Gordon, unable to contain his frustration, shouted in protest.

“This doesn’t make any sense! Why are you putting wheat seeds in there before people?”

“And does it make sense for you to be the first to go in?”

Indeed, with veterans like Gillian and Kaor around, there was no way Gordon would be the first to enter.

Having nothing more to say, Gordon scratched the back of his neck awkwardly.

Ghislain laughed at the dumbfounded mercenaries.

“You’ll all get your turn later. For now, go finish what you were working on.”

The bigger the expectation, the bigger the disappointment. Gordon, …