After a few more minutes, Dream Butterfly walked out of her private tent and joined Wei Chen and Mo Xingyao. The trio then entered the mess tent and enjoyed breakfast just like the other warriors in the camp.
The three spent time together, treating the camp as a simple outing.
If not for the large pile of battleship wreckage stacked not far from the camp, along with the recovered valuables stored inside the armory tent, this place would have felt no different from a leisurely vacation.
After Wei Chen had finished enjoying himself, he took his leave from his two beautiful wives to work on a plan he had been considering for quite some time.
How to reduce the death rate in this world, or at least in the Lower Realm.
He had already done his best to educate various young masters and point out many of the common death traps they would encounter, and the results had been positive. According to the previous evaluation, the death rate had already decreased.
But it still wasn't enough.
