Zhao Xun was not surprised.
Among more than a dozen players, there was no way every single person's special ability would be useless against ghosts.
Although the peculiar nature of ghosts rendered many special abilities ineffective, prompting the game to provide "weapons capable of killing ghosts," there would always be exceptions.
Zhao Xun had never assumed he would be the only exception among them.
The Monk only said that his special ability worked against ghosts. He had no intention of explaining exactly what it was.
The others could hardly press him.
Zhao Xun continued to take charge of moving the game forward. "Let's work out which rooms we haven't searched yet, then keep going."
"Since we're all together now, I suggest we stop splitting up," the Monk proposed. "That would keep everyone as safe as possible, speed up our searches, and let us share information immediately."
"I agree!" the Father was the first to jump in.
He could not have been happier to have everyone moving together.
Whether he considered his own safety or access to information, sticking together worked in his favor.
Besides, with everyone together, he would have more opportunities to steal their weapons.
He had little confidence in his ability to kill ghosts, but stealing things from other people was another matter.
After all, his special ability was called [Taking Things from a Bag].
As long as he had seen an item with his own eyes, knew exactly where it was, and got close enough without the other person noticing, he could silently take it.
So staying together offered him every advantage and no drawbacks.
No one commented on the Father's enthusiastic response, and the others had no objections to moving together either.
Although sticking together might mean competing over ghosts, whoever killed one first would get