Spare Me, Great Lord!

A Chinese elite team was thus formed under Meng Jingchan’s lead…

Actually, those unable to join the group named Team Jingchan were rather envious of Lu Shu.

In their eyes, the team consisted purely of Class D Practitioners, which appeared to have a much more promising prospect than other groups of varying abilities…

Meng Jingchan suddenly raised a question, “Has anyone been to remains before?”

She looked around, only to see shakes of the head. It was a rare opportunity for the individual Practitioners to enter the remains. Before Li Xianyi’s return to the Golden Foundation, all unaffiliated Practitioners were refused entry to remains by major organizations, unable to even steal some leftovers.

Thus, their disposition towards the Foundation could be traced down to their offering of benefits.

Certainly, their hostility would target the Foundation just like how they did to the major organizations if the former became a hindrance to their interests.

Vested interest had long since been the goal of most activities.

Meng Jingchan’s eyes swept through the over twenty team members one by one, and skipped Lu Shu subconsciously. After all, how could a mere Class E have experience within remains when other Class D’s did not?

She smiled sweetly, “Since we are all Chinese people, we must have one another’s back in the remains. When we get out, we can call one another comrades-in-arms. Here I vow, I am willing to offer anything I find that may be of any help to you.”

Lu Shu nodded his head in appreciation of the girl’s generosity. She was also aware that personal interest, not slogans, was the key to binding a team together.

In any case, the Golden Foundation was the only organization that acted on ideologies.

It was an effective ice breaking technique. Another person replied, smiling, “Count me in. If I find anything suitable, I am willing to offer it to you too. Of course, don’t forget me if you find anything I can use. I’m water type…”

However, it was always easier said than done. Who knows what would happen in the event of finding treasures?

At the moment, the team was directed towards a more friendly and all beneficial direction under Meng Jingchan’s guidance. In Lu Shu’s opinion, the significance of such small-scale organizations was help and support in the remains, or a sense of psychological security. The possibility of a long-lasting connection was slim.

Lu Shu volunteered too, “Same. If I find something…”

But a middle-aged man interrupted, “Little Lu, just keep yourself safe for now. Take the opportunity of the rich Spirit Qi in the periphery to increase your level.”

Lu Shu raised his brows in defiance. Who’s your Little Lu? Do you have the right to address me that way? It suddenly reminded Lu Shu of those office newbies in the TV dramas, being bossed around to serve others…

But it did not bother him too much. He was only here for fun and clearly was not interested in any further connections.

In the remains, camaraderie was pointless. Yours is yours and mine is mine, do they not have any bloody idea of that?

In this aspect, Lu Shu would never show his modesty. He was fighting for a better life for Xiaoyu and himself! Thus, his competitors were equivalent to his enemies…

Moreover, for the past two experiences, his rivals in the remains were either the Heavenly Network or Daoyuan Class students, rendering it impossible to forcefully take things from them. But this time, he could do whatever he wanted to!

When darkness fell upon the island, Lu Shu dragged Lu Xiaoyu into their conversation, mainly to give her some exposure on the outside world.

But Lu Xiaoyu’s age startled many, “Lu Mu, as a Class E, how can you protect your younger sister? How absurd!”

Lu Xiaoyu was stunned for a long moment, Lu Mu? Class E? She rolled her eyes at once before going back to her snacks…

The middle-aged man named Mo Shengqi started recounting about the various major organizations like a story-teller. People like him existed everywhere, and they always seemed to know everything under the sun despite their incompetence at work.

There were also those who could not even afford a 100,000-yuan car but were dead familiar with all brands of vehicles.

“Nowadays, the Department of Faith Theory in Europe has the strongest average capabilities. They enjoy a complete set of inherited skills and even cultivation resources provided by disciples. Thus, DFT is the head of all major European organizations. Its predecessor was the Court of Religious Judges. Though strong, they lacked manpower.”

“The most important heritage in Europe is kept by the DFT as well. Moreover, other associations are kind of special. While we can awaken to magical powers, they can bring the bloodline of ancient deities back to life. The Deities is a representative of such organizations.”

“The North Americans have the Phoenix Society. They have no inherited skills and only Metahumans. But it’s said that they are already able to stimulate awakening.”

“The Kalorlo in India have inherited skills too. But they were greatly damaged in the Beimang remains early this year and are currently trying to restore their power.”

“Egypt and other Middle East countries…” Mo Shengqi spluttered on before lowering his voice mysteriously, “Actually, as Chinese people, our main enemies are the Japanese Collection of Gods. Despite having a few doves in the past, they were soon wiped out by the internal chauvinists. Furthermore, their people are here too. If we run into them inside, fight if you can or run if you can’t. They will never be friendly to us.”

Lu Shu’s eye brightened, as expected, Collection of Gods was indeed Japanese. Since they were here, he must treat them well!

Meanwhile, a group of ferries were arriving at the coast, fully loaded with Practitioners. Li Yixiao was easily recognizable in the crowd…

The distinguished Heavenly King actually took a packed ferry with the other Practitioners…

Besides, Li Yixiao was wearing a cap and a mask, as if unwilling to be recognized. He had put them in his backpack ever since he realized the mistake at the market earlier.

Having seen Lu Shu from afar, Li Yixiao immediately walked towards him, elated. But before he spoke, Lu Shu stood up when others had yet to notice, “Hello, I am Lu Mu, a strength-type Class E.”

Li Yixiao was stunned, but understood at once. Then, he took a glance at the circle of people on the beach. Amused, he greeted them with a smile, “Hello, everyone. I am Li Dafang, Class F!”

The corner of Lu Shu’s lips twitched in shock…

Meanwhile, Meng Jingchan gave him a polite smile, “My apologies. We do not accept Class F’s here…”

Li Yixiao, “???”