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Hearing his words, everyone revealed an anxious expression, each furrowing their brows in continued contemplation.
Zhang Xiaoman, seeing their faces, felt somewhat surprised.
He had come here to activate the gang, but unexpectedly, these guys ended up being more anxious than he was.
But then again, it made sense.
People in their tight-knit circle were already extraordinarily passionate about these things.
They could be said to be die-hard fans of mysterious adventures.
Sailing aimlessly on the sea every day could fill them with endless joy, not to mention now that they had truly encountered what might be the ruins from legends.
Just being able to come to this mysterious island was already astonishing to them, and now the process of solving riddles to enter the ruins was fully satisfying their cravings.
Of course, Zhang Xiaoman was very grateful for this.
Reality was always more difficult than imagination.
