Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
If the mysterious man was here, it did not make sense for him to just do nothing. Mo Fan believed he had some plan in mind!
"What plan? We should just get the f**k out of here. Do you really think the few of us can stop the Great Pyramid of Giza? Are you dreaming now? I would like to be a hero too, but it's like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!" Zhao Manyan protested.
Mo Fan did not lose his patience despite Zhao Manyan's grumbling. He looked at Zhao Manyan and said, "Old Zhao, calm down."
"Calm my ass, you said it yourself! We are trying our best, just so we won't regret it even if the worst happens. Are you telling me that we haven't tried our best? Do we really have a chance of stopping what's going to happen? The military in the north doesn't even care, why do we have to do their job instead… didn't you hear the Prophet? The authorities have already given up on us. Aren't we nothing but idiots if we stay?" Zhao Manyan groaned.
