Borrowing Their Power

In a little tavern in the Imperial City of the Mormon Kingdom.

No matter how many days remained for humanity's future, it couldn't stop the residents from going to taverns to drink.

No, that wasn't quite right.

Perhaps it was precisely because they had no future that they wanted to drink their fill before they died, spending money that would soon be useless to get drunk.

By now, Yimo had taken Ning Yuyu, Bai, and Unlucky Salted Fish to several taverns.

Yimo couldn't hold his liquor, so he drank soft drinks and wouldn't get drunk.

Ning Yuyu, Bai, and Unlucky Salted Fish were also in no mood to drink, given how badly this game had started.

Although Yimo hadn't been drinking, he was tired after visiting several taverns and having a few glasses of juice.

They were taking a break, discussing the game with the three of them in a corner of the tavern.

Yimo said, "In large-scale Western fantasy games, taverns are usually the easiest places to gather information."

"As expected, we already learned this during our earlier conversations."

"Besides the four major factions in this game—the Undead Race, Demon Race, Beast Race, and Human Race-there are many other factions."

"Among them, the Dragon Race, Elf Race, Dwarves, Goblin Race, and others might be willing to side with humanity, and they're all formidable fighters."

"They're forces we can borrow!"

"Right, Bai?"

Ever since the game started, Bai had walked over to Yimo before he could go looking for her.

She didn't say anything. She just held on to the sleeve of Yimo's coat and followed him.

She had done the same when they went drinking earlier, staying close by Yimo's side the whole time.

She didn't speak or drink. She just followed him.

During this time, Yimo had also