Chapter 612 - 606. Farewell
Two hours after he woke up, Zein was already out in the Deathzone again.
The surprised reporters flashed their cameras at the few seconds window of Zein’s appearance before the guide entered the car and went away again. He was one of the people the reporters wanted to see the most, but the man hadn’t shown himself at all, and no one was willing to tell them where he was or what he had been doing.
But they weren’t given time for an interview, because the guide immediately dashed away in a car with several espers. The car headed east, across the desert, before turning into a mountain range Bassena had seen before on the first day of their dungeon hopping.
"This feels so stupid," Bassena muttered.
He had seen that mountain range before, but he hadn’t thought of searching on the mountain. To be fair, they were just looking for dungeons and beasts at that time, with only a two-hour time limit. Still, he felt foolish to never think of coming back to look for it.
"What are you doing there, anyway?" Zein asked while patting his annoyed esper’s knee.
"Training," Zhan shrugged his shoulder. "I’m going to get a prosthetic later, but I feel like I should use the chance to train using one hand too--you know, in case the prosthetic malfunctioned in the middle of the fight or something."
Zein raised his brow. It was admirable how the spearman was so nonchalant about having to re-train his whole posture and balance, but...
"In the mountain?"
What kind of spearman-ship training was there to do in the mountain?
"Oh, I want to try climbing with one hand," Zhan laughed lightheartedly as if climbing with one hand was the same as jogging around the neighborhood. "Oh, there--so you see that weirdly shaped boulder? Stop there!"