"Old Li, I'm so lucky to have met you! From now on, we'll share the good times and weather the bad together!"
Li Tianming lay on the ground and said weakly, "Give me half the Sequence Potions this time."
"Dream on."
Li Tianming rolled his eyes at Qin Siyang. "Hah. What a load of crap."
After resting for a while, the two dragged their exhausted, foul-smelling bodies toward the Safe Zone.
On the way back, they casually killed a few more displaced Iron-Helm Rat Fleas.
But this time, they got nothing.
Qin Siyang was unhappy. "What trash. Not a single piece of disc carapace!"
"You killed their king last time. What more do you want?"
The two slowly made their way back to the Safe Zone.
As they passed the area near the Safe Zone, their bizarre appearance once again drew everyone's attention.
"Is that guy covered in slime Li Tianming?"
"The build looks about right! Is the one with his ass hanging out Qin Siyang?"
"It should be those two. Nobody else would walk back from deep in the Safe Zone."
"Boss, stop working. Let's go watch!"
"...We've already gone to watch three times in just one week. Haven't you had enough? If all we do is watch, how are we supposed to eat?"
"Fine. But Qin Siyang brings back unusual disc carapaces every time. I've been here three years and never seen anything like them!"
"Ah, go on, then. I doubt any of you are in the mood for God-Hunting anyway."
A crowd followed Qin Siyang and Li Tianming back into the Safe Zone again.
But they immediately caught a foul stench and instinctively put more distance between themselves and the two men.
When he finally entered the Safe Zone, Qin Siyang's first thought was, *Finally, I'm back.