Given the uncertainty of the situation, Zhang Mo chose the most conservative approach.
After all, they were facing undead creatures like skeletons; the two humans were lucky to escape.
And these skeletons are so well-equipped with weapons.
They really have everything: swords, spears, shields, and more.
He even saw two skeletons holding bows and arrows, resembling an army.
There's no way to fight, and we can't win anyway.
"Big brother."
After obediently lying down on the cardboard on the ground, Zhang Yuan called out to Zhang Mo.
"Um?"
"Do you think it's possible that these skeletons are the skeletons of a necromancer?"
"Huh!? What do you mean?"
Zhang Mo frowned slightly as he looked at his brother.
"If it were to descend, there would be no need for a pumpkin carriage or any other kind of carriage, unless we were encountering a BOSS-level being. Otherwise, there would be no need for such a thing."
"But if they are BOSS-level beings, then a hundred or so seem a bit few for a creature like a skeleton."
"So I wonder if it's possible that a certain profession is a skeleton summoned by a necromancer."
"Most importantly, are there any of these descending monsters who know what a 'pumpkin carriage' from fairy tales is?"
Zhang Yuan shared his analysis.
Have you ever seen a necromancer?
"I've seen it."
"I've seen it too, on the leaderboard, right?"
"Um."
"..."
Zhang Mo ignored his brother and instead looked through binoculars at the iron handle sticking out of the office building in the distance.
After all, he had never seen a pumpkin carriage before.
Therefore, it cannot be determined whether Zhang Yuan's analysis is correct.
He couldn't gamble with his own and his brothers' lives.
We can't afford to gamble.
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