"Chen Wen's group is totally solid now."
Oleg watched the screen and gave his conclusion: "They've got a stable place to live, everyone's gathered, they even have fire, and the division of labor is clear. They're completely settled in already."
Hearing Oleg's assessment, the bald man beside him—he wasn't very tall, not really fat either, but built like a tank—swept him with a sharp look.
The bald man asked, "Judging from your tone, you're very optimistic about this group?"
"Very optimistic!"
Oleg didn't hold back his praise: "If this group forms a permanent team, I think they could even attempt the Sea Extreme Challenge!"
The bald man chuckled and nodded: "I know Fred. He doesn't say much, but he's got a strong personality. Back when I noticed he was good at survival and tried to bring him into the Association, he was a bit unconvinced by me. But looking at his performance today, he holds Chen Wen in high regard. Chen Wen… this guy is interesting!"
