Chapter 65: The Rampaging Homicidal Maniac in the Rear Camp_2

They had already assumed the roles of two team leaders.

By directly taking action, they informed old Morpheus, that confidence didn't matter; simply act is enough.

A glint of approval flashed across Morpheus' old eyes.

What he liked the most were subordinates who worked in a swift and decisive manner.

"Temporarily none, pharmacists and potion development specialists aren't 'cabbages', growing randomly in any field," he said.

However, no matter how much he appreciated them, it didn't prevent old Morpheus from giving Link a hard time.

"Can't we use the previous people?"

Link frowned slightly and asked unwillingly, "After all, we should be able to pick out one or two people to atone for past mistakes."

Old Morpheus shook his head, and said solemnly, "Don't bother about this issue anymore. Those people have already been taken over by the front-line command post's counter-intelligence unit, I dare not intervene. Don't mess around and avoid unnecessary trouble."

"Yes."