Invincible from Seeing the BOSS's Health Bar

The appearance of demons caused quite a bit of chaos for the team.

People who originally had opinions about the team’s position adjustments mostly kept silent.

Not for anything else, just to stay in the team.

This is not a child’s play, nor is it a nonprofit organization like the Rebel Army.

This was a large team formed temporarily by those seeking protection from the leader.

In theory, the team leader is not even obligated to ensure their safety.

After realizing this, many people became much more honest.

It can be said that after encountering demon threats, even their gazes became much clearer.

But relatively, some people became more extreme.

”The wilderness is so dangerous, moving us to the outskirts of the team, isn’t that just making us scapegoats!”

”Who says we didn’t contribute? Being on the outskirts is already making the greatest contribution to the team! I demand that positions within the team be rotated among everyone instead of fixed who stays inside or outside!”

The team began to have unstable elements.

Fang Yu was too lazy to manage it, Song Zhenrong wouldn’t manage it, so these voices persisted, vaguely influencing some people.

However, the masses are not blind.

When even having food becomes a problem, being in any area of the team isn’t that important.

And after traveling all day, as night fell, Song Zhenrong assigned people to cook several large pots of rice within the team and distributed it to everyone, all complaints and discontent temporarily vanished.

The majority of the team was still comprised of bottom-level people.

And those at the bottom had experienced disasters.

So they knew, under such circumstances, receiving a full meal was a great favor.

Moreover, this meal wasn’t just simple rice; it also included a lot of meat, which was better than the rations they used to have!

”This meat...”

Liu Bixin appeared somewhat perplexed.

If he guessed correctly, this meat could be from that Pig Demon this morning...

Demon meat isn’t something everyone has the opportunity to eat.

And not everyone can handle demon meat.

Rumor has it that mighty Martial Artists like to eat demon meat to enhance their Qi-Blood.

But if demon meat is not handled properly, it can be life-threatening.

For ordinary people like him, who have never eaten such a thing in their life, eating it was a bit nerve-wracking.

Luckily, after seeing others eat it without issue, he began eating it voraciously.

If the leader wanted to harm them, he wouldn’t need to provide this meal, and within a few days, deaths would occur in the team, so naturally, there was no need for such actions.

What Liu Bixin didn’t know was that for this bit of demon meat, merchants in the team had offered high prices.

But Fang Yu wasn’t interested, leaving a bit for himself to eat and try, while the rest was handed over to Song Zhenrong to deal with.

If it were a powerful demon, like the Great Demon of Endless Blood from the night in Thunder City, letting Ding Hui handle it could possibly increase Experience Points after consumption.

But for the blood and meat of such little demons, for Fang Yu now, it essentially has no effect, similar to ordinary pork, merely for satiety.

”Hmm—”

Ding Hui yawned and stretched lazily.

She slept the entire day, the jostling of the carriage on the road didn’t wake her.

She only woke up when the sunset fell, yet still looked tired.

Logically, Ding Hui, being a Martial Artist, with a Blood of 100, should have a better constitution than ordinary people and wouldn’t need daytime recovery sleep.

But Fang Yu understood, Ding Hui was exhausted.

According to Monk Quan Heng, during the few days when he was unconscious, Ding Hui cared without rest.

Until he woke up, Ding Hui finally slept peacefully.

But such rest was insufficient.

Even with Ding Hui’s constitution, compensating for those exhausting days required good rest for a period.

”Mr. Diao.”

After busying himself, Song Zhenrong came again to report.

This time, he brought people behind him whose abilities had greatly improved since this morning.

[Zheng Jiajun: 3000/3000.]

[Pang Yuzhu: 3551/3551.]

[Xiu Gefei: 3000/3000.]

[Park Henzhi: 3846/3846.]

[Shen Yunfan: 4316/4316.]

Each of these five people had the demeanor of a Foolish Underworld Captain.

Compared to Song Zhenrong, they were certainly far inferior.

But compared to those with less than a hundred Blood this morning, they could be considered very powerful combat forces.

”Who are these people?”

Fang Yu asked in confusion, and Ding Hui also looked at these people.

”They are people I just selected from the private guards of some merchants, after discussions, to assist us in managing the team and are among the best choices to ensure the team’s safety. We’ve only discussed a few for now; I will continue to talk with others to borrow some manpower to organize the Guard Team for the team to ensure safety.”

Song Zhenrong said earnestly.

This matter had been previously mentioned by Song Zhenrong to Fang Yu, so upon being brought up, Fang Yu understood.

If the people this morning with less than a hundred Blood were to assist in managing the team, then these people were enforcers.

”They’re generous.”

Fang Yu laughed.

With considerable strength, these people would be excellent talents in Thunder City, and those merchants offering such experts for their safety, which is quite generous indeed.