Fang Zheng swore, he had never, never, never in an adventure expended so much mental energy.
In Fang Zheng's memory, the most mentally exhausting time when he went on an adventure was when he escorted a little thief, who had learned zero presence by himself, back home. At that time, the little guy was cursed, and then various unfortunate events occurred frequently along the way, and they didn't encounter any good things from start to finish.
But at least those were just unfortunate events, and they could get through as long as they mustered their spirit.
But now... Fang Zheng only felt a headache.
"Fang Zheng, Fang Zheng, can I blow that up?"
"No!"
"Fang Zheng, Fang Zheng, there's a Minotaur coming! The others definitely can't hold it off!"
"Shut up!"
"Fang Zheng, Fang Zheng, as long as I fire one shot, this maze..."
"If you call out again, I'll knock you out and throw you into the Abyss."
