Godslayer: I am the agent of King of Glory heroes

"Perhaps, we can."

Lin Qiye pursed his lips and looked at everyone seriously, "With our strength, we may not be able to help Senior Sword Saint, but perhaps our appearance can change Senior Sword Saint's fate."

The carriage fell silent again, with only Lin Qiye's clear and gentle voice remaining. He concealed Merlin's presence and simply recounted the prophecy about Zhou Ping.

Although Merlin couldn't make an accurate prediction about this matter because it involved Lin Qiye, nor could he tell how to save Zhou Ping, he still gave advice in the end.

He told Lin Qiye four words: follow your heart.

"Similar to the butterfly effect?" An Qingyu pondered, but did not ask Lin Qiye how he knew about the prophecy.

Apart from Jiang Shiyuan, who knew all of Lin Qiye's secrets, and Jiang Er, who had just joined the team, the others all sensed that Lin Qiye had many secrets, but they all tacitly refrained from asking.

In this group, not to mention Lin Qiye, Jiang Shiyuan also has quite a few secrets. Baili Pangpang and Jiang Shiyuan are the closest, but he never thought of asking about them.

After all, who doesn't have a few secrets...

"Something like that. In any case, all we know for now is that our presence might be of help to the Sword Saint, but we can't predict how successful we'll be."

Lin Qiye's voice was heavy. He knew that entering the fog would be a reckless act.

The reserve team is not strong enough yet. What we should do now is to stay in the capital rationally and wait for Ye Fan's arrangements. Once we are stronger, we can look for an opportunity to enter the Mist.

but……

If you don't go, it will be a lifelong regret.

If Jiang Shiyuan hadn't saved him and Zhao Kongcheng and averted his regret, he might have already been trapped in his suffering.

Having already experienced pain once, he was unwilling to let himself have any regrets for the rest of his life this time.

"As you all know, the fog is extremely dangerous. Once we enter the fog, we may even have to face the gods and snatch people from their hands. You can probably guess how dangerous that is."

His gaze swept over everyone; he needed to explain clearly the dangers they might encounter after entering the fog.

"Whether to stay here and continue training, or risk entering the mist to try and save the Sword Saint—even as the captain, I can't make that decision for you, so..."

Lin Qiye took a deep breath. "Let's vote by raising our hands. Those who want to go into the mist, raise your hands."

Without a doubt, it passed unanimously.

Everyone chose to enter the fog; no one wanted to leave any regrets. They all wanted to fight for that sliver of possibility, even if the price was their own lives.

Lin Qiye looked at the six hands raised high and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Now that everyone has approved, the fifth reserve team's spontaneous mission—the Sword Saint Rescue Plan—begins."

“Understood, this is not a drill.” Jiang Shiyuan raised his hand seriously. “Very good, now we are about to begin the first step, which is also the most crucial step.”

"Which step?" Baili Pangpang blinked in confusion.

"Help! Help! Where is he? Where is he?" Jiang Shiyuan was exasperated.

“Human…human…” Baili Pangpang was dumbfounded. He looked at Lin Qiye for help, “Qiye, right, Commander Ye didn’t tell us the location, so what do we do?”

Lin Qiye: “…”

The atmosphere inside the car became more relaxed, but it couldn't hide the fact that the first step of the rescue had encountered enormous difficulties.

“Shi Yuan is right. That city is flying in mid-air, and it has been shrouded in fog for 32 hours. We have no way of knowing where the city has flown to.”

They didn't know Zhou Ping's exact coordinates, so even if everyone wanted to rescue him, they were powerless to do so.

An Qingyu pondered for a moment, then spoke thoughtfully, "Actually, we can find out the location of that city."

"Qingyu, you're practically a reincarnation of Zhuge Liang!" Baili Pangpang exclaimed in delight. "What should we do?"

An Qingyu truly lived up to his reputation as the team's most brilliant mind. He recalled the summoning array that Lin Qiye had drawn with worker ant blood in the primeval forest of Anta County.

The dimensional summoning array is essentially an 'anchor' that anchors Lin Qiye's soul. When his soul wanders between different planes, the array can link his soul to his body, preventing his soul from getting lost in the planes. The array he drew is the coordinate, which can summon extradimensional creatures to Lin Qiye's side.

Theoretically speaking, as long as an identical array is drawn in a certain place, An Qingyu can reverse the calculation to find out the spatial coordinates of that array, and thus know the current location of that half of the city in the mist.

Deducing spatial coordinates is naturally not a simple task, but An Qingyu, this prodigy, actually remembered even the details of the array drawn by Lin Qiye back then. Algorithms and such... were not a problem for him at all.

"An Qingyu truly deserves to be called a genius, one in a century, as certified by all the students at Cangnan No. 2 Middle School." Jiang Shiyuan gave An Qingyu a thumbs up.

Baili Pangpang stared at An Qingyu silently for a few seconds, then suddenly covered his eyes. "Ah! So dazzling!"

"Hmm?" An Qingyu asked, puzzled.

"Your academic brilliance is blinding!"

An Qingyu: "..."

"Did you add that 90 years yourself?" Lin Qiye held Jiang Shiyuan's hand respectfully, as if recalling something. "I remember you said before that a genius is one in ten years."

"It's amazing that you remember it so clearly." Jiang Shiyuan withdrew her hand, and while doing so, she pinched Lin Qiye hard.

"Let's discuss how to catch up with that city in the fog."

Lin Qiye's muscles tensed, and he managed a weak smile. He wasn't in any pain at all...

Having solved the coordinate problem, another problem arose before them—they had no means to fly through the fog.

"Ding-a-ling..."

Just as everyone was in a dilemma, Lin Qiye's cell phone suddenly rang.

……

An hour later.

A luxury car was parked on a bustling food street in Shangjing City.

"Shiyuan, isn't this the food street? Is this the place where Instructor Yuan invited us to eat?" After getting out of the car, Baili Pangpang looked around for a while and couldn't help but whisper to Jiang Shiyuan next to him.

"It's good enough as long as it tastes good. Besides, Instructor Yuan is treating us to dinner, why are you being picky?" Jiang Shiyuan saw the grilled cold noodles restaurant she used to frequent when she was in Beijing and felt a little nostalgic.

Smelling the enticing aroma wafting from the food stalls, Jiang Shiyuan followed Lin Qiye to a restaurant called 'King of Barbecue' and found Yuan Gang, who had specially invited them to dinner.

When everyone saw Yuan Gang, they all greeted him politely.