The "Gugu" Serving Hatch

"Are we really doing this?" In a dark corner, the sneaky Curly Hair followed behind the other three equally sneaky people.

They were currently heading in the dangerous direction Liu Ruyan had mentioned.

Curly Hair had originally not wanted to come, but the fatty whispered demonically in his ear: "Don't you want to find your Sister Jing?" "Are you going to abandon your other three teammates?" "Didn't you say you were all very close?"

Curly Hair's face turned bright red from what he heard. Overwhelmed with shame, he stamped his foot and followed them.

Now that the adrenaline from his earlier excitement had mostly faded, his mind had calmed down, and he began to feel afraid again.

They had already traveled some distance, but they had yet to encounter any ghosts.

It was worth mentioning that none of the three members of the War God Group had brought any "food." Curly Hair had previously urged each of them to pack more, but not a single one listened.

In the end, only he had timidly packed a huge pile of it, terrified that the other three would chop him up for failing to offer food.

"Following ghosts to find people is our only option. Big Data Search is still on cooldown after the doctor used it, and we don't have any Special Items that can locate people right now." The fatty walked ahead of Curly Hair. He did not turn around as he spoke, merely swaying his butt, making Curly Hair feel as though the fatty was talking to him with his ass.

"Miss Liu Ruyan, have we reached the dangerous area you mentioned?" the fatty asked the person ahead.

Since Liu Ruyan had come from this direction, she led the way at the front.

"Almost. But logically speaking, ghosts should