"No. It's not a misunderstanding, it's a mistake, my mistake to trust this guild and it's shitty people but no more. I'm resigning from this guild, effective immediately."
He should be fine because of the food he is lab rat testing.
Hank scratched his fluffy hair while pacing back and forth. He said urgently, "Yes, of course I know that humans have to at least be Black Iron rank if they want to adapt to the New World's environment. Otherwise, they'd be infected with various viruses and get sick. Their body will suffer a rapid decline, and if they fail to get timely treatment or leave Planet Norma, death is a likely scenario in serious cases!"