Seeing no one objected, Kou Beiyue was delighted and added:
"Then... I'm going?"
No Taboos gave a slight nod.
"Brother, safe travels!"
"Safe travels!"
Amid everyone's well wishes, Kou Beiyue lifted a corner of his cloak and slipped out. Then, he leaped across the ruins of collapsed walls and piled bricks, vanishing from his companions' sight.
No Taboos withdrew his gaze, looked at the chubby boy, and smiled.
"Though I truly hope he succeeds, you should get ready to replace your boss."
The Evil Profession players huddled beneath their cloaks immediately burst into laughter, teasing him one after another.
"Haha, that kid really is dim. He feels just like a Fire Master. Does he not know this trip is likely to end in disaster?"
"Maybe he just didn't think that far."
"Liangchen, do you have some kind of curse? Are you really an Illusionist?"
"Yes, I can confirm he's an Illusionist, because us Voodoo Masters don't know curses that terrifying."
"Hahahaha!"
The abandoned factory was filled with cheerful laughter.
The chubby boy snorted, his tone utterly serious.
"You're wrong. My boss is one of those rare people blessed with extraordinary luck. Think about it—his strength isn't outstanding among Level 3s, and he doesn't have any particularly powerful items, yet he's made it this far alive and well."
"Bullshit. Just because he hasn't died doesn't mean he's lucky. We haven't died either. Does that make all of us lucky?"
The chubby boy huffed.
"Just wait and see. He'll definitely come back."
Red Rose suddenly said, "Rather than discussing such meaningless things, I think we should move somewhere else. With that kid's intelligence, if he fails to find the Mountain God Camp and gets chased by a monster, he'll definitely run back here. Then we'll all be finished."
Leaving the abandoned factory,