"Right," Yue Yan'er said with a smile, her words carrying a hint of meaning. "Forget operating equipment—I could even whip up a few bombs for you right now."
The black-haired woman seemed not to notice the faint hostility in her words. "You and my brother are on the same team, so I'll stick with you. If we accidentally end up in another space, I can help persuade the others, too."
Yue Yan'er looked at Xu Huo and Wang Xin. Xu Huo still seemed indifferent, and in the end, Wang Xin gave his approval. "Fine."
The discussion came to an end. The players hired by Zisheng Research Institute dispersed in twos and threes, each with their own plans.
Yue Yan'er went to tune up the robot. The black-haired woman naturally sat down beside Xu Huo and took out her rations. "Bro, want to try a specialty from my hometown?"
Xu Huo glanced at her. "No need. I have my own."
The black-haired woman didn't mind. "My name's Que Niao. Just call me by my name. Calling you 'bro' is a bit presumptuous. That was an emergency just now... I heard the others call you by your name. Would it be okay if I called you Brother Yu? Please forgive me for what happened earlier."
Xu Huo was using the alias Yu Zhi. He didn't reject her easy familiarity, and said casually, "Who would've thought we'd be so fated? District 033 is huge, yet we ended up in the same Dungeon."
"Exactly," Que Niao said with a beaming smile. "It must be fate."
"Funny thing is, it's not just us. Someone else who rode the same train also ended up in this Dungeon." She continued, "You remember that old man with Mental Evolution on the train, right? He came in, too. What