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After saying goodbye to A Yi, the journey was exceptionally difficult for Fatty and the others. Without a guide familiar with the depths of the rainforest, their path forward was indeed more winding.

Derek, using the positioning device to calibrate the current location and distance to the target point, said to Dodge and Fatty, "At our current speed, we'll reach the target location around four o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

Hearing Derek say they'd soon reach the target, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Traveling through the rainforest was arduous, and the destination was finally within reach; they wouldn't have to continue the exhausting forced march.

Fatty suddenly realized that since entering the rainforest, he hadn't asked Dodge what they were supposed to do at the target location.

It seemed Dodge was the only one in the team who knew the mission objective.

Fatty looked at Dodge, who was trailing behind the group, listless. He wondered what "civilized" method he could use to pry Dodge's mouth open.

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As the sun set in the west, the last rays of sunlight faded away, and night descended.

The team chose a relatively open area to set up camp and rest.

Tonight's dinner consisted mainly of dried meat given by the tribe. Derek and his two Brazilian teammates caught several large rats before dark to supplement the meal with fresh meat.

Many milk trees grew deep in the rainforest, so the team didn't have to worry about water. However, the white milk-like sap that flowed from the milk trees really did taste like milk, and no matter who it was, they would feel disgusted if they drank too much of it.

The water brought out from the tribe in the final resupply became everyone's most sought-after resource.

Dodge, who usually gave the impression of being selfish and greedy, had no interest in this "water resource battle."

Dodge chewed on the dry, salty jerky, sipped a few mouthfuls of milk sap, his fractured hand hanging limply at his side, his eyes unfocused.

It was clear that Dodge had been deeply affected since last night's ceremony.

But looking on the bright side, others' greed might lead to their death, while Dodge's greed only made him lose face.

Seeing Dodge looking so dejected, Fatty thought the time was right to get some information out of him.

Dodge was sitting alone in front of a small fire, staring blankly, lost in thought.

Fatty walked over, sat down next to Dodge, and asked, "What's on your mind? You haven't seemed yourself today."

Dodge raised his eyelids, glanced at Fatty, and ignored him.

Dodge had no desire to chat.

Fatty had to bite the bullet and keep talking: "I know what you want."

Fatty pointed at Jennifer and said to Dodge, "You're curious about the power she possesses, right?"

More than just curious, Dodge was practically worshiping, envying, and resenting her.

For someone who revered martial strength, combat power was everything.

Dodge became interested in Fatty's words.

Dodge stared at Fatty curiously, expecting him to say more details.

Fatty deliberately kept him in suspense. He didn't directly explain the source of Jennifer's power. Instead, he asked Dodge, "I'm curious about something. If you can satisfy my curiosity, I'll answer your questions."

Dodge knew that Fatty's words had a hidden meaning, and that Fatty wanted to extract information from him.

But what Dodge had seen and heard since entering the rainforest had convinced him that Fatty, Zoe, and Jennifer must possess secrets that Strange and the Z organization hadn't been able to grasp.

For both personal and professional reasons, he wanted to figure it out.

What's more, the divine power of Fatty and Jennifer was what Dodge craved. If he mastered this power, then within the Z organization...

Thinking of this, Dodge decided to take a risk.

Dodge pulled Fatty to a place where no one could eavesdrop, and the two of them communicated one-on-one.

"Speak, what do you want to know?" Dodge remained wary.

Seeing that Dodge was showing signs of loosening up, Fatty seized the opportunity and said, "Fatty, Zoe, and Jennifer, the three of us have followed Mr. Strange's arrangements all the way, never deserting or betraying our teammates, and we've even saved your lives many times. You've seen all of this."

After laying the groundwork, Fatty continued, "I treat you as brothers, charging into battle together. No matter what, you have to show some appreciation, right? At the very least, you have to tell us what we're doing, right?"

Dodge immediately understood Fatty's intentions.

However, Strange hadn't directly told Dodge the mission after arriving at the target location when they set out.

Strange had only given Dodge a set of coordinates. Dodge was simply heading to the target location, acting according to Strange's instructions.

Strange told Dodge that he would issue the next set of instructions after arriving at the target location.

This information belonged to the Z organization's internal secrets, and Dodge couldn't reveal it casually.

Dodge hesitated, and Fatty saw it.

Clearly, Dodge was struggling intensely internally.

Fatty added more fuel to the fire, "If... if you're not more forthcoming, I won't be able to take care of you if we encounter danger or emergencies later on. Look at your hand, it's fractured now. You'll be hard-pressed to protect yourself later on. Why insist?"

"Which is more important, your life or keeping secrets?"

Fatty's words directly shattered the last line of defense in Dodge's mind. If it came to being afraid of death, Dodge would claim first place, and no one would dare to claim second.

The terrifying scenes of his teammates dying one after another were still flashing through Dodge's mind.