"Answer it," Wang Xi said.
Zhou Xiaolin nodded and immediately answered the call.
CLICK.
"Is this the company rescue team?" an anxious woman's voice immediately came from the other end. "We're trapped in the core of the Disaster Area! We need support!"
"Yes, this is Deacon Zhou Xiaolin. I've arrived at the outskirts of the Disaster Area with the rescue team."
The bun-haired woman responded quickly.
"May I ask if this is Miss Lu Qiaoling?"
"This is her." Heavy breathing was audible through the communicator, and Lu Qiaoling's voice suddenly dropped. "...Who's your team leader? Put him on. We need medical support and a breakout plan."
"Understood." Zhou Xiaolin quickly unclipped the lanyard and handed the communicator to Wang Xi.
"I'm the team leader, Senior Deacon Wang Xi."
Wang Xi took the communicator, his voice steady.
"Miss Lu, please state your current location and situation."
On the other end of the line, Lu Qiaoling's voice was slightly rushed:
