"Ten pieces, I'll take it."
As the voice rang out, everyone turned to look, wondering who would be foolish enough to pay such a high price for this satellite phone.
Sun Neng observed as well.
Two survivors, a man and a woman.
Whether it was their appearance, attire, or the air about them, they differed greatly from the other survivors.
Sun Neng watched one of the male survivors, a tall figure with distinct muscles, exuding explosive strength.
The man's hands were clad in iron fist wraps, extending up to his forearms, perfectly protecting his palms and arms.
From this alone, it was clear that he was no ordinary survivor, and perhaps even an Awakener.
As for the young woman beside the man, aside from her competent-looking demeanor, nothing seemed particularly unusual.
But this was only on the surface—for one to survive until now, especially as an Awakener—none could be taken lightly.
"Good, someone has bid ten Black Crystals, is there a higher price?"
