Chapter 173: Excitement

【Eighth Trial Begins!】

This time everyone only rested for a few minutes.

They hadn't fully recovered from their exhausted state.

But there was no choice—the enemy had arrived.

【Zhao Chi's Army Morale】

【Gu Qing】 83%

【Tang Ruan】 90%

【Female Militia】 76%

【Female Craftsman】 71%

Morale had dropped quite a bit.

After all, they really were tired.

Naturally, their enthusiasm wasn't high.

Gu Qing and Tang Ruan could still maintain high morale.

Tang Ruan, because of her obedient and diligent personality, would do her best at whatever she was asked to do, so her enthusiasm was always decent.

Gu Qing was probably because of her high loyalty, and she had also unlocked Affinity. This made her value Zhao Chi very highly, so her enthusiasm was naturally high too.

The others were in an ordinary state.

Morale in the 70% range wasn't low, but it could only be called fairly average.

Zhao Chi was considering whether to use the Inspire skill.

But this was only the eighth trial.

Use it now?

In the end, he clenched his fist tightly and decided to look at the enemy first before deciding.

The fog wall trembled.

The white fog thinned and dispersed.

A vast space appeared ahead once again.

Eighty black silhouettes emerged through the mist.

The dark figures were slender, with shapely curves.

Tang Ruan said curiously, "Huh? This time they look like humans."

Gu Qing narrowed her eyes: "Look at those figures—don't they all seem to be women too?"

Women?

Everyone else felt the same way.

Those silhouettes grew clearer and clearer.

Everyone's eyes went wide.

Across from them appeared eighty women with graceful postures and seductive curves.

Only those women were a little different.

They had a pair of small, delicate ram's horns on their heads.

Their skin was also somewhat flushed.

They all wore revealing black leather outfits that covered only a very small portion of their bodies.

Vast expanses of skin were exposed.

They held no weapons in their hands, only long leather whips.

Their gazes were hazy, the corners of their mouths curled in a flirtatious arc, and every gesture was brimming with feminine charm.

They were sashaying forward with cat-like steps, smiling.

"How disgusting!" Gu Qing said, displeased.

Zhao Chi said in astonishment, "How are there eighty succubi?"