Descenders were people who had lost their memories and suddenly appeared in this world. They shared a natural sense of affinity, and since very few Descenders had survived to the present day—let alone those who had managed to become professionals—most of these professional Descenders lived around a dozen fixed bars and residential areas. Thus, unless someone was exceptionally unlikable, they usually knew many other professional Descenders. Zhang Heng was no exception; he knew this member of the Cross Sword Team—or, to be precise, he knew most of the members of the Cross Sword Team.
The man, whose name was Xiu, smiled, walked over to sit next to Zhang Heng, and tossed a pouch across. Zhang Heng caught it reflexively. Feeling its weight in his hand, he knew there were six hard stones inside. Of course, they certainly weren't actual stones; what they held were six crystals.
"Your reward. Thanks for your hard work this time, especially since you spotted that group of over twenty Goblins in advance. Among them was even a mutated elite Goblin—a monster that even we find tricky, at least until our leader advances... The leader said that next time there's a similar mission, they'll definitely look for your team. If your average level can reach level five, partnering up on challenges might even be possible in the future," Xiu said with a smile.
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