The moment the four used their one chance at a quick revival and emerged from the Underground Ruins, they fell silent.
They remembered the warm, cheerful woman's helpless, heartbroken expression just before she died.
All four shed tears in silence.
Wheelchair clenched his fists. "Those people can't have died for nothing!"
"My conscience won't let those damned butchers get away with this!"
Polar Bear said quietly, "But the four of us probably can't take them head-on."
Guangming said, "Our job posting went out through the Noble Alliance."
"And the Kane Family guaranteed the job."
"If everyone they captured was used to hatch those damned bugs, then everyone who came here before us is already dead."
"But money kept getting sent home to lure more poor people here."
"Whether it's the accounts used to send the money or the information on those people, they couldn't have done this without help from those damned nobles!"
Polar Bear nodded. "Right. From what we learned earlier, more than five hundred people came here to work over the past few days. That many people vanished, yet the authorities haven't reacted at all. It's too suspicious!"
Big Watermelon clenched his fists, his eyes bloodshot. "I'm going to chop every last one of those bastards to pieces! I'll shove their heads up their asses!"
Wheelchair looked up. "Some Mist descended just now. They say Lal City is surrounded by the same silver-gray Mist."
"If that's true, what's happening here may be connected to Lal City!"
"Sister Winter and 108 have the strength and the connections."
"I heard they worked well with the company before. This has to be a hidden quest!"
"If we send them this information first, I'm sure they'll be happy to take it!"
The other three nodded together. "All right. Let's do it!"