Late at night, Ming dragged his tired body to the temporary camp in the central square of the small city. Today, a total of six supply points appeared, cleared nearly 2,000 zombies, and the gains of experience, gold coins, and equipment were quite substantial.
Inside the tent, Digennaro sits on the sofa by the entrance, chin in hand, blankly watching the campfire outside. Flanking the entrance stand self-proclaimed High Priest Baily and Lana who's sworn to eternally follow the Goddess of Light. Spines' straight faces are proud, their hawk-like eyes watch the crowds passing by.
Seeing this scene, Ming felt that these two bodyguards were quite qualified, whether they were truly revered or succumbed to the power of oppression, time could prove everything.
"ming!"
Digennaro saw the figure that gave her a sense of security appear, and immediately jumped up, rushed to Ming, and gave him a big hug.
