Earth Spirit Oz

Zhang Yang’s party revived one by one. Luck was not something you can control. There’s really nothing you can do about if something went bad and luck did not favor you.

On their second run, Hundred Shots’ first <Silencing Shot> was already a miss, leading the team to death once more.

“What the f*ck is going on!? I swear that this is just an easy boss, but how did we get ourselves in this freaking shitty situation!?”

“Fatty, I think it’s your karma biting back at you. This is probably a payback for peeping at your neighbor’s little sister.” Zhang Yang joked.

“Go to hell little Yang! I’m a true gentleman! Why would I try to peek under a girl’s skirt?” Fatty Han said a honest face.

“Big Bro! Zhan Yu didn’t say anything about peeking under a skirt. Did you just dig your own grave?” Drizzler giggled away happily.

Zhang Yang frowned, suddenly feeling envious of Fatty Han. “Why did you address him as Big Bro and I’m the uncle?!”