Inside the tent, over thirty representatives from different powers had gathered, seemingly negotiating.
However, judging from the heavy atmosphere, the discussion had not gone well.
“What’s wrong? No one willing to take action? There are only five days left—after that, the military will take over the ruin!”
A middle-aged man, around forty or fifty, with a powerful voice, suddenly stood and addressed everyone.
“Chen Shaodong, that’s easy for you to say.
The Chen Family is one of the five great families of Yunhai—you can afford the loss.
If we all help clear the beasts, who among us will have the strength left to compete with your family afterward? Aren’t we just being used as your pawns?”
Hearing Chen Shaodong repeatedly mention the deadline, a defiant man responded sharply.
The others in the tent murmured in agreement, supporting Liu Xiong’s view.
The situation had arisen because a massive Dimensional Rift had appeared near the Base Ruin.
Not only did countless Ferocious Beasts emerge, but even a lord-level beast—the Azure Moon Wolf King—had appeared.
Lord-level Ferocious Beasts weren’t unheard of in the Northern Wasteland, but this area was too close to the Blue Star Alliance—only a few hundred kilometers away.
The danger had thus multiplied several times.
As a lord-level creature, the Azure Moon Wolf King naturally possessed the ability to rally beast hordes.
Being the born monarch of all wolf-type beasts, it could easily launch a massive Beast Tide against the northern bases of the Alliance.
Thus, after Lieutenant General Xu Chunjun of the military repelled the Azure Moon Wolf King, he set a final deadline for all forces.
Once it expired, the military would directly seize the ruin to establish a defensive base against future Beast Tides.
This matter concerned the Alliance’s safety—no faction could object.
After all, none could predict if even stronger beasts lurked beyond the Dimensional Rift.
However, facing the ruins surrounded by both low- and high-grade beasts, not everyone was willing to act.
The strength of each faction varied; clearing the beasts would mean casualties.
The weaker ones, suffering losses, would no longer have the qualification or strength to compete with the powerful Chen Family for the rewards inside.
“Everyone.”
As heated discussions filled the tent, an old man with a frail figure, leaning on a dark-red cane, stood up and spoke.
When the crowd saw who it was, they immediately recognized him—the Third Elder Zhang Yunfeng of the Zhang Family of Yunhai, a High-level Professional Beast Tamer.
The murmurs ceased at once, allowing Zhang Yunfeng to continue.
“I, this old man, have a proposal. After clearing the beast horde, no Professional-level Beast Tamers shall enter the ruin—only Apprentice-level Beast Tamers may go in. That way, the gap among us won’t be so wide.”
“At the same time, to ensure everyone’s interests, no matter who retrieves what from the ruin, no one shall attack them before returning to the Alliance. Any violators—shall be punished by all.”
“Elder Zhang, what about those loners and factions unwilling to cooperate?”
Many showed interest in Zhang Yunfeng’s suggestion, but someone soon voiced concern.
“Then they shall not enter the ruin. We’ll guard the outside—let’s see who dares to force their way in.”
“Elder Zhang, the Chen Family agrees to your proposal.”
Seeing Chen Shaodong’s approval, the other factions thought briefly before one by one agreeing to Zhang Yunfeng’s suggestion.