“He’s someone who’s been through thick and thin. As long as he doesn’t fall into the abyss, he’ll be fine,” Li Changzhou said.
After soaking their feet, the two ate the dinner brought by the waiter. Yang Qinglan left half a bowl of rice, turned it all into tiny rice grains, and sent them out to gather information.
After dinner, the two lay in bed and analyzed the information they had gathered from rice grains and corn kernels.
One kernel of corn successfully hid inside the child's clothes.
"Find him as soon as possible tomorrow and get our hands on this 'great power' first," Li Changzhou said.
"Okay, give it to me. You focus on the battle, I'll use it to support you."
In this mission, all abilities were transformed into 'great power,' and the same was true for spirit. Although Li Changzhou is still stronger than seasoned warriors, he inevitably finds it difficult to cope with the multiple abilities he used to have in 'evenly matched' dungeon battles as before.
Yang Qinglan is different; turning inanimate objects into life wouldn't waste her attention, and she could easily use the 'brilliant green light' to cover him up.
"Based on the probing inside the tavern, the child's ability probably can't be used on inanimate targets. When the time comes, use your 'Corn Soldiers' to pinpoint the location, and I'll launch a long-range sneak attack."
"His ability seems to only be able to attack a single target at a time. The abyss has many rocks and solid ice, so I can also use a human wave tactic."
After saying that, Yang Qinglan frowned slightly, looking quite beautiful: "But we should still be prepared for the other party to hide their true abilities."
"certainly."
"...Don't touch me randomly."
"I'm cold," Li Changzhou said pitifully, like a child who hadn't eaten enough.
"Endure it. I'd rather die than take off my clothes here."
“Okay.” Li Changzhou put his arm around her.
Yang Qinglan nestled contentedly in his arms.
After a long day of travel, both of them were exhausted and quickly fell into a deep sleep.
On the floor, several groups of "water people" stood silently on guard. Unlike Li Changzhou's ability, which required him to be conscious, Yang Qinglan's ability didn't matter if she fell asleep.
Before dawn the next day, everyone gathered in the lobby, sat in a corner, and made final preparations while enjoying breakfast.
"...Remember this: the flame must not be extinguished, and you must not gaze into the abyss," the old man warned again.
"I understand, I understand," Andy said.
This time, the old man didn't scold him. After a pause, he asked, "If you want to live, you don't necessarily have to go into the abyss. If you want to quit, it's not too late."
“You can survive anywhere, but to live well, you have to go into the abyss,” Yate said. “Take the waiters at this hotel, for example. They are paid well, but they can only have fun once a month. But if they go to the abyss, they can have fun every day for a year.”
“Even if you don’t use it for pleasure,” Berts said, “just going down once will allow you to live comfortably for twenty or thirty years. Going down a few more times will allow you to live a life without having to do anything and still have plenty to eat and drink.”
“I want ‘great power’!” Stone Fist said.
"Andy, what about you?" the old man asked.
“Old man, I asked you before, why do you still go out when you're so old? Tell me—” Andy paused, “A warrior must fall in battle, even if knives are falling, you must keep going.”
"..." The old man looked at Tali.
“I,” Tali took a breath, “my family is very poor, and I really need money.”
"Is everything decided?" Li Changzhou asked.
He neither advised nor sympathized with them. Just as "whoever fights with a monster will become a monster himself," he had been in the game of values for too long and had begun to believe in "survival of the fittest."
"It's decided!" everyone shouted in unison.
"Let's go then." Li Changzhou stood up, and Yang Qinglan, who was wrapped up tightly, followed suit.
The old man, Andy, Tali, Yate, Stonefist, and Pepper stood up.
The old man led Andy to retrieve the snow leopard's jerky, and the eight of them left the inn, heading towards the abyss in the dim light of dawn.
The frost on the ground was trampled into mud, and there were adventurers who had set off even earlier than them.
Who isn't striving in this world? Just living is hard work, and living well is even harder.
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