"If we fall down, we'll probably die with no corpse to be found."
A young man who was also in charge of the supplies beside them sighed in surprise. It seemed to be his first time officially entering the domain field.
"If I fall in, I'll be the one to eat them!" The owner of the fog glanced at the young man and said indifferently.
"If you had the ability, you wouldn't be in charge of the resources like us. You would have joined the combat formation long ago." The young man couldn't help but roll his eyes.
Hearing this, the owner of the fog immediately revealed a displeased expression and immediately retorted.
As they argued, the topic gradually rose to the output of greeting language.
Listening to the bickering between the owner of the fog and the young man, Feng Qi could not help but shake his head.
The owner of the fog, who had adapted to human life, had really become a troll.