The person opposite her gave her assurance, then turned to the witch sitting on the ground with great concern to confirm. As she left, for some reason, her expression of concern seemed a bit too forced, like that of an inept actor in front of the camera.

But 007 didn't dwell on it. Her mind was currently fixed on only one thing—

No, I must not let her go!

But that person was heading in the opposite direction from her. 007 didn't dare to pass directly in front of the old witch. She could only take a wide detour before running in the direction the person had gone.

As she ran swiftly through the forest, she used her sleeve to wipe the sweat beading on her forehead.

For someone like her, who hadn't invested points in stamina, such a frantic sprint was truly demanding. Usually, 007 wouldn't meddle in other people's business within an instance, since dying there didn't mean true death.

But if her guess was correct, this current instance... was probably different.

Why? Why would such a change occur?

From now on, even instances that were considered relatively safe might not be safe anymore!

True hunts often begin silently, snaring unsuspecting prey all at once.

007 ran desperately through the woods. The kicked-up dust filled her mouth and nostrils, making her want to sneeze, but this was no time to stop for that.

I have to find that person first.

Theoretically, that person should be moving intermittently, as she needs to dig for herbs.

But 007 had sprinted for a long way without seeing any sign of her, almost making her suspect she had taken the wrong path. However, it turned out she was indeed going the right way.

Just as 007 was about to run out of breath, she finally spotted that familiar figure.

"COUGH, COUGH... How... how is she so fast...?"

007 leaned against a tree, coughing a few times, puzzled. I sprinted at full speed, yet she's still strolling leisurely ahead!

She didn't remain puzzled for long and lifted her foot, intending to walk over.

But just then, 007 saw the person in front suddenly turn sideways, revealing half her face.

It was the same half-face she had seen earlier, but the expression on it was completely different.

The earnest "I'll do this task properly" expression she wore earlier had vanished. Instead, she expressionlessly tossed the shovel aside. Her movements were remarkably practiced, as if she had deceived countless NPCs about their tasks before.

007 could tell her expressionless face wasn't due to anger or anything else. It seemed more like she found making expressions too tiring and couldn't be bothered to fake it anymore.

007 was still catching her breath. She looked at the person in front with some astonishment. What's going on? Could it be she already knows about that matter?

Only then did 007 realize the sky had already darkened, making it almost impossible to see things in the distance.

She quickened her pace, wanting to catch up to the person ahead and ask, but the person moved very fast and disappeared from sight in a moment.

Leaving a bewildered 007 standing in place. She even called out to the person ahead. Did she not hear me?

Surrounded by trees, truth be told, she had no idea where she was now.

But that doesn't matter.

007 leaned against a nearby tree and sat down, thinking, If things are really as I imagine, then it shouldn't matter where I am... as long as I don't accept tasks from NPCs...

Thinking of this, she felt fortunate that she hadn't stubbornly insisted on doing the task given to her by the little girl with the lighter.

As the sky grew progressively darker, a north wind began to blow through the forest, making one feel intensely cold.

007 subconsciously wrapped her clothes tighter around herself.

But just then, her eyes suddenly widened as she looked down at her clothes.

"How could... this be..."

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