Seeing Lin Xinghai's leaving figure, several people looked at each other awkwardly.

"Ahem! Maybe something went wrong in the process, but the result is still good. We have made friends with the first genius of Donghai Academy, right? Okay, I'll go do the task first." Guan An was the first to react, coughing slightly.

Then he walked away.

The rest of the people are pretty much the same.

However, Lin Xinghai's incident spread at an extremely fast speed, causing waves one after another.

As for Lin Xinghai himself, he came back to the LCD screen and looked up at the tasks that kept scrolling out.

Lin Xinghai was only watching those second-level rescue missions at this time.

Because among all the tasks, this type of task is the shortest in time, and in order to attract strong teams to rescue, the reward will generally be higher than that of normal tasks.

Of course, the risk will also be much higher.

After all, if it is not dangerous, the soldiers at the frontline stronghold can handle it themselves, so why send out a rescue mission?

Soon the information on the large LCD screen was refreshed again. When Lin Xinghai scanned it again, his eyes instantly fell on a piece of information marked in red.

Because only emergency tasks that require rescue will be marked in red, and the redder the color, the more urgent the situation.

Compared with the light red or pink color under normal circumstances, the background color of this message is directly blood red.

This means that the situation has reached an extremely dangerous level, and even the stronghold that sent out the call for help may be destroyed at any time.

Lin Xinghai checked the content instantly. The goal was to rescue a stronghold 20 kilometers away, and he was required to arrive within 10 minutes.

This stronghold is being besieged by thousands of abyssal creatures. Of course, this is not the point. The point is that the team is led by two second-level mutant zombies, and they are called "Deathclaws" and "Spitters" respectively.
Chapter completed!