It seems that from now on we are about to enter a period of temporary peace, for Feng Che and them, this can actually be regarded as a precious welfare, in today's world where the degree of desperateness is related to the low ratio of survival conditions and future hopes, vacations have become the most luxurious thing.

After meeting He Bing, the five members of the team returned to their own rooms, and several people who had unconsciously regarded the pursuit of efficiency as their life purpose seized the time to adjust and restore their state. Just like a real warrior.

Feng Che didn't go to dinner, and he hadn't left the place since he returned to his room, which he had been regarded as 'home' at some point.

Because He Bing had only simply treated the two of them before, although the injuries on Feng Che's body had improved greatly at this time, he could still feel the pain in his chest, from the inside out, not very intense, but there was no way to ignore it.

With his elbows propped on his knees, his hands hanging down, his head hanging and his back hunched, Feng Che had not felt his body as heavy as it was today for a long time, his head was as drowsy as the room where the lights had not been turned on, and the blood, muscles, and bone marrow seemed to have turned into cement and steel bricks at this moment—this building, which was usually magnificent and majestic, was crumbling at this moment, as if it could collapse at any moment.

God knows what kind of pressure he was carrying that would make Feng Che, who thought he was already quite good at bearing, fall into this overwhelmed appearance.

"Roar.."

In the end, he still couldn't hold back, Feng Che saved his head with two hands, grinned his teeth, and finally let out a roar similar to that of a beast, it could be heard that Feng Che had seized this opportunity, venting very hard, his voice was hoarse and heavy, and every vibration in the roar was venting endless depression. Similarly, it can also be heard that Feng Che suppressed it very hard, suppressing the roar that should have shocked others at the bottom, and squeezing it out from the middle of his throat, although it was venting, it was not pleasant.

In the end, Feng Che just shook his head, and after rubbing his face with both hands, Feng Che stood up and turned on the lights in the room, and after the light refilled almost all the corners of the room, Feng Che made a look that even the haze in his heart had been dispelled, and tried to hook the corners of his mouth.

"Life still has to go on."

This self-talk was the only sound that had appeared here since Feng Che walked into the room.

No matter what his true mood was, Feng Che finally returned to his original state on the surface. He slowly walked to the table and sat down, opened the computer in front of him with ease, and then logged on to the organization's internal website as a matter of course.

This website seems to be the only social platform for most members of the organization now, after all, the number of people who can actually meet on weekdays is quite limited, and when they go out on missions, there is even less hope, so this website has unwittingly become a place for members of the organization to share intelligence information with each other - as for the original chat nonsense water posts, basically no longer exist, after so long, it seems that everyone has become less and less of this kind of thought.

"Look at what's going on on this side of the base these days when I've been away lately."

This was Feng Che's thoughts when he didn't turn on the computer at first, after all, even he didn't have much of an advantage over ordinary members in terms of access to information.

But when Feng Che had just refreshed the page, the first post that caught his eye made his whole face freeze slightly.

Competent Casualty Record-11 (Live Update)

This title, which resembles the name of the file, is at best only more attractive because of the topic of those with abilities, but what really makes Feng Che care, or can be said to be uneasy, is the number and the notes.

Without hesitation, Feng Che opened this post directly, he didn't dare to be in a hurry, Feng Che looked at it patiently from the beginning.

"This organizational mission for all capable individuals has so far resulted in the death (confirmed) of 11 capable individuals, seven serious injuries and even disabilities, and in addition, a five-person team has lost contact, as detailed below.

"Note: We have not received a warning from the organization that this information is not allowed to be disseminated."

Feng Che's fingers trembled slightly, but he still pulled the page down.

"Li Tengbin, male, 35 years old, superpower: ......"

A list of deaths, a list of people who were almost held in their arms, eleven people, eleven capable people, eleven of them died in City A or its surroundings in less than ten days, the strongest group of members of the ZC organization!

Li Tengbin, Feng Che still remembers that this middle-aged man is a member of Su Chen's team! Why, even that unpredictable and powerful guy can't keep his teammates? What kind of crisis are they encountering?

Looking at the names sliding by, looking at the information of each of them, Feng Che's memory is very good, so it is also unfortunate, because he has carefully read the information list of all the abilities before the martial arts, so when Feng Che sees each name, the appearance of that person can appear in his mind, although some of these people, he has never talked to them, but the rabbit died and the fox was sad, just thinking that these people were no different from his own identity, Feng Che felt a burst of heart palpitations.

I don't know where the person who posted this post got the information from, but just looking at the information that is conclusive, some of them even state the cause of death, plus it has been preserved by the website management by default, and its credibility should be quite guaranteed. But Feng Che would rather believe that it was just a joke.

It was Liu Zipeng's team that lost contact, Feng Che still remembered that this guy whose ability was named "Rong", after the original martial arts exercise, because his team was the first to be eliminated from the whole team, and after the martial arts exercise, he also complained to himself a lot, saying that if he hadn't teamed up with his teammate Kong Ning to send away Xing Qianli of the Molong team in the end, he would really be embarrassed.

This Liu Zipeng was one of the first few people who publicly expressed his support for himself when the "Newcomer Alliance" was not established, because of this reason, Feng Che's personal relationship with him was much closer than that of other newcomers, and this guy who was not much different from his own age also had a rare appetite for Feng Che.

But now this guy is out of touch.

The team of five people, including him, suddenly disappeared from a city in A, which can be described as an ambush on all sides.

"It is rumored that during the last communication with Liu Zipeng's team, three people, including the captain Liu Zipeng, were seriously injured, and Liu Zipeng himself lost an arm, and Liu Zipeng himself lost an arm, and Liu has reported to the organization that he wants to lead the team back to the base, but until today, there is no trace of his team, and the team has never contacted the organization again."

Looking at the pale words on the screen, Feng Che unconsciously clenched his fists, although his eyes were still calm at the moment, but the blood droplets that slipped from his palms and fell to the ground had completely betrayed him.

Feng Che suddenly had a feeling.

It was a long time ago, when the virus antibodies had not yet been developed and the members who were on missions outside were constantly dying, that feeling of waking up suddenly after dreaming of the tragic death of a teammate.