The three of them looked at him in disbelief.
"With your ability, you should be suited to guarding the city walls below. How did you end up being assigned to the watchtower?" the player holding the telescope finally managed to squeeze out this sentence.
"Are the watchtower's enemies all flying creatures?" Xu Shuo inquired.
"Pretty much, which is why we need some ability to control the airspace, although it doesn't have to be particularly strong," the player wielding the bow and arrow replied.
"Hmm, maybe it's because our team really is too small?" the player who had brought Xu Shuo over mused.
Because in the past two days, some players on their team had died, while others had finished their punishment tasks and returned, leaving only three of them by today.
This was indeed too few for the watchtower faction, which was why he had been certain earlier that Xu Shuo would definitely be assigned to the thirty-sixth squad.
Now it had really happened.
The scene fell silent.