If one does not act for oneself, the heavens and the earth shall condemn them.
Everyone seated here for deliberation was of high status and power in the base. Nearly half would be abandoned, but none knew who among them would be the unlucky ones. Only one thing was certain: they would be excluded.
And what about those who remain?
Without Xing Yong's strength or Li Linhua's ability to stabilize the insects, there was no need to guess—the rest would have only one path, death.
At this point, everyone fell silent, for Xing Yong's proposal had surpassed their ability to bear.
"Bang!"
A loud sound erupted; they saw Li Linhua had slammed her hand onto the table.
The leader of the base looked at Xing Yong in disbelief and then said, "Are you aware of what you're saying? Alright, I think you're drunk. We don't need you here anymore. Go and rest!"
Li Linhua had made her choice.
