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Chapter 396: Chapter 394: Reserving a Spot

I’ll stake a claim here.

Edit in the early morning.

By the dock.

The morning fog spread.

The exhausted group who had escaped from the warehouse collapsed inside the spacious residential building, quietly waiting for the rescue boat to arrive.

Matthew stepped out of the residential building, wiped the damp steps, and sat down next to Bi Fang. Seeing him still fiddling with the drone, he asked curiously, “How is it, can you see clearly?”

Bi Fang let his hands droop and sighed as he handed over the drone, “No luck, it’s too dark, and the fire is reflecting too much. You can only see half a face, no matter how you adjust it, it’s useless.”

Matthew took the drone and, despite tweaking it countless times, still felt regret after learning the situation. He stared at the screen, but still couldn’t make out anything.

The light from the flames cast on the man’s sharp face, creating a mix of sensitivity, with a tall nose casting a shadow. One eye of the man was hidden in the darkness, the other cold and expressionless.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Last night, amidst the massive fire, Bi Fang risked his life to go back and capture footage. He saw the gang leader at a distance of sixty meters use a pistol to finish off a bandit leader and managed to capture half of his side profile.

[With half a face, they should be able to reconstruct it, right? Technology is so advanced now.]

[It’s a bit difficult, this is what I do. It involves light and shadow imaging, three-dimensional lighting, and muscle and skeletal analysis, all of which I’m boasting about.]

[Good lord, I woke up this morning and saw that it made the trending search. This person will never dare to show their face again (dog’s head).]

[I saw it too, the person in the photo must be utterly baffled. Anyone familiar will definitely recognize them.]

[Won’t Old Fang be retaliated against?]

[Emmmmm, you got a point there.]

[Afraid my arse, bring one and I will smash one, Old Fang will smash them all to bits.]

“Too bad the drone was discovered, couldn’t capture more footage.”

Bi Fang was a bit annoyed. Last night, he hid behind a wall and sent the drone out to film, but the opposing party was just too well-prepared. They even had infrared equipment, and the drone was spotted before it got close and shot at, leaving him with no choice but to flee.

In the end, it was a close call with no result. Sisko, having come up empty-handed as well, could only return with his people.

Matthew patted Bi Fang on the shoulder to comfort him, “It doesn’t matter. At least we know he’s Caucasian, right?”

Bi Fang forced a smile, about to say something, but then suddenly stood up.

Thinking something was wrong, Matthew also quickly got up, only to see that the hazy mist suddenly surged and a black bow of a boat appeared through the fog before everyone’s eyes.

Matthew was startled, “Is it the one from yesterday?”

“No, it’s not,” Bi Fang released the drone, letting it circle overhead, and quickly estimated the size of the vessel based on the bow. “It’s much smaller than yesterday’s. It’s not the same one.”

Realizing it wasn’t the same boat, Matthew was stunned for a moment but then quickly grasped the situation and exclaimed joyfully.

“Rescue boat!”

“Rescue boat?”

“Has the rescue boat arrived?”

“The rescue boat has come!”

Matthew’s shouting revitalized the sleepy and drowsy people, who all poked their heads out of the windows, looking at the distant boat and could not help but be overjoyed.

“Shh, quiet down first.” In the midst of excitement, Bi Fang threw cold water on everyone, “Whether it’s a rescue boat or not is still uncertain. Hide first, and let the boat get a bit closer.”

Hearing Bi Fang’s words, the people who had just been extremely excited sobered up like a cold shower had been dumped on them, remembering last night’s terrifying scene. The cold wind blew, and they withdrew their heads, leaving only their eyes silently watching.

Bi Fang then ran farther away to higher ground, watching the lettered vessel slowly approach. Judging from its shape, it was undoubtedly a fishing boat, matching the information given by Abbascan.

After mooring, several soldiers disembarked from the fishing boat and quickly spotted Bi Fang standing on the high ground.

The soldiers seemed to recognize Bi Fang, and upon seeing him, they saluted him militarily. Then one of them removed his rifle, handed it to a comrade, and ran toward the high ground alone.

Witnessing this scene, Bi Fang finally breathed a sigh of relief inside.

It was over.

…

The drone took to the sky, the sky clear and washed blue after last night’s rain.

“Saved over fifty people again, how does it feel?”

Matthew, scruffy as ever, sat on the bow deck, casually tossing over a bottle of mineral water. Looking at the survivors below who were crying and helping each other onto the boat, he was filled with an indescribable feeling.

“I’m so tired, I just want to sleep well. If it weren’t for you showing up, I wouldn’t need to be in this mess now, so please don’t follow me anymore, okay?”

“Wasn’t I helping you trend online?”

“Do I need that? Please, my female fans could circle from Antarctica to the Arctic Circle, okay?”

“Will I also get some female fans this time?”

Bi Fang chuckled but didn’t answer. He guzzled down an entire bottle of water and then sprawled face up on the deck, the sea breeze fluttering his hair.

“Every time I meet people, it’s never good. I always feel like I’m either rescuing someone or on my way to rescue someone. Just let me rest, please.”

“You’re bound to be famous, the world’s number one explorer…”

Matthew wanted to say more, but just as he opened his mouth, he heard the faint sound of snoring. He chuckled, shook his head, leaned on the railing, and slowly closed his eyes.

They hadn’t slept for two days straight.

…

[Ding! Congratulations to the Host for completing the mission: Ruins City. Rewards are being issued. Would you like to claim them?]

When Bi Fang woke up again, he was already in the rear of the eastern front of Abbascan, a place not much affected by the war, with well-preserved infrastructure.

Looking at the vast crowd in front of him and the leading officials, Bi Fang felt a headache coming on and put off claiming his rewards.

Anyone would feel groggy if they hadn’t slept for two days and then suddenly slept from dawn until evening, let alone having to deal with a big crowd.

Fortunately, people from Huaxia had also arrived. After briefly dealing with them, Bi Fang had a meal with everyone and then went back to the inn to continue his deep sleep.

It wasn’t until the next morning that Bi Fang’s mind completely cleared up. He gulped down a glass of warm water, sweeping away the fatigue from his body.

“Claim.”

He opened up the System, eager to claim the rewards for this mission.

Steel and concrete, barrages of bullets, the interlacing of cold gray lights and shadows, all eventually dissipated like bubbles.

[Detection: No reward upgrade available. Your final rewards are: 1 Skill Advancement Ticket, 2 Skill Upgrade Coupons, 3 Enhancement Points, 800 Wilderness Points, 1 Breakthrough Mission Indicator (unique and singular).]

The spoils were… decent.

Bi Fang touched his chin. Compared to the previous missions, the earnings this time didn’t seem too high. Was it because of the breakthrough mission?

Bi Fang tried to open the indicator but found it grayed out and unresponsive.

???

What’s going on?

A reward that I can’t use? What kind of reward is that?

Bi Fang was puzzled; this was the first time he had encountered such a situation. Was a reward that couldn’t be used even a reward?

Was there a prerequisite?

Looking at the gray indicator, Bi Fang could only think of this possibility. Helplessly, he decided to use the other rewards, first adding to strength and agility until they both reached fifteen, then prioritizing his physique.

After using two Enhancement Points, Bi Fang tried to enhance his physique to sixteen but was stunned to find that it failed!

The physique stat on his panel hadn’t increased, and the Enhancement Points hadn’t disappeared.

What’s going on, did the System crash? How could this be?

As this was Bi Fang’s first encounter with such a situation, he was somewhat baffled. Could fifteen be the System’s limit? But he didn’t feel anything at all. Was the human limit really that small?

His 100-meter sprint couldn’t even break ten seconds, could that be called a limit?

Just as Bi Fang was confused, he suddenly noticed that the once-gray Breakthrough Mission Indicator had turned gold.

There’s hope!

[Ding! Detection: The Host has met the prerequisite conditions for the breakthrough mission, which is now activated]

Mission one: Anoxic climb to the top of the world—Mount Everest.

Mission two: Protective gear-free deep-sea crossing—Tharp Debold Cave.

Mission three: Trekking across the Sea of Death—Lop Nur.

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