Looking at the group of travelers, Pang Meiqin carefully selected an easy target and finally settled on a woman in her forties.
"Sigh, considering the estimated time before departure, it'll probably still be a few hours—plenty of time for those Conquerors to catch up!" Ai Yixin sighed heavily. After finally pulling ahead, the choice of transport meant they'd lose their lead.
"What can we do? The cruise ship isn't going to cater to just one person, unless you're some high-ranking official like the president!" Chu Baichuan took out a can of beef, cut it carefully into small pieces, and handed them to his wife. "Eat something!"
The time in the lobby couldn't be reduced even by a fraction of a minute, so each Trojan Squad had to stay here for 80 days. Watching the contestants navigate their perilous competition was, at times, more torturous than invigorating—they wished they could take their place.
