The four hit it off and decided to solve the Drowning Curse together.
Zhou Sining had offered a convincing "novel premise," but it was still just a novel. They had no way to buy the original publication or contact its author.
They had no leads for an investigation, either.
So, as usual, Mo Fan called Leng Lingling.
Of the four of them, two were hotheads and the two women had no hunting experience. For something this strange, they were better off consulting Ling Ling, their resident strategist.
The moment Ling Ling heard that Mo Fan wanted to tackle the Drowning Curse, she couldn't sit still. She immediately booked a ticket to Spain.
She told Mo Fan and the others that the Drowning Curse hadn't appeared only in East Sea City and Spain. Traces had surfaced in the United States, Brazil, Canada... even along China's rivers and coasts. It was a worldwide phenomenon.
These bizarre deaths had caught the attention of the World Hunters' Alliance and become the subject of a special bounty pool.
Any bounty related to the Drowning Curse, whether posted by an individual, a government, an organization, or a research department, went into that pool.
Whoever solved the Drowning Curse would collect every reward and all the Hunter Points in the pool.
So far, the prize money had reached 350 million—a fortune to Mo Fan.
Ever since his fight with Pei Li, he had wanted a Soul Seed and a Domain more and more.
Natural Soul Seeds started at 600 million on the market. The better ones cost 800 million.
He had asked Zhao Manyan about Zhou Sining's Soul Seed, Gangsha. It would start at no less than 1.2 billion, and judging by what it could do, someone would pay two billion for it.
Two billion! How long