At this moment in the number three Source Energy Boat, the squad leader managing the airship was monitoring the list.
One by one, the temporarily recruited Transcendents from the corps were reporting in:
"Thirteen, Zhang Qiu!"
"Fourteen, Mo Yu!"
"Fifteen... Zhao Qi."
The Source Energy Boat was tossed about in the storm.
With the last voice falling, the list check was complete. The squad leader nodded, ignoring the inconspicuous man who reported his name with a slightly weak voice. The mission to the south for rescue was urgent and tense, and this temporarily formed rescue team had a rather mixed list. Most of the rescuers were of average ability, and their quality varied, so there was nothing to be picky about.
All the squad leader could think about was how to proceed with the actions ahead, and how to quickly coordinate with South Cave upon landing.
The roll call was completed.
