{Welcome.}0

{You came!}0

{Are you rested?}0

The Overgeared members welcomed Grid when he connected. Grid looked at the guild members list and questioned.0

{Where and what are Pon and Regas doing?}0

They were connected, but their location was marked as ‘unknown.’ This was the first time.0

{They have been like that for a fortnight already. I can’t get in touch with them, so it seems like they’re trapped in an unusual dungeon.}0

{Should we organize a search party?}0

{Search party? Grid, are you worried about those two?}0

{There’s no need to worry about them. Look at their levels. It went up by one in just a fortnight.}0

{I think they found a huge hunting ground}0

{We don’t need to worry about those monsters. It’s a waste of emotions.}0

‘Really?’ Pon and Regas were level 307. It was two levels higher than Faker. It was a rapid growth, considering there had only been a one level difference between them. ‘Where did they discover such a great hunting ground?’ 0

From level 299, the amount of experience needed to gain one level increased exponentially. But they were level 306 and gained one level in just a fortnight... The stunned Grid recovered...0