McRaey, who heard Bill's shout, was unmoved. His sharp eyes continued to observe the battlefield.
The Goblin Boss' Attack frequency, Attack Method, Movement Speed…
The other four members of the team moved and lost HP.
In this short minute, everything that happened on the battlefield was recorded into 's precisely calculated brain.
A few seconds later, McRae came to a conclusion.
"Seven minutes, team annihilated. The Boss would still have two-thirds of its health left."
…
Suddenly.
An urgent knock on the door interrupted McRae's thoughts.
Bang!
Bang bang!!!
When he heard the commotion outside the door, McRae frowned slightly. However, he was already in front of the Boss and had no time to care about the commotion outside the door. He didn't stop what he was doing.
But the problem was…
The person who was knocking on the door didn't seem like she'd stop until she saw McRae.
Bang!
Bang bang!!!
The knocking on the door sounded again, and the rhythm became more hurried.
At this moment, the increasingly hurried knocking on the door made McRae lose interest in watching the battle. He sighed helplessly and had to get up to see what was going on.
A moment later.
McRae opened the door and saw a young and beautiful girl standing outside.
She stood with a dignified posture, her slightly curled long hair hanging on her shoulders, her skin fair and tender, and her figure slim.
The slightly raised corners of her mouth revealed a confident and delicate air.
In short, according to McRae's aesthetics, she was an out-and-out beauty.
At this point, McRae couldn't help but size up the young girl in front of her.
"You are?"
Thinking about the battle that was still ongoing, McRae didn't buy time, and directly asked first.
Because in his memory, he had never come into contact with this girl in his previous life.
The girl shook her head, opened her red lips slightly and said quietly,
"I came to inform you that you've already delayed your three months' rent. Please quickly pay the delayed payment and this month's rent, a total of 6,000 yuan."
So they were here to collect debts, replied indifferently.
"Where's Uncle Li who's collecting rent?"
The woman frowned.
"I'm the owner of this house, which means I'm your landlord. The Uncle Li I hired previously to help me collect my rent is sick, so he went home to rest."
Following the woman's sweet voice, McRae once again fell into thoughts about her previous life.
…
In his previous life, before he came into contact with the game Divine Domain that changed his fate…
He had been living a rather difficult life.
And in his memory, this female landlord didn't appear. It had always been Uncle Li who endured him owing rent.
Now that Uncle Li was actually sick, the female landlord came straight to him. It should be some butterfly effect brought about by his rebirth.
…
The woman wanted to say more
But just as she was about to open his mouth, she was interrupted by McRae.
"Sorry, I have to deal with something first."
After McRae finished speaking, he didn't care about the gradually appearing anger on the girl's face.
He turned around and returned to the game, leaving the girl standing there.
According to McRae's estimation, most of his teammates had already been killed by the Goblin Boss.
…
Returning to the game, as McRae had expected, Ursol, Simon, and Meng Qi had already died.
Only the nimble Bandit, Bill, was still fleeing desperately, remained, though his death was imminent.
McRae's own HP was also gradually depleted by the Boss' AOE attacks.
The situation was very critical.
Bill, who was dodging back and forth among the rocks, trees, and bushes, cursed.
"Damn healer! Quickly heal me!"
"Heal! Are you deaf!?"
"Trash!"
McRae, who had regained control, ignored the barking Bill and silently cast a Secondary Healing Spell on himself. It slowly recovered his health.
At this moment, in a room in Long Ocean City, a little fatty who was playing Divine Domain stared at his health points on the computer. It was constantly being cut by the Boss, and so he roared angrily,
"Healer! Heal, heal!"
"Can't you see that I'm going to die! Give me more HP!"
"Damn it!"
Bill saw that McRae was still unmoved, only adding healing to his own character
Then, he looked at the Goblin Boss whose HP bar had already decreased by one-third. He thought about the reward for the first clear of the Boss. He gritted his teeth and suppressed his anger as he said,
"Brother, good brother."
"Please give me more HP!"
McRae, who was still slowly recovering her health behind the boulder, said softly,
"I can't. If I heal your HP, the Boss will attack me."
For a moment, Bill didn't know whether this healer was really stupid or fake, but for the sake of the clearing reward, he continued patiently,
"Good brother, heal me. It's alright, I'm pulling aggro! The Boss won't attack you!"
McRae smiled and said,
"That's hard to say. What if you sneak away again? Just like just now, didn't the three of them die that way?"
At this moment, Bill made a careless move, and his low HP was wiped out by the Goblin BOSS.
System: Player [Bill] died.
Looking at the black screen, Little Fatty punched the keyboard and shouted angrily in the team voice chat:
"Did you do it on purpose!? Did you deliberately cheat me so that you can keep the reward for yourself!?"
"Let me tell you, McRae, you want to kill the Boss with just a Healer? Dream on!"
McRae slowly walked out from behind the huge rock and said coldly,
"Wasn't that your goal?"
"The reward for clearing the dungeon is not cheap. It's a pity to give it to a few noobs gathered just to make up the numbers."
"So you decided from the start to use us to eliminate the small monsters on the road and wear down a bit of the Boss' HP. It's best if I, the Healer and the Goblin Boss are the only ones left in the end. Then, you deliberately make a mistake to let the Boss kill me and kill the Boss yourself."
When he said this, McRae paused.
"I have to say, your plan is pretty clever."
Bill, who was exposed by McRae, flew into a rage out of humiliation and scolded,
"You useless people want the first clear reward? Dream on! I'd like to see if you can continue to talk big when you die at the hands of the Goblin Boss!"
"Ma… you…"
Without waiting for Bill to continue cursing, McRae directly turned off Bill's voice message.
Looking at McRae who had switched off her teammate's voice, Little Fatty rubbed his hair angrily.
"McRae, right! I'll remember you!"
"A mere healer wants to kill the Dark Goblin Boss alone?!"
"Dream on!"