Luo Yan had a good idea, but not everyone was friendly toward him.
While he was talking with Hua Tuo, a burly man walked over and snarled, "Kid, let me tell you something. Don't hold us back during missions. Don't think about freeloading through instances, and don't think about relying on others."
"Freeloading through instances? Are you a Guardian or here to play games?" Luo Yan found it rather strange.
"Oh, you got that right. His name is Jia San, and he used to have another identity: a player," Hua Tuo explained.
"What's a player?" Luo Yan was even more confused.
"Who cares whether I'm a player? You'd better do everything I say. If you can't, get out of our Northern Team. And remember your role. The team only lacks a tank right now, so you'll be the tank." Jia San spoke viciously again.
A tank?
I'm a detective, and you want me to be a tank?
Luo Yan was furious. "Then what's your role?"
"I'm the healer!" Jia San said proudly.
"I..." Luo Yan looked at the man's build and gender, finding it hard to imagine that this guy was a healer.
"He really is a healer. Because of his appearance, enemies usually won't lock onto him first. Healers draw the most aggro, even more than damage dealers. With his appearance, he can avoid the BOSS's first preemptive strike. As long as he gets one successful heal off, we can win. And the team really is short on tanks right now..." Hua Tuo explained.
Fine. Although I didn't play games much, that explanation did make sense.
A tank who looked this thick-skinned and durable really wouldn't be the BOSS's first target.
Anyone would choose the squishy, high-damage backline, or the healer with powerful healing.
"If I'm a tank, what