Divine Strategy Army, Xicheng Branch Base.
Dining Hall.
Li Ling and Bai Pu sat facing each other.
Seeing Bai Pu's pale face due to Spirit exhaustion, Li Ling couldn't help but say, "Aren't you pushing yourself too hard? You should balance work and rest."
But Bai Pu smiled happily, "No. I've spent enough time in the wheelchair."
Bai Pu cherished the current state of being able to run, jump, and fight. While others might see hard work as a daunting path, Bai Pu immensely enjoyed the process.
In fact, if Li Ling hadn't called him this time, Bai Pu would still be practicing hard in the White Bone Cave.
"Sister Ling, no need to talk about other things, what's the important matter?" Bai Pu asked.
"I told you before, the Commander wants to see you," Li Ling said, "This Commander isn't simple, he's also a staunch supporter of our Divine Strategy Army organization."
Bai Pu understood and nodded, "When?"
