Chapter 2374: Mission 54<div>


    Trantor:Henyee TrantionsEditor:Henyee Trantions


    Upon mention of the chaotic spacetime’s role in providing mission instructions, Gu Chaoyan experienced a sudden recollection. Whenever shepleted a mission within the chaotic spacetime, it would furnish her with clear guidance on how to aplish the task before she embarked on it.


    However, in this instance, she remainedpletely unaware of how toplete the mission. This left her in a quandary;cking the knowledge of what constituted effective progress in the mission.<div>


    She was not only oblivious to the situation she found herself in but alsocked any understanding of the mission’s objectives. Was this genuinely a mission aimed at attaining the half-step Golden Immortal realm? If so, could thisplexity be attributed to the inherent difficulty of achieving that level?


    “I’m not overthinking it; I just wanted to wash my hands in the river. There’s no need for excessive pondering. While alive, people encounter myriad experiences, and I have no intention of avoiding life’s trials in death,” Gu Chaoyan responded straightforwardly.


    Even though she couldn’t fathom the reasons behind this woman’s misconceptions or the circumstances that might have led her to believe that Gu Chaoyan contemted self-harm, she feltpelled to assuage those concerns entirely.


    Upon hearing Gu Chaoyan’s response, the woman appeared somewhat reassured.


    “In the past two days, our n has suffered incessant attacks, resulting in numerous casualties. Our n’s existence is a perpetual struggle, and you carry a significant weight of responsibility. I fear that you might bear the brunt of guilt and internalize the hardships,” the woman exined.


    Gu Chaoyanprehended the situation now. The woman’s conjecture was not unfounded. It was usible that this enigmatic Tribe Chief of an unfamiliar race had genuinely shouldered an onerous burden and arrived at this ce alone.


    Nheless, with Gu Chaoyan’s presence, there was no longer any need to bear the weight alone.


    Having known this Tribe Chief for a considerable period, Gu Chaoyan possessed a reasonably urate understanding of her personality.


    “I’m here solely for rxation. Rest assured, I won’t leave you behind,” Gu Chaoyan offeredfortingly.


    She apanied the woman back to their n.


    It was during this moment that Gu Chaoyan finally had the opportunity to take a closer look at the woman’s attire. The Tribe Chief was garbed in a very simplistic manner, with just two pieces of tattered fabric serving as her upper and lower body coverings, leaving most of her body exposed.<div>


    What kind of race was this?


    Wearing such revealing attire was a stark departure from Gu Chaoyan’s customs.


    Surveying herself, Gu Chaoyan couldn’t help but feel somewhat relieved. While her own attire might be revealing, it was marginally more modest than what this woman wore, especially given the additional piece of cloth that was wrapped around her lower body.


    Fortunately, that was the case.


    Upon returning to the n, Gu Chaoyan gained a more profound understanding of the dire situation. The woman’s initial misconception about her inclination toward self-harm began to make sense. The n’s predicament was evidently catastrophic.


    The environment was challenging, and numerous n members were gravely injured. The absence of medicinal herbs contributed to the lingering scent of blood in the air.


    Those who sustained severe injuriesy incapacitated, while the less injured individuals endeavored to perform various tasks. Although characterized as work, these activities essentially involved the preparation of wild vegetables for consumption.


    Observing the wounded individuals, Gu Chaoyan inquired of the woman apanying her, “Why aren’t their wounds being tended to?”


    The woman gazed at Gu Chaoyan with a bemused expression, seemingly taken aback by the Tribe Chief’s apparent unfamiliarity with the situation.


    Nevertheless, she proceeded to exin candidly, “Tribe Chief, perhaps you’ve forgotten that our sole provisions were taken by the Moco n. In our efforts to safeguard the supplies, our n members were willing to risk their lives. Regrettably, weck medical supplies, hence the absence of bandages despite our injuries.”


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