Frey was completely heartbroken, so he went to make up for sleep in the afternoon.

It wasn't until the evening that he woke up for the first time, ate some more food, and then fell asleep again.

At noon the next day, Frey woke up from his drowsiness, and these days may be like the beginning of the mission, he can't even sleep too steadily, basically falling asleep with his eyes closed.

But soon he was awakened by the movement around him, and he couldn't sleep at all, and the subconscious sleep made his nerves extremely weak, however, after a day of making up for sleep, his mood also recovered a little, and even the unpleasant things that happened yesterday still remember, those things have become meaningless now, he is not wrong to protect his rights and interests at all, and others are not optimistic about him at all.

He can use his strength to shut them up, and a team that is cohesive by force will definitely not be cohesive.

Although hunters advocate force, especially individual heroism heroes, but sometimes, the counter-effect caused by the appearance of these heroes is far greater than the effect of direct destruction of the Zerg, and the cultivation of a team with tacit understanding is almost difficult to cultivate, and the character of the team members, no one will always be willing to succumb to the name of others and become a horse boy under the leadership of others.

Even now, Frey also feels the pain of being a horse boy, the result of his desperate efforts, in exchange for a word of disapproval, maybe he has been targeted by other hunters, this news will soon spread to everyone's ears, he can't, he always runs away in battle, no, he can't....

Although he still cares a lot about what happened yesterday in his heart, he doesn't want to put these things on the surface to tear his face and negotiate, there is no time, he thinks so.

After waking up, I immediately went to the medical tent from yesterday.

When they got there, there were already a few people standing outside the tent.

The tent had been lifted, no longer as closed as it had been yesterday, and old John, and Yannis, both of whom seemed to be in good spirits, were pushed out of the sanatorium by the young nurse.

Pushing the wheelchair out to bask in the sun, Yannis's condition was more serious, his whole body was tightly jumped by plaster casts and bandages, only one head was exposed outward, and only one part of the head could be moved, from the expression on his face, it seemed that he was not dead this time, and it was all up to emergency measures and luck to occupy a large component.

They seemed so excited, happy, and laughing happily.

There were also several hunters who were teammates here, and when they looked back, they seemed to have noticed the familiar figure behind them.

Yannis smiled at him, and all the hunters turned their heads and applauded him vigorously.

Frey was stunned by this sudden situation, and did not expect to meet again like this.

While he was still pondering whether to pass, Russell was already walking towards him.

Grabbing his arm, he lifted it to the sky and immediately announced: "To our hero, to show the highest honor of the hunter, that he has kept us all alive, and we show him our friendship." At this point, the hunters bowed slightly, and their fists were placed diagonally on their chests.

At the end of the salute, the hunter had a respectful look on his face.

This was the first time in his life, but he was still surprised and speechless, but it had only been one night, and not much time had passed, and everyone's opinion of him had changed their minds.

You know, just yesterday's incident, many of the hunters present looked extremely bad.

If the argument of inaction stabs the top of the association, I am afraid that he will be expelled directly.

"Eh, what's wrong with everyone, I'm embarrassed, did I do something wrong again?" Frey looked suspiciously at Russell.

Russell's face was smiling, but he didn't speak, and he wasn't the only one who was silent.

It's just that, at this moment, Yannis squeaks and creaks closer with a wheelchair.

"I told them that you were doing a great job, and they shouldn't look down on you." Yannis muttered in a low voice as he approached.

Although the voice was small, everyone present heard it solidly, and his ability was known to be a very high-end ability, and it was almost a gift from heaven to have an ability of this level.

Until now, the "Bond of Time", as a theory that has always been sealed in written textbooks, is a human being, and it is difficult for people to possess this kind of ability, and it can never happen to humans, because it is too special, speed, which is a barrier that only God can cross.

Let the user reach the speed of God, and at this speed, no one's strength is comparable to his.

Even if it is a high-defense brokeback flame centipede, this kind of zerg with amazing combat power, under this move, it is still like a fictitious thing.

If the situation is real, the situation of the brokeback flame centipede suddenly extinguishing the flame that day, and the body being dealt with by the wrong muscles and bones is very real, this is not a miracle, it is man-made.

Not only saved John, but also saved the lives of the entire team, all of them owe him a word of thanks, but how can ordinary thanks show respect and admiration for him, and the most appropriate and appropriate way to perform the highest honor hunter salute.

It wasn't supposed to be used on a new hunter to perform this special etiquette, but he couldn't think of a way to express his gratitude to the boy.

The other hunters also followed Russell's polite learning moves, unexpectedly, such a scene attracted bystanders, but this definitely did not affect the honor and self-esteem of being a hunter, it was precisely their self-esteem that drove them to do so, even if they were pointed at, some things that had to be done must be done first, otherwise, the semi-reorganized temporary team would fall apart in the next two months.

There are still many tasks to do, and there is no rush at this time.

"Sometimes I really want to pull you into my hunter group, but I heard that you seem to have formed a hunter team too, right, if you have time, we can work together, and I would like to know which lucky ones can be part of your team." Russell patted him on the shoulder with a sigh and smiled.

"The team is not full yet, so it can't be considered a formation yet." Frey muttered softly.

"Well, that's the way it is, it's over, two people were injured, one person left the team, we got a week to recuperate, and that's a good thing for us." Russell immediately clapped his hands, and everyone's thoughts converged at this time.

"Leaving the team?" Frey was shocked, he knew what it was like to leave the team, not so much to be abandoned by this team, but rather to say that the entire hunter group might not be able to tolerate the existence of that kind of person, even in the future, he established his own hunter group, and there would be no other hunter group willing to cooperate with each other.

Interpersonal relationships are not manifested in ordinary society, and the same is true in hunter society, if you offend a person.

Then, a large number of people behind the forces will be at odds with you, and at that time, there will be no place to act wherever you go.