Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique Chapter 430: 112 I'm Done Talking3

Chapter 430: Chapter 112 I’m Done Talking_3

The goal was simple. Sandra wanted to probe Link’s vigilance.

The seemingly pointless conversation with Link was actually Lanny trying to explain sothing, and Link indicating that there was no need for explanation.

So things do not need to be fully explained, as long as one understands what is implied.

“Okay, I agree.”

Without giving it a thought, Link agreed to Lanny’s request for alliance after hearing it.

In a new team, having an ally with familiar origins is always beneficial, especially when standing alone is tough.

“During the eting later, you might be challenged. Just ignore them.”

Lanny’s face lit up with joy. She imdiately shared an intel, “The one who will be in charge of biological research with you will be Tiffany Colonna from the pure-blood family of the local West Coast.”

“Hmm… Colonna?”

Link pondered to himself, quickly recalling Scott Colonna whom he’d beaten into a disabled state.

He understood why Tiffany Colonna, whom he had never t before, might be hostile towards him.

He couldn’t help feeling sowhat speechless.

These large families were indeed annoying.

Just because he had beaten up a reckless mber, he got involved elsewhere.

It all felt like a tight spider web. Dense and complex.

“I see, thank you for the warning.”

Link nodded, thanking her.

“Let’s go. Let’s go to the eting together.”

Without any comnt, Lanny stood up and walked out.

Link followed her out.

A tent had been set up in the centre of the Hexagram.

The temporary command centre was situated in this tent.

Lanny led Link into the empty tent to wait for the start of the eting convened by Sandra.

The rest of the mbers of the mini legion gradually arrived.

All eight mbers in charge of reconnaissance and combat, including Sandra herself, belonged to major families from the headquarters of the academy.

Their deanor and impressions gave off no sense of haughtiness, but instead made one feel respected and valued.

On the other hand, Tiffany Colonna from the pure-blood family of the local West Coast, and Fred Percival, soone Link had not seen or heard of before, both embodied a condescending and domineering air.

“Everyone’s here. Let’s start the eting,” Sandra said as she stood in the center of the camp, clapped her hands gently to attract attention, and called up a holographic projection of the terrain and topography of the Level 3 Insect World as a backdrop, beginning to speak.

“We’ll skip the introductions for now. Once the mission is over and I’ve decided who can remain in my team, then it will not be too late for introductions at that ti.”

“Otherwise, it’s just a waste of ti.”

“For this mission, the objective given by the Supre Council is to investigate the ecological structure, abnormal changes, and cause of anomalies in the Insect Race of this Insect World.”

“Personally, I have added three more objectives. First, I want a nest; second, I want a thod to control the Insect Race; and lastly, I want a thod to strengthen the Insect Race.”

“I hope, everyone can work together to complete these six objectives.”

“Now, let clarify everyone’s roles and responsibilities.”

“Myself and the seven of you will take care of reconnaissance and combat. If nothing else, at least we would be able to go in and out unscathed.”

“If anyone, whether due to subjective or objective reasons, causes a lapse leading to loss of life…”

“I’m sorry, you’re not welco in my team.”

“You two, Lanny Taylor and Mr. Percival here, you’re in charge of logistics and dical.”

“You two, Ms. Colonna and Link Grande, are in charge of biochemical research. I know there may be so conflict between you, or there might not be. But I hope, there really wouldn’t be.”

“I’ve said all that I need to.”

“Who agrees? Who disagrees?”