Gathered like a ball of fire, scattered like stars across the ground

"Are Black Market bodyguards really that formidable?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"At least they're far more formidable than you look."

Water Forty-Three answered honestly.

"Tch, that's only because I didn't go all out. If I used every trick I had, heh heh."

"What would happen if you used them all?"

Water Forty-Three asked cooperatively.

"Sigh, it wouldn't be much different from now."

Thinking about how he had nearly exhausted all his trump cards, he could not help but sigh.

And all the loot he had gotten was a pile of useless junk. If he had not wheedled two skills out of 8848, this round would have been a massive loss.

Sure enough, when fighting, you had to fight rich people. Fighting poor people and lunatics meant you lost big if you lost and gained nothing even if you won.

"You can still keep that sense of humor at a time like this. Looks like you're very confident in yourself."

Water Forty-Three said.

"I wouldn't call it confidence. I've escaped death so many times that I've gone numb. It's like sex—if you do it with the same person ten or twenty times a day, even if they're a Succubus, eventually you won't feel anything."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

"You've even done it with a Succubus?"

Water Forty-Three looked at him with solemn admiration.

In the world of sex, Succubi were on the level of nine-headed abalone. They were not something ordinary people could afford.

"Cough, cough. That was just a perfectly ordinary metaphor from Zheng's life."

He said it with slight embarrassment.

"You're quite interesting. If I survive, perhaps we can be friends."

Water Forty-Three's antennae trembled slightly.

"Come to think of it, why did you agree to come here as an undercover agent? You could become a manager here, so shouldn't your