Staying alive was naturally the most important thing to Zhao Mu.
Only by living could everything else begin.
So Zhao Mu naturally agreed to Dugu Bo's request.
Even if they returned empty-handed, staying alive came first.
Risking his life in a fight?
Only fools or people with no family would do that.
Seeing Zhao Mu readily agree, Dugu Bo nodded in relief.
"Since you see things that way, that's naturally for the best. Besides, before heading to the Medusa Temple in the Extreme West, we'll need some special training."
"Special training? What kind of special training?" Zhao Mu could not help asking curiously.
Dugu Bo said solemnly, "Learn to be blind!"
"Huh?"
Seeing that Zhao Mu did not understand at first, Dugu Bo continued, "If we were dealing with a single Medusa, we could handle it calmly. But if we enter the Temple and face a group of Medusas, we can't guarantee that we won't accidentally see every Medusa's face. And once we see the face of even one Medusa, even for a single glance, we'll be doomed beyond redemption and eventually become new stone statues within the Medusa Temple."
"So we need to prepare in advance to gather all information about the outside world without using our eyes! In other words, we need to learn how to be blind."
Some people said that being blind was easy: just close your eyes and do not use them. But was that really the case?
When you truly closed your eyes, your former overreliance on sight would make you afraid of an unknown environment after losing your vision. You would constantly feel as though you were about to bump into something, and under that kind of psychological pressure, it was easy to open your eyes again.
Even genuinely blind people went through