Chapter 392: Chapter 392

Chapter 392:

In contrast, Ritchie and his group approached the rainforest as if it were merely a leisurely walk in the park, displaying no signs of stress or concern.

“Robbie, did you actually encounter giant pythons and grizzly bears out there?” Ritchie asked.

Robbie nodded solemnly and responded, “Absolutely. Without Harlee, I wouldn’t have survived even one of those encounters.”

Unbeknownst to outsiders, besides housing the Uwhor laboratory and research institute, the rainforest also hid the Shadow Moon Society’s highly secretive main base. It was Harlee’s emergency plan for all the members, filled with supplies and military weapons that could sustain a hundred people for a whole century.

However, only Robbie, who managed the rainforest operations, had ever set foot inside.

As they talked, Stanton, Patrick, and Kendall completed their gear and weapon checks and came over to join the conversation.

Harlee turned to look at them, her expression serious, and said with unmistakable authority, “Once we enter the rainforest, you must comply with my commands, no matter the circumstances. If you’re not prepared to do that, stay here. In three days, I will return with Rhys, whether he is alive or dead.”

The secret core base of the Shadow Moon Society was Harlee’s sole accomplishment. No one there understood the dangers within better than she did, not even Robbie, who often visited the core base.

Kendall was the first to respond.

Having long idolized Harlee, he naturally followed her orders without hesitation.

“The primary duty of a soldier is absolute obedience.”

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“You have my word. Once we’re inside, I’ll follow your lead without hesitation!”

Patrick naturally followed Harlee’s commands, yet Stanton simply kept his gaze lowered and stayed quiet.

Stanton pressed his lips together at Harlee’s demand for absolute obedience. That meant that Harlee’s word was law, and regardless of whether her decisions were logical, they were bound to follow her lead without protest. Stanton harbored doubts about Harlee’s judgment. In these circumstances, he felt cornered. If he didn’t agree, he risked being abandoned at the rainforest’s edge, waiting endlessly for their return. With a heavy heart, he finally relented.

“Alright. I will obey absolutely,” he declared, a trace of resignation in his voice.

Meanwhile, under Amory Valdez’s expert guidance, Rhys had finally pinpointed the secretive enclave of Dark Night deep within the rainforest. Three days prior, Rhys had received a crucial tip about the location of Dark Night’s hideout.

He promptly reached out to Amory, who had grown up near the rainforest’s shadowy fringes. Together, they packed overnight and embarked at dawn the following day.

Left forsaken at the rainforest’s mouth by his father at only ten years old, Amory’s determined gaze had captivated Rhys, who was merely passing by at the time. Rhys had taken Amory under his wing, giving him a purpose. Over the years, Amory gained his independence, managing the Uwhor market on Rhys’ behalf and adopting the name Amory himself.

“Mr. Green, this route will take us directly to the heart of the rainforest.” Amory paused to catch his breath before adding, “It’s the deepest part where we can monitor for any odd movements, which might reveal a hidden encampment.”

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