1623: The Strongest Team

The Strongest Team

When everyone around them heard how strong Che Ruman's team was, they clamored to join them.2

In the end, Che Ruman haughtily picked a level-14 mystic cultivator as her teammate after picking and choosing.

The people who were still busy forming teams paused and chattered with envious looks at Che Ruman's team, "So strong!"

"Che Ruman's team should be the strongest team among us, right!"

Che Ruman was immensely proud when she heard the discussions. She smiled triumphantly and told the trio with crossed arms, "Little Fatty, if you regret it, come and find me. I can still give you another chance."

If not for the fact that this little fatty was a rare level-15 great mystic cultivator with formidable strength, she wouldn't bother with him after being snubbed again and again and again!

However, after Che Ruman said this, that level-14 mystic cultivator who had just joined her team couldn't help but darken his face.

So it turned out that he was only a substitute. If the little fatty were to join, then Che Ruman would most likely kick him out of the team?

The middle-aged mentor, Wei Xu, who had been standing at the edge of the crowd and looking on coolly reminded nonchalantly, "Do not forget the rules I laid out earlier. There must be more than one person on support in each team. Apothecaries, pill alchemists, physicians, and speed-type superhumans qualify."

"However, let me give you some friendly advice. I hope that each of your teams includes at least one pill alchemist or apothecary. You cannot imagine the extent of danger in the deepest part of the Lava Mountain Range."

The people in Che Ruman's team looked at each other.

Che Ruman turned to look at the newly-joined level-14 mystic cultivator. "Can you do support?"

That person shook his head sullenly.

Che Ruman shrugged her shoulders. "Then sorry, we need a level-14 mystic cultivator that can do support. Just someone who knows some simple medical skills."

Knowing some simple medical skills also acts as support, Che Ruman thought.

Afterall, the middle-aged mentor Wei Xu was only exaggerating to scare them.

Which academy didn't send mentors to follow the students they sent into dangerous places for practical training?

If there truly was extreme danger, the mentors would definitely rush out to save them!

That's why she thought that it was more reliable to have a teammate with peak offensive power. She did not really need those apothecaries and pill alchemists. They themselves had some necessary medicines which they could take at critical moments. What need was there in bringing along a weakling that was bound to get in the way?

A sleazy-looking man with a jutting mouth and an ape's chin who was in his twenties walked out from the crowd. He ogled Che Ruman's body with smiling eyes before doing the same to Qiao Mu's. He reflexively licked his lips and said, "I am an apothecary."

As a spoke, he released an extremely faint medicinal power.

Qiao Mu glanced over before promptly retracting her gaze. The gaze of that man with an ape's chin made her very uncomfortable. She had the impulse to gouge out his eyes herself.

Che Ruman creased her brows slightly.

She disdained this man's appearance, especially since he really did look sleazy.

But there was no better choice at the moment, so she sized him up. "You are only level 13."

"Yes, my lady. I am a level-13 mystic cultivator."

"Forget it, it'll be you." Che Ruman raised her chin arrogantly. "But let me be candid. Don't you go dragging our team down, otherwise I won't let you off."

"Ah, I understand, my honorable lady." That sleazy man stooped his back while giving an obsequious smile.

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