Thor's fall firsthand.
Zhao Hu felt as if he had experienced a violent earthquake.
At that moment, a chilling "fear" gripped his throat.
"Zhao Hu".
Chen Yifan's voice was clear and carried an undeniable force.
"The South American branch team has been completely wiped out."
"Thor has also perished."
"Clean up the body and collect all valuable items."
Zhao Hu suddenly raised his head.
His eyes were complex, a mixture of emotions.
He struggled, as if trying to say something.
But in the end, the words that welled up in his mouth were silently swallowed back.
He gripped his shield tightly and strode toward the nearest charred corpse.
The body was so badly disfigured by lightning that it was unrecognizable.
"clear!"
Zhao Hu's voice was crisp and powerful.
His body had long since preceded his thoughts, completely obeying commands.
After experiencing a series of life-or-death situations, Zhao Hu clearly realized...
Following Chen Yifan, even in dangerous situations, there is a chance of survival.
Moreover, Mu Wanqing—the young lady in his eyes—had just clearly requested his full cooperation through that mysterious communication.
Chen Yifan didn't say much.
He glanced at Zhao Hu's retreating figure as he began clearing the battlefield, confirming his efficiency, before turning his attention to his own bank entrance.
Wang Fugui helped Lin Xiaoyu, and the two carefully made their way through the ruins to Chen Yifan's side.
Lin Xiaoyu's face was pale.
Previously, she had been using her talent to connect with the surrounding plants and survey the entire battlefield, which had consumed a lot of her mental energy.
but……
Her eyes remained clear.
There was no confusion in those bright eyes, but rather a deeper understanding.
"Brother Fan."
Lin Xiaoyu spoke softly, her tone filled with unconcealed worry.
She gazed into Chen Yifan's eyes.
"How are you?"
Chen Yifan twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a slight smile.
That smile, like a gentle breeze, dispelled the heavy, bloody stench amidst the ruins.
"Don't worry, it's alright."
He said.
"You and Fatty have worked hard too."
Wang Fugui smiled憨厚ly.
His camouflage uniform was stained with mud and blood, and his forehead was covered in dust.
He looked like a wild child who had just crawled out of the mud.
"Hey, Fanzi." He scratched his head and said simply, "What's this? We're brothers."
As Wang Fugui spoke, he carefully pulled a crumpled paper package out of his pocket.
Open it.
Inside was a small piece of dried meat.
He handed it to Lin Xiaoyu.
"Xiaoyu, eat something to replenish your energy."
Lin Xiaoyu took the dried meat.
She looked at Wang Fugui, her eyes filled with heartfelt gratitude.
Whether it's Chen Yifan or Wang Fugui.
They were all mentors in her life.
Her physical weakness made her feel dizzy.
She put the jerky into her mouth with a sweet smile on her face.
Chen Yifan looked around to make sure no enemy was missed.
He then began to take stock of the spoils.
In addition to the 435 Void Chips looted from Thor, members of Thor's team and the South American branch also contributed a lot of good stuff.
A lightning-attribute S-rank armor.
It remained intact even after being struck by lightning.
The armor features a streamlined design and is adorned with intricate lightning patterns.
It emitted a faint electric light.
Chen Yifan weighed it in his hand.
Its heavy, substantial texture indicates its powerful defensive capabilities.
A rechargeable hand cannon.
The design is rugged.
The muzzle gleamed with a dark luster, clearly indicating that it had undergone multiple modifications.
And, the weapon Caitlin used.
There are also a few precious energy crystals.
They are about the size of a thumb, crystal clear, and contain powerful spiritual energy fluctuations.
A spatial ring was also found on the South American branch leader.
It was filled with various supplies and some loose chips.
These are all real, tangible benefits.
"These crystals and supplies."
Chen Yifan distributed the items that were suitable for them.
"Fugui, wear this lightning-attribute armor first; it will effectively increase your defense."
A hint of unease flickered across Wang Fugui's honest face at the unexpectedly generous gift.
"Fanzi, this...this is too precious. I..."
"Stop talking nonsense."
Chen Yifan interrupted him, his tone leaving no room for argument.
"A strong team is the foundation for long-term development."
"Your defense is the lifeline of the team."
Zhao Hu watched from a distance as Chen Yifan distributed the spoils, his movements pausing for a few seconds.
In the end, nothing was said.
Chen Yifan then looked at Lin Xiaoyu.
"Xiaoyu, take these energy crystals. Your sensory abilities are being used up quickly and you need to replenish them frequently."
Lin Xiaoyu accepted the crystal.
A light touch with fingertips.
A surge of pure spiritual energy invigorated her.
"Thank you, Brother Fan."
Zhao Hu had finished cleaning up by then.
He carried a heavy package and walked up to Chen Yifan.
The package contained the spoils he had looted from all the corpses, mainly identity cards of various professionals and some scattered Void Chips.
"It's all here."
Zhao Hu said, his tone no longer revealing any resentment.
Chen Yifan carefully collected all the chips.
He took inventory.
They acquired a total of over five hundred chips, plus Thor's.
This trip was incredibly rewarding.
"What should we do with these chips?"
Lin Xiaoyu sensed the chips that emitted faint energy fluctuations and asked.
"Keep it for now."
Chen Yifan said.
"Let's talk about it after we leave here."
These virtual chips were the key to Mu Wanqing's victory.
And this "qualification" is accompanied by such a cruel selection process.
There must be something more valuable hidden within them than the chips themselves.
Mu Wanqing must win.
Chen Yifan knew it.
Mu Wanqing's urgency may stem not only from her own interests but also from some kind of strategic maneuvering for a larger, more powerful force.
Let's go!
Chen Yifan composed himself, his eyes deep and thoughtful.
He looked ahead, as if he had pierced through layers of ruins.
"Go and meet up with Mu Wanqing."