Chapter 545: The True Meaning of the Game
"That's putting it too seriously," Xu Huo denied. "I just want to plant the flag on the opposite wall."
Zhuo Wangsun was speechless for a couple of seconds before analyzing, "Isn't the risk too great? Once we enter the cleanup area, Clown City most likely won't allow us to return. Getting close to the Protective Wall might even be difficult. Also, the terrain ahead is probably very dangerous, and there's a chance of encountering a Mutant tide. It's too risky just to improve one rating level."
"Fortune favors the bold," Xu Huo said.
Zhuo Wangsun had nothing to say to that. He slowly slowed his pace, falling behind a few steps before catching up again. "I'll go with you, to broaden my horizons."
"Welcome," Xu Huo said with a smile, expressing his delight.
Zhuo Wangsun stared at his face, feeling a bit awkward.
They didn't need to kill people for money. Their main task now was to travel. When encountering Mutants or people from Clown City, they mostly avoided them, only fighting when there was no other choice.
Their speed wasn't slow, but this jungle was more complex than the previous one, essentially a small hill. Some places couldn't be crossed directly, so they had to detour.
"These mists contain trace toxins," Zhuo Wangsun said when they stopped to rest, using his item to measure the fog in the forest. "The situation is similar to the area we came from."