Chapter 1786 1051: Failed Man

After spending a long time exploring the Sain Dungeon, most normal people would make some progress.

They gradually figured out the patterns of certain traps, and their skills kept improving, with fewer and fewer deaths occurring during their exploration, becoming more and more adept.

Many adventurers pride themselves on this, arrogantly thinking they have outgrown their past selves and become mature adventurers, exuding an aura that nearly screams "expert."

Especially those whose skills have improved to quite a high level, there's rarely anything that can bring them to death. Every death to them is a valuable lesson worth remembering and analyzing meticulously.

Then today, Gapar successfully managed to fall to his death.

He fell to his death, deliberately jumping off a cliff himself.

This experience is not valuable at all and not worth remembering.

In fact, it's quite embarrassing to talk about...

Now he sits silently by the bonfire.

A death that isn't too serious shouldn't make him silent, but the issue is.

The two of them have fallen to their deaths four times by now.

They haven't succeeded in reaching the gathering place even once.

"This isn't right, it shouldn't be this way..."

Leon paced back and forth in front of him, his face filled with confusion, his brows knitted into a deep furrow, looking like he could seamlessly play the role of a moody protagonist in an art film.

They've already tried four times! All failures!

The first time they failed, he was calm enough to say, as expected, it's not that easy.

The second time, he replicated his past experience, killed the Pilgrimage Butterfly, then released the Dragon Feast Prayer, which attracted the rampage of the Dragon Hunter Armor, breaking the bridge, and eventually leading his party off the cliff. Last time, he had reached the gathering place after these events.

But the second attempt still ended in failure; why did it suddenly stop working?

On the third and fourth attempts, they had jumped off the cliff four times already, but it still didn't work.

Leon even went alone to try it a fifth time, thinking that maybe only one person could pass each time.

However, the result remained him falling to his death.

Five times, five times!

What kind of normal person would choose to jump off a cliff five times in one day!?

Just recalling the feeling of falling through the air made his face twitch, especially since jumping off was his own choice. He didn't even know whom to vent his anger at.

Should he blame the Sain Dungeon? They've cursed it countless times over the days, now they're completely out of energy to keep cursing it.

"This isn't right, what should we do to get back?"

Leon felt like he was about to be stuck here, unable to progress further.

Finally, he thought of the only solution.

"Teacher."

When Gapar saw Leon looking at him, he even felt a tremor in his hand, as if his apprentice in front of him was about to come up with some crazy idea.

"How about we tie a rope around ourselves and take turns jumping down? If we don't fall into the gathering place, we can still be pulled up alive, how about that?"

"How about... not about!?"

Gapar immediately refused this suggestion.

In the time that followed, Leon didn't give up, continuously attempting to jump off the cliff.

But in the end, none of the attempts allowed him to reach the gathering place, and finally on his fifteenth attempt, Gapar forcibly took him away.

The ambitious gathering place adventure ended in regret under cries of anger.

"I don't believe it! I'm going to try again tomorrow!"

However, for the following consecutive days, he couldn't successfully enter the gathering place again.

His journey to explore the gathering place was beached just like Luluwo's campaign against the Master of the Abyss.

And there was no end to the beaching in sight.

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In Lake Lienia, at the Skyrim Strategy Group's base.

"Captain, afternoon tea."

Chaos, dressed in casual attire, pushed the door open, placing a platter of sandwiches, a dish of pastries, and hot tea in front of Luluwo.

However, the latter seemed to have no time to acknowledge him at the moment.

"Huh? What do you mean by suddenly backing out, weren't you just brimming with ambition a few days ago, seeking me out to take down Manus together!"

"What, you only saw the message I sent you today? Lost your will after watching the recording?"

"You—hello hello? Hung up so fast, you scoundrel!"

Luluwo was talking furiously into a conch-shaped communication device, and judging by her words and tone, she was in a bad mood.

Chaos was unfazed, saying, "Did someone quit again?"

"Ah, ah," Luluwo let out a frustrated noise, sprawling onto the table like an invertebrate, "I haven't recruited a single helper for days, but I've received a ton of quitting notices, it's infuriating!"

She waved her hand in anger. If it were just her here, she might even roll on the ground a few times in frustration.

Just as my intel gathered, she can sometimes be as temperamental as a child. Chaos's eyes flickered with a realization: geniuses do have some quirks, don't they?

This actually makes her more manageable.

So he pushed the plate of sandwiches toward Luluwo, saying, "Have some sweets to calm down, Captain."

It was a truly calorically excessive sandwich, slathered with Rainbow Fruit juice diluted countless times yet still overly sweet, along with syruped fruits and various desserts, making the two slices of bread covering all that seem redundant.