Published: February 8, 2025
"Thank you to the many friends such as Wuxing Hunpo, 740608, Wei Feng, Azelas, and Leng Qiu."
Peng Liang sat on a stool, his eyes slightly closed, trying to maintain the boss's prestige and dignity.
This was a complete failure of an operation.
It was almost ruined right at the beginning; he didn't even see clearly what they obtained from the spinning wheel and had to flee in chaos.
As of now, less than forty people managed to return alive.
They lost more than three-quarters of their fighters!
Whether Peng Liang admitted it or not, the surging power battle team was about to disappear from the ranks of Linhai's top teams, and it was even uncertain whether they could continue to survive in this place.
Peng Liang knew he had to do something to stabilize his current position.
He was very clear about why he could become a five-star evolver in such a hellish place like Linhai.
Without these subordinates to exploit, he would not be able to maintain the strongest combat power, and he would end up with nothing.
But the operation had failed, the losses were immense, and this caused the morale of the whole team to plummet. Various negative thoughts were also rising, and if things went poorly, the team could fall apart.
Peng Liang had to rally people's hearts, and even if his subordinates' feelings were not here, at least they had to be physically present to continue serving him.
In such circumstances, Peng Liang had to re-establish his authority.
How to establish it? In the apocalypse, undoubtedly, by showing more ferocity, cold-bloodedness, and bloodthirstiness.
And the target, the best choice right now, was naturally that newcomer!
Seeing his subordinates bring that person in, Peng Liang's gaze first fell on the silver battle knife that the man was carrying, and his eyes couldn't hide their surprise and greed.
He didn't expect that not only had a person come, but he also brought such a great gift.
Currently, the surging power team didn't have a single piece of silver-level equipment, and in the entire Linhai, he hadn't heard of anyone having more than two pieces of silver equipment.
Compared to the outside world, where resources were extremely scarce, good equipment was too few in Linhai.
However, Peng Liang was no fool; someone wielding such a weapon must have some backing. If it were a normal situation, he would definitely try to win that person over and recruit him into the surging power team.
But the situation was different now. Although he heard Yang Yixi say that this person came from the city, limited by the evolution level and vision, they did not realize that these words were very easy to see through for Peng Liang.
He almost knew everyone who possessed silver weapons, even from the other side of the city.
So Peng Liang speculated that this person came in through a passage or method that no one else had noticed.
In the apocalypse, there are no real fools, not to mention someone like Peng Liang, the boss of a team. Sitting there, contemplating, he had nearly guessed Ye Zhongming's origins.
What could be more suitable as a scapegoat than a rootless person who wields a silver weapon and came from the outside, possibly knowing how to escape the city?
It was almost as if it was specially prepared for Peng Liang.
Especially when Peng Liang saw Ye Zhongming, he was even more certain that this was a capable survivor but still not as powerful as himself!
Peng Liang stood up, stretched his neck, and slowly walked in front of his subordinates.
Looking at the number of fighters, which just exceeded eighty, and their suspicious eyes, Peng Liang’s heart hardened a little more.
"Everyone knows that this time we failed and suffered heavy losses."
His voice was low as Peng Liang began his performance.
"I admit that I have let everyone down; my carelessness has led the team to suffer the most serious losses since its establishment, and many brothers who followed me did not return."
Ye Zhongming crossed his arms and looked at the red-eyed Peng Liang, a strange expression on his face.