"Does it feel quite unreasonable?" Chen Rui stood next to Li Zheng; even though Li Zheng was sitting, he was about as tall as him.
"A bit." Li Zheng's face darkened as those Outer City residents dispersed and returned to their homes, some joyful, some sorrowful.
Even though this mission was easier than expected, there were still a few casualties.
One hundred and thirty people went out, but only a bit more than eighty came back.
This survival rate seemed extremely high to Li Zheng, nearly half!
Yet in the Outer City, not just half, even a thirty or twenty percent survival rate is something worth celebrating.
It's known that even if individual strength ratings are comparable, Outer City people can't be compared to the Bloody ones; often when numbers and overall strength are about fifty-fifty, the outcome typically has the Outer City facing annihilation.
