Exclusive Privilege, Overdrawing Hope

N took a step back, his expression turning ugly.

He had not expected that in this three-man operation, ruthless as he was, he would instead become the one being "bullied" in the team!

V looked at N expressionlessly. "At the banquet, you ate the most."

"Your health is in the best condition. You did not lose much blood in the earlier fight either. Donating 1,200 milliliters of blood will not kill you—at most, it'll leave you weak."

N had never expected that eating the most would make him the one to suffer. Just as he was about to speak, V raised one finger and cut him off. "Second, your 'exclusive talent' cannot be put to much use here."

"Neither can mine."

N froze for a moment. "So you plan to give that guy the chance to 'play a role'?"

"Mo Yu's exclusive talent can help us find the target quickly."

"The three of us are working together, not scheming against each other. Don't forget what [S] said. She said that newly 'promoted' J has an unsolvable Term Talent."

"It might even be something that even this [Nightmare] failed to disable!"

"If X or K gets the chance to 'play a role,' then it will truly become an unknown."

Mo Yu looked at V with slight surprise. Of the three of them, he had not expected this guy to be the calmest.

Seeing N still dragging his feet, the chill on V's face deepened. "Who gets the most rewards and who gains the most can wait. First, we take down [Nightmare]."

"If you refuse, I'll cripple your other arm and make you drink a cup of punishment wine. What do you say?"

Facing V's emotionless gaze, N looked at Mo Yu again. In the end, he could only become the unlucky