"What do we do now?" The former's expression was also a bit befuddled for a moment.

R, with a grin that was not quite a smile, "Didn't you originally have a whole plan?"

"True, but this guy..." He looked troubled, "Could this be some bastard's alt coming to mess with me?"

"Didn't you say this was the newcomer from that hot post?"

The man rolled his eyes in silence, "That was just my guess, what kind of newcomer would act like that?"

R thought about it and nodded, "So who do you think this person's style resembles?"

The former spread his hands, "Only a few people have so much free time right now, the most likely is the guy from Chenxing, only he would have such a wicked sense of humor."

"Then do you think he recognized you?"

"Impossible," he shook his head repeatedly, "Do you think that guy has the brains?"

R couldn't help but smile and nodded.

He looked at the reply on the screen, "Why don't you try the 'Differentiation Skill' on him."

"Hm?" The man turned around, pushed up his black-rimmed glasses, and looked at the other with a bit of respect, "Differentiation Skill? This isn't a Grey Area, it's not only within the rules of the Alliance but also one of the more core ones; that doesn't sound like you."

"Don't you want to find out if this person is really one of them? This is the best way, isn't it?" R answered casually.

The former hesitated, "But if he really is a newcomer, wouldn't we be harming him? If someone finds out, he's finished."

"Yichi, do you trust me?" R asked.

"Honestly, not really."

R glared at him.

"Alright, let me hear your thoughts."

"No thoughts," R shook his head, "Don't worry, we can't harm him. Guess what level this person would be if he really is a newcomer?"

The man stroked his stubbled chin, furrowing his brows slightly. He was reluctant to admit that such a prodigy could exist, but there was also a hint of excitement.

If this score is from a newcomer, what then?

The person was once known as the first genius after the Stargate Era, but even he hadn't left such an impressive mark on the Multi-Polarity Sphere.

And yet...

Suddenly, he fell silent, staring at the screen with eyes full of longing, his lips pursed, and he did not speak for a moment.

Seeing his expression, R understood and sighed, patting his shoulder, "Don't worry, it's not over yet."

"But..."

"Feeling unsure?"

He exhaled heavily, uncommonly frank, and nodded. "Of course, I'm afraid. You and I both know too well what this line of work is like. I'm afraid I've already missed the best opportunity, afraid I've forgotten those things I used to pride myself on—"

He slammed his fist onto the glass panel, "If it weren't for those bastards, it wouldn't have come to this."

R was also somewhat silent, and after a while, he softly replied, "Have some confidence in yourself."

The man sighed deeply, "But I'm worried that there's not enough time," he shook his head, "The situation in the Murky Domain is just the beginning; what's more, who says those guys won't strike from behind again?"

"Moreover—"

"Enough, let's not talk about this," R replied, "Send it to him, let's see who this really is."

"But I'm just worried," the former said, frowning as he looked up, "you know, like that time..."

"It won't be."

R's eyes sparkled with a deep light:

"Someone is digging their own grave."

...

Luo Yu looked up, checking Mr. Greyrock's status, ticking off each box on the clipboard before hanging it on the side of the Beast Pens and turning around.

"How is it, nothing wrong with Mr. Greyrock?" Tianlan asked with a worried expression.

"Don't worry, little girl, your Burden Beast was just a bit frightened, it'll be fine once it gets used to the rough sea environment," Briana replied, smiling.

This Elf Princess glanced over at Fang Hong, laughing, "You should care more about your Captain than this creature; I think he is faring much worse than this cute little furball."

Only an elf, with their long life spans, would refer to a Burden Beast as a cute little furball.

Fang Hong, looking pale, sat on the side, after hearing her words he weakly smiled, a smile uglier than crying. He never dreamed that his dream had barely set sail, that the boat of his plan had barely lifted anchor, before he almost capsized.

Believe it or not.

A future great explorer (self-proclaimed), who had promised someone to create the world's finest Adventure Group, a future Lord Captain.

Was seasick—

Yes, seasick.

Fang Hong thought he had prepared everything for the adventure, but he had never imagined that he would fail on this least likely issue.

He was particularly nauseous, almost vomited out his stomach on the first day, dizzy and terribly nauseated. If it hadn't been for the Elf Princess administering a small bottle of Magic Potion, he likely would have passed out by now.

But what completely baffled him— he was never seasick on Earth.

"But Brother Ade said that he is not in serious trouble," Tianlan turned back, looking at the weakened Fang Hong, batting her eyes.

Fang Hong blushed upon hearing this.

Hilveld also lowered her head and chuckled softly.

Reed tapped on his pipe, squinting and saying, "Fuli, the male species are all about pride; it's an instinct, and our human boys are no exception."

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