Chapter 2717

This time Zhang Lin had, in the purest sense, issued an order, and Wu Ya hurriedly nodded—she knew that Zhang Lin generally did not speak to her in this tone.

Once he put on that kind of attitude, it meant that what followed was absolutely no small matter, and she needed to handle it the right way, no longer saying all that messy nonsense.

The reason Wu Ya had such a worry was precisely because she feared that if something happened to Fatty, the overall progress of Archaeology Team One would be affected, and at the same time this would also bring a great impact on Zhang Lin's plan—this was the outcome Wu Ya least wanted to see.

That was also why she had rashly chosen to call Zhang Lin; in fact, even if Zhang Lin did not say it, Wu Ya herself understood that she absolutely could not lightly dial this number.

If she were to bother Zhang Lin every time anything happened, then the meaning of Wu Ya's existence would become extremely thin, and clearly that was not the situation she wanted to face.

Wu Ya hoped she could become a useful person, and on top of that, also be able to relieve Zhang Lin's worries—this was the outcome Wu Ya most wanted to see, absolutely not constantly using all kinds of ways to cause trouble for Zhang Lin; if it were like that, Wu Ya would also feel very ashamed.

Just like right now, although Wu Ya had received the order, at this moment she felt somewhat forlorn—she felt that she had truly been too impulsive earlier.

She had not expected that she would only hear Zhang Lin on the other end of the phone say: "Don't carry too much of a psychological burden. The fact that you could make this call to me is not entirely wrong—at least you can see that the current situation is very critical. That's pretty good, worth praising."

After saying this, Zhang Lin directly hung up the phone, and Wu Ya's side finally showed a smile. Although her current relationship with Zhang Lin had already reached the limit of what she could achieve, and although Wu Ya still had fantasies in her heart, on a realistic level, Wu Ya absolutely did not dare to hope for anything.

But the comfort Zhang Lin gave her made Wu Ya feel as if she had grasped a life-saving straw, yet the next moment Wu Ya still violently shook her head.

Whether it was a life-saving straw or anything else, she could be overjoyed, but she absolutely could not let her thoughts run wild—if her thinking went off track at this moment, it would only make her path ahead narrower and narrower.

Setting everything else aside, she still did not know whether Yang Lu over at Archaeology Team Two actually had any other thoughts about her.

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