They knew perfectly well that Withers was by no means a bad person.
But perhaps it's because of his profession, or perhaps it's because Withers is a bit of a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur).
This person has always been hostile towards them.
Of course, they also knew that Withers was worried that they would attack his territory.
However, in their view, the West Coast, with its lack of resources and narrow terrain, offered nothing of value.
So even if they were slightly offended, they didn't take it seriously.
After all, they don't even know where they are or what they're going to do next. In this respect, the twelve of them can be said to be in the same boat.
Yes.
Even using a skill like [Eye of Insight], it's impossible to obtain any information.
All that's displayed are question marks like '???'.
This left them somewhat puzzled.
"Hello everyone, I am Dorothy, the 'Ghost Queen'. Since we're both free right now, how about I sing a song to liven things up for you all!"
Just as everyone was completely baffled, Dorothy, the pink-clad girl, took the microphone hanging from her waist.
Then he went to the middle of the crowd.
It looked like they were about to start singing.
"Huh, Dorothy, you're not a spirit today?"
It's like a very abrupt plot twist in a novel.
Adams suddenly stepped forward and asked the other person a question.
This directly interrupted the guy's 'chanting'.
Back when Nini Tier was in the port area, he and his good friend Franklin suffered a lot because they didn't know how 'destructive' this guy's singing was.
to be honest.
If he could, he would never want to go through that again.
After all, the feeling of having your soul torn apart is unbearable.
What?
You asked me what exactly this kind of discomfort is like?
Simple.
Simply place your hands on your thighs and pull them to the left and right with all your might, and you'll experience even a fraction of what they feel.
"Hmm, ah, wasn't the teleportation too sudden? I didn't even have time to enter my spirit form."
Dorothy was somewhat unhappy that her concert had been interrupted.
But the other party is, after all, a real-world lord just like himself.
So she reluctantly gave the other person a reply, embodying the principle of "a magnanimous person doesn't hold grudges."
"That's...that's true..."
Adams, knowing Dorothy was angry, chuckled.
As I said before, people at the same level generally won't easily break off relations.
In any conversation, everyone seemed to be just going through the motions.
Hey everyone, how are you all doing?
Just when everyone was feeling a bit awkward, unsure whether to go up and stop Dorothy, the closed pumpkin carriage finally opened.
Then, Ouyang Qianjin, dressed in a black and blue gothic dress, walked down with the help of the skeleton.
He then sat in a wheelchair.
wheelchair?
Those who didn't know much about Ouyang Qianjin frowned.
After all, no one could have imagined that a disabled person could become the top influencer.
In their understanding, people of this level should be able to run and jump with all four limbs intact, right?
No wonder they didn't take a single step just now.
It wasn't that I was trying to be cool and didn't want to leave; it was that I simply couldn't leave!
From this perspective, becoming a skeleton lord seems like a perfectly natural thing.
After all, knowing the necromancer's initial skills, they naturally knew that among them, only skeletons seemed to be able to make a girl accept being hugged.
“Hello, Ms. Ouyang, I am 'Silver Hand' Phillip Butt. I am ashamed of my attack on you just now. Please accept my sincerest apologies.”
After learning that Ouyang Qianjin wasn't trying to show off in front of them, but genuinely had a leg problem, Philip stepped forward and bowed to her.
Express your apology.
“Ah! Philipbut, you bastard… Hello, Ms. Ouyang, I am Michael of the ‘Holy Blade’, and please accept my sincerest apologies.”
Seeing that even the werewolf Philipbut had gone up, the angel naturally had to follow suit.
Whether it's genuine sincerity or feigned sincerity, who cares?
It's all just public stuff anyway.
Not to mention them, even Ouyang Qianjin herself didn't care.
"Oh, it's nothing, I'm used to it, don't worry about it."
Ouyang Qianjin waved her hand magnanimously, forgiving the werewolf and the birdman.
"Alright everyone, I have to say that you are all lords or powerful figures on the leaderboard, and I'm sure you all have guesses why we were teleported to this place."
"While we can't be sure if it's about the level 100 upgrade quest, one thing is clear: if we don't unite, there will likely be casualties among these thirteen."
"And there's bound to be that kind of thing."
Although there was no recommendation.
However, as the top contributor, Ouyang Qianjin still took the initiative to explain their current situation to these people.
After listening to what Ouyang Qianjin said, everyone started discussing it enthusiastically.
Although there are few people here.
There were only about a dozen people.
But they are all the kind of people who don't give up easily, so getting them to avoid conflict and even cooperate is not an easy task.
Therefore, Ouyang Qianjin only made a few comments at the beginning.
She basically didn't participate in the subsequent discussions.
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