The smoke seed to have a special effect, making Ree Shil feel weak and sleepy.
Listening to the noises from Sisi nearby, it seed like they were being attacked.
He wanted to help them but couldn’t due to his lack of energy and visibility.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Before falling into a deep sleep, he felt sothing hot and sticky on his hand.
It seed like... so kind of bug silk.
Card Table chanism did not trigger, which ant one thing.
This hostility was not from card players.
He rembered that he had immunity from Contestant 285’s ntal control due to being a card player on both sides.
Under the circumstances where he was unable to fight due to the bug’s incense, the Card Ga not triggering could only an that this hostile action had co from the native inhabitants.
That is to say, these three Mothfolk were not card players.
Or at least, the two little Mothfolk weren’t card players.
Ree Shil didn’t have ti to think more about it as he fell asleep uncontrollably.
However, when he woke up, he found himself lying beside a fire.
Andrew Hill was guarding beside him, in front of which was a small Mothman tied up with hemp ropes.
As for Sisi and Mossy Mushroom, they were nowhere to be seen.
"What’s going on right now, and how long have I been asleep?"
Ree Shil touched his head and sat up, looking at the sky.
The night was still hanging high, and the moon’s position had hardly changed.
It ant that he had probably only been in deep sleep for about ten minutes.
Andrew Hill didn’t answer but handed over a densely written whiteboard in advance.
Through its contents, Ree Shil learned the ins and outs of the situation.
It turned out that thanks to the protective doll costu, Andrew Hill had ti to hold his breath and was hardly affected by the bug’s incense.
Its first instinct was to find Ree Shil, who was closest to it.
But as soon as he tried to protect him, a PVE Card Ga was triggered.
The enemy in the card ga was a Mothfolk, who had tried to kidnap Ree Shil.
Learning from their experience dealing with the Corrupted Antfolk, Andrew Hill had subdued the Mothfolk by controlling its health and tied it up with a hemp rope.
That was the situation Ree Shil saw now.
"Where did you get this hemp rope?"
While asking this question, Ree Shil already found the answer as he saw the frog’s stomach deflate a little.
It seed that this guy’s Instance carrying capacity was higher than he thought.
"Um..."
The effects of the drug had not completely worn off, causing him to involuntarily touch his head and feel so pain.
Then he saw Andrew Hill walk in front of him, with one hand withering.
The entire doll costu shook as if the hand had been retracted and was searching for sothing.
A few seconds later, a round bottle appeared from the inside and stuck to its nostril.
Andrew Hill bent down and patted his head.
Clang, clang.
The glass dicine bottle fell to the ground.
"Take so dicine, it might make you feel better."
It held up a sign.
"...Could it be that you’re so sort of ’Dora A Frog’?"
Ree Shil picked up the dicine bottle while making a sarcastic comnt.
At the sa ti, he suddenly wondered whether the dicine brought from the Cube Card taverse could cure the corruption disease?
If Andrew Hill had other dicines, they could try it when they went back to town, exploiting the Small Card BUG.
Swallowing the dicine with water, he imdiately felt much better.
"What do we do next?"
Andrew Hill held up a sign asking.
"Do you have any tools for interrogation in your body?"
Ree Shil asked tentatively.
"I used so just now, and he spilled everything."
Andrew Hill replied.
"...Impressive."
Ree Shil didn’t expect that the guy really had tools for torture.
Then Andrew Hill handed over the whiteboard again, and he noticed that the backside also had text.
According to the interrogation of the Mothman, Sisi and Mossy Mushroom had been taken in two different directions.
This was the usual thod of the Wander Thieves when committing cris, in order to avoid being caught altogether, they would flee separately after succeeding.
The Gno Mothman took Sisi away, while the Mothman took Mossy Mushroom.
"So what do you think? How should we proceed?"
Andrew Hill held up the sign.
"Of course we should chase after them. They’re still carrying people, so they shouldn’t be able to run far, especially when that dwarf’s legs are as short as Mossy Mushroom’s."
Ree Shil said so.
"Split up?"
Andrew Hill asked again.
"No, splitting up is definitely not the way. I feel that the dwarf is very likely to be a card player, and going after them alone might not be easy."
Ree Shil shook his head and said decisively, "Although it breaks my heart, we must make a button throw to protect the king at this ti. Let’s go after Sisi."
"What are you throwing?"
Andrew Hill didn’t understand.
"Button, the ’button’ in garbage."
Ree Shil explained.
"..."
Andrew Hill rarely wrote "..." on the whiteboard.
"I think you don’t seem to be heartbroken at all."
He wrote again.
But in fact, Andrew Hill also agreed to this proposal: a teammate’s death was not real after all, but if Sisi died, it would be truly over. Besides, she was their mission guide and couldn’t be in danger.
"Ahhhh!"
When a man and a frog had more or less reached a conclusion, the tied-up Mothman suddenly scread.
His skin began to show signs of purple crystallization.
This was a sign of impending corruption.
"Big Boss! Big Boss, save !"
"Please let go, I need to find Big Boss!"
He looked very painful.
But from what he said, could it be that the dwarf had a way to cure the corruption disease?
This ti, Ree Shil didn’t speak but took the initiative to pick up Andrew Hill’s whiteboard.
"Let him go, and we’ll follow quietly."
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