"Find a way to ask the federation for more supplies, and let me know in advance if the federation comes to support you."

"Okay, I'll make arrangements."

Lu Yanlong expected that Fang Heng would not want to reveal his strength in front of the Western District Federation. He nodded, turned around and ran back to the outpost, and quickly logged off to inquire about federal intelligence.

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"Let them try their best to block it! Tell them that support will arrive soon, and they must wait for another 30 minutes. After the mission is completed, they can add 3,000 mission points!"

"Idiot, what does the Hydralisk Guild mean? Don't accept the task if you don't have the ability, and want to retreat before you can even hold on for thirty minutes? Do they want to continue doing business with the Federation in the future?"

"Warn them! Let them hold on for at least twenty minutes, otherwise they will never receive a commission from the Western District Federation in the future!"

The command hall was noisy.

"Didn't you say that support has arrived? When will the support arrive?"

"It's only been ten minutes since the start and you need to support me?"

"Go up and see for yourself! The number of aberrations today is larger than the previous two times! We are under great pressure!"
Chapter completed!