In the early summer breeze, the exploration team gathered before the teleportation tower. That's right—the powerful reinforcements from Apocalypse Paradise were none other than the mighty Morey. Seeing her, Illusory Moon was initially stunned, then her expression seemed to put on a pained mask.
Was she not strong? Of course not. Apart from Witch Celine, she was undoubtedly the strongest fighter in the team. Her reputation, however, was not bad—it was extremely good. Even if they found a priceless treasure during their exploration, there was a ninety-nine percent chance she would not grow greedy or kill for it. But she had repeatedly made the annual idiot rankings of Apocalypse Paradise. It was truly...
Morey, her expression solemn, swept her gaze over everyone present. Suddenly, one person looked vaguely familiar. She wanted to ask, but ultimately held back. As the mighty Morey, she was maintaining the dignity befitting a first meeting. Who could have known that in the next second, Illusory Moon would suddenly say:
"I follow every edition of Apocalypse Paradise's annual idiot rankings."
"!"
The corner of Morey's eye twitched violently. That list was practically her dark history, and she immediately stopped maintaining her imposing demeanor and said viciously:
"They're all rumors! Rumors!"
"Yes, yes, yes. They're all slander against you."
Illusory Moon was in an excellent mood. Who wouldn't like teaming up with a companion who was strong, kind, easygoing, and even a little idiotic?
"That's more like it."
Morey turned her gaze toward Xia and said, "You look familiar. Have we met before? I feel like we have, but I've forgotten. How strange. It's as if that part of my memory has been blurred. What's your name?"
"Xia."
Xia spoke gently. Hearing the name, Morey scratched her head. She still couldn't remember who this was, but she