[Was he spouting nonsense up there?]
[Quit the livestream while cursing.]
[I don't believe it. He's a newbie—what right does he have to kill a Weird?]
[He didn't seem to use any items just now. Was it a skill?]
[Where would a newbie get a skill?]
[Only after clearing a Dungeon for the first time can you draw a treasure chest. Besides, not everyone can get a skill from one. Those who do are incredibly lucky.]
[I remember one newbie got a stinking foot-binding cloth.]
[That expression on his face still makes me laugh whenever I think about it.]
[Do you really think the game would be that generous?]
[Then who can explain what's going on here?]
Disaster stood up.
Without saying a word, he followed a short distance behind Chu He and the others.
He glanced at the walls. They were covered in rust, with soot-blackened marks everywhere.
"How is it?"
Chu He and the others were not too far apart, but neither were they huddled together.
They searched for any possible clues as they walked.
They did not notice that the black stains on the walls had slowly begun to move.
Gurgle, gurgle...
Gurgle, gurgle...
Zhang Yao abruptly stopped. "Are you guys hungry? Whose stomach is growling so loudly?"
"Not mine."
"Not me."
"My stomach didn't growl."
Zhang Yao chuckled. "One of you must be hungry and too embarrassed to admit it, right?"
"Don't be embarrassed. If you're really hungry, I still have some biscuits here."
Chen Linlin said, "I'm not hungry."
Fang Mu spread his hands. "Maybe it's your stomach growling?"
Chu He said, "Not hungry."
Zhang Yao looked toward Disaster, who was walking at the very back.
Could it be The One who looked so fierce?
But he was so far away. The sound had seemed