"Damn it, I thought I was the only one who bought them!" someone couldn't help complaining.
"We just don't like reading guides. Who's stupid here?" someone beside him immediately retorted. "A little shop opened right next to the quest location, with Liszt standing there after not showing up for eight hundred years. Who wouldn't buy something?"
Liszt gave an absurd smile. "Sir, this is my first time seeing Undead who buy one to ten of every item without giving any thought to what those potions and curios might do."
Hill took a deep breath and shook his head with difficulty. "It's fine. They may not have brought enough supplies, but they handled it."
But Hill could understand why Liszt looked so utterly incredulous.
Although most people in the Heaven-Defying Alliance and similar PVP Families had something wrong with them, and even Liszt, who understood that they treated this fantasy world like a game, occasionally found them incomprehensible, those people were still battle-hardened fighters highly experienced with all kinds of quests.
Even if they were not entirely sure what they were supposed to do, they would always prepare thoroughly.
Yet they knew that the suddenly opened shop nearby might be some sort of hint, and still bought one of everything... Even the ones who bought ten of each were hard to understand.
They had absolutely no idea what they themselves intended to do... Frankly, Hill could have understood if they had simply focused on buying energy potions or certain door-opening tools.
Instead, after making a round of the shop, they decided to buy one full set of everything.
Without exception. At most, those who knew themselves reasonably well bought ten sets.
Why were so many people staying behind? Because they had not brought enough invisibility potions!
Otherwise, leaving three people behind