Linda thought excitedly.
"You bastard, did you hear me? I'm calling your name!"
A furious roar exploded in my ears.
Linda glanced to the side and saw a strong, bearded man glaring angrily at her, slamming a rubber baton into his shoulder.
Linda instinctively used her forearm to block.
He forgot he was still wearing handcuffs, and the force of nearly 1000 points almost broke them.
He paused for a moment, accustomed to the secret realm continent, feeling somewhat uncomfortable in this low-magic world. It was all iron, but the iron in the secret realm continent was far harder than this.
Handcuffs? They're practically made of paper.
If Linda hadn't needed to use this carriage to infiltrate Hell's Dawn for investigation, he would have kicked the bearded man away with a single kick.
A twisted excitement flickered in Leiser's eyes as he watched the rubber baton fall with a thud, eager to see Linda's forearm break.
However, Raiser felt as if he had struck steel; the rubber baton bent due to the immense force, while the man named Linda in front of him was unharmed and calmly withdrew his arm.
"arrive."
"Here!" Kaphni and Monica, having also finished looking at the World Tree Leaf, called out after Linda.
When they looked up, Leather's anger vanished instantly.
How can such a beautiful girl exist in the world?
They were shining brightly!
The other passengers in the carriage were also dumbfounded. How could they only notice such a beautiful girl now?
These slightly illogical points were all corrected by the power of the World Tree Goddess's rules.
Everyone felt a little dizzy for a moment, then accepted the presence of Kaphni and the others.
Kaphni glanced at the dumbfounded Leather and sneered, "You ant, what are you looking at? Believe me or not, I'll take you down!"
Leiser snapped back to reality, his first feeling not of anger, but of frustration. What was wrong with these three? Did they even realize they were about to enter hell?
As his superior, he should be someone these people desperately need to curry favor with; a small arrangement could greatly increase their survival rate in the upcoming 'feast'.
"You three, very good, I will arrange a wonderful place for you."
Leiser gave a sinister laugh.
Upon hearing this, everyone revealed expressions of schadenfreude.
A few kind-hearted people sighed and shook their heads in pity.
Linda took in the reactions of everyone around her and thought to herself: It seems that the first hurdle of the secret realm trial is to pass the 'feast' that Leiser mentioned.
After roll call, Leather went outside to smoke a cigar and chatted with the coachman.
Taking this opportunity, Lin Dade asked someone to find out the contents of the 'feast'.
He didn't explore this place last time in the secret realm, and once ordinary adventurers leave a story-driven secret realm, their memories of what they experienced inside will be blurred by the World Tree Goddess, making it impossible to leave behind a detailed walkthrough.
Linda was an exception in this regard; he clearly remembered what he had explored on the fourth floor last time. But he couldn't learn about those areas he hadn't explored using guides from other adventurers.
Linda was wondering who to strike up a conversation with when the skinny guy next to him uninvited nudged him with his knee and said in a low voice, "Hey buddy, wanna team up?"
"cooperate?"
Linda looked at the man.
He was a skinny man with a long face, protruding teeth, and curly brown hair.
"You're all lambs, and you still want to fight alone?" The skinny man looked at Linda's physique with disdain. He had muscles, but he wasn't big enough.
In the world of adventurers, this idea would be laughable, as muscles and strength are not synonymous.
But the people here don't possess any fighting spirit or magic, so Linda naturally wouldn't point that out. She smiled awkwardly and asked, "Excuse me, what is a mutton sheep?"
"You don't even know this? You're not some refugees captured in the wilderness, are you?"
The skinny man scratched his head in regret, but since he had already started, he might as well get to the bottom of it:
“My name is Mark, a fighter in the ‘Snaketail Gang.’ Most of the people here were captured and enslaved after losing gang wars. As for the sheep…”
"Hehehe, he's referring to us poor souls who are about to be fed to wild beasts."
Mark said bitterly, "We'll be thrown onto the arena by those bastards from Hell's Dawn, and VIPs will have to buy tickets to watch all sorts of beasts tear us apart! Dude, you and your companions have offended Leather, and that guy will definitely put you in the closest spot to the beasts."
Linda: "So, what does 'cooperation' mean?"
“Shove the others, let those poor wretches feed the beasts. When only one-tenth of the survivors remain, this feast will end, and we will become ‘fighters,’ fighting three rounds in the arena to regain our freedom.” Mark smiled sinisterly.
Linda felt uncomfortable with this kind of person and frowned, saying, "I refuse."
Given the strength of the Phoenix Tail Flower Squad, there's no need for cooperation.
Mark's expression changed: "You'll regret this. No one can survive on their own."
"Assuming you're not an adventurer," Linda added in her mind.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
