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Being the last to be kicked by Zonyan Grayclaw, Joey opened his eyes to find himself looking into Vulcan’s eyes, who smiled, baring his teeth. “Are you awake? Your bag is empty!”

Spooked, Joey immediately shoved him away and opened the little bag in front of his chest, but breathed a sigh of relief when he realized every treasure he had was still there. “Stop fooling around—you almost scared me to death.”

“It’s just some materials you gathered from Hundred Huntings. Do you need to baby it that much?” Vulcan replied nonchalantly.

As an early skill for Rangers, materials required for Hundred Huntings were Player-friendly enough to be completely gathered in early dungeons.

Still, Joe did not reply and slid a look at Zonyan Blackhand.

Vulcan immediately understood.

With the Super Black Hand in their party, even the lowest grade of mineral was rare to come by…

Nonetheless, Zonyan pretended as if he didn’t see their exchange. “How do we get to the Lyon Savannah from here?” He asked the Long-ear called Laybit.

“You would reach Timite past these reefs. Lyon Savannah is past that and the Vierlin Plains after it.” Laybit replied. “A three-day journey, tops.”

“I see…” Zonyan mused. “Could you lead the way?”

Although Zonyan did not live like a prince when he was the chief of the Grayclaw tribe, he didn’t really travel far from home either. The furthest he went was the Vierlin Plains, and he naturally wouldn’t recognize the way around here.

Laybit’s rabbit ears straightened. “Sure, if you pay me.”

Zonyan’s look turned awkward.

Although the Western Continent shared the same three-pronged currency of copper, Rions and Abbys that the Eastern Continent used, Zonyan didn’t have any since all the currency he had were game coins.

Meanwhile, Vulcan and Joe who were shoving around at each other suddenly noticed Laybit, with Vulcan’s gaze sharpening.

Everything about her: the pink short hair, a hidden strength and toughness despite her outward tameness and soft-spoken side seemed to push his buttons in all the right places.

Pushing off Joey with one firm shove then, he ran his fingers through his hair on one hand and planted himself flamboyantly between Laybit and Zonyan.

“Lady, the name’s Vulcan. May I interest you in dinner?” Vulcan said, feigning a deep voice while lashing his eyebrow continuously at Laybit.

“You’re blind.” Laybit’s ears drooped unhappily again. “I’m a man.”

?!?!

Vulcan’s face dropped, unable to keep together his Romeo act. “N-no way!”

“Long-Ears are like that.”

Zonyan clapped his hand on Vulcan’s shoulder, before turning to Laybit. “I don’t have money, but I have some items that I could barter with. What do you think?”

At that, he whipped out a bottle of watered-down Cola, a bottle of watered-down Fanta and a bottle of watered-down Emergency Syrup.

Laybit simply stared at the drinks that were mostly seawater doubtfully.

Zonyan himself was both speechless and helpless. When other Players were slaying monsters to farm for items, he alone quietly carried out daily quests to earn money. He was now rich, but the problem was that he couldn’t get the money… scratch that, he could, but Laybit wouldn’t agree that it is money!

It’s all that damned broken boat’s fault!