Can I not worry?
This time, Supervisor is highly likely to be at the bottom again. The more times she's at the bottom, the greater her pressure becomes. The greater the pressure, the more worried and indecisive she becomes—it's almost a vicious cycle.
"So that's how it is." Bai Fu nodded, "Although the Flood Disaster is terrifying, my followers are the Undying People. I believe they could make a significant contribution in this task."
Green Mud shook his head in regret, "It's true they are the Undying People, but faced with the overwhelming swarm of bugs, their numbers are still too few. They won't be able to play a big role just yet; they need more growth."
Bai Fu couldn't help but smile.
Right, over ninety players indeed seemed too few, but who said she only had over ninety players?
"What if I could bring even more Undying People?"
"What?" Green Mud was stunned, "More Undying People? You mean there are more of them than these?"
