Machines
編集者: Atlas Studios
The fleeing refugees were all commoners so they would not have the mentality of Chinese apostles to choose to return and save their companions.
Both parties were locked in an endless heated argument. The Chinese apostles, who were without their superpowers, were a minority as compared to the natives. They were about to be outvoiced.
A blinding light shone over them and caught everyone by surprise. Facing the light source, they closed their eyes as the light was too bright.
They had not seen light for a long time and they were overjoyed to experience brightness again.
"Is that light?"
"Someone brought along a torchlight."
"Yay! We can see again."
Zhao Yao scanned the refugees with his torchlight to look for traces of the Chinese apostles as they were worth 200 experience points each. Though Zhao Yao had many experience points, his philosophy was to take care of the pences and the pounds would take care of themselves.