What Exactly Do You Want?

What Exactly Do You Want?

Two hours later, Walnut began to feel the pressure.

The plot of Chapter Five had reached a critical point. Being a little greedy afterward could earn her a huge amount of cash, but the risk was also extremely high.

But if she did that, one character from her team would have to step through the door before them, and she had no idea what would happen afterward.

The mysterious man stood quietly before the team, a cryptic smile hidden beneath the hood that covered his face.

Behind him, a door flickered silently, but she had no idea what lay beyond it.

Every character on her team was precious. Losing any one of them would be heartbreaking, yet her greed kept her from wanting to leave.

As Walnut hesitated over whether to keep moving forward, the former district mayor in the bottle behind her said, "What are you hesitating for? Run already! Why are you risking your life over fifty thousand?"

"But I can only earn four thousand in the next dungeon. Fifty thousand means I can run ten fewer dungeons, and everyone else can rest too. It'll save a lot of time."

"That guy is obviously a liar. You might as well believe I'm a second-class citizen. Besides, your luck is terrible. Just run when you encounter something like this. There's no need to gamble with your life."

"Hmm... how about we take a gamble?"

"Gamble my ass. Listen to me."

Walnut glanced at the former district mayor in the bottle and was just about to follow its advice when someone grabbed her arm hard.

Following the hand gripping her arm, Walnut saw a large number of First-Generation Machines surrounding her from every direction. Tiny detectors on their enormous bulb-shaped heads stared at her without