After pulling back his blade, Second Huo remained silent and impassive.
To be fair, attacking allies and insubordination were both extremely serious crimes in the dungeon. Under normal circumstances, it would not have been excessive to execute all five of them on the spot along with the guilty party.
But neither Zhou You nor the clerk made a move.
Zhou You rather admired those five guys, and since the matter had nothing to do with him, he made no statement.
As for the clerk...
It looked like if Second Huo had not intervened, he had already been prepared to kill that idiot himself.
Kicking the fool aside, the clerk swept his gaze around and began taking stock.
"Eighty percent of our personnel are gone, the outside support is basically wiped out, and of the core members, only I'm left."
When someone was speechless to the extreme, they really could laugh.
That was exactly how the clerk was. His lips twitched as he shook his head with a bitter smile.
"This time, the losses are truly devastating... I can only hope we make some money back while looting the hospital later."
As for Zhou You...
He was merely squatting beside the director's remains, idly picking through them.
He had originally thought that after defeating a big boss, he would at least get some body parts—but after searching for so long, he still had not found a single limb that belonged to him.
Just as he was about to give up, something suddenly caught the corner of his eye.
The surgical scalpel holder the director had used earlier was gleaming over there.
...The ultimate move from that big-headed steroid abomination had not been a conventional explosion, but the extreme compression of some kind of power. Under normal circumstances, aside from a boss