"Damn, I got hit by bird sh*t again?! How am I this unlucky?" Yan Xiaosu shook his head. "The heck, the sky suddenly turned cloudy… is it going to rain... Ugh, Ouch! My legs, ouch..."
Suddenly, Yan Xiaosu felt a sudden jump in his heart, and his expression changed dramatically.
Wang Zheng was almost unable to hold on. He was not afraid and would not give up. However, the tide of bugs was endless. He was unclear as to the number that he had killed, but it was just merely the tip, as even more bugs streamed towards him, with even stronger classes amongst them.
On the other image, Max from the Clark Star had managed to complete his B-class mission. This was also something worthy of celebration, but no one was paying him any attention at this time.
"This kid is still enduring. He has the determination of our Aslanian people!"
