Bai Wei spoke as he walked towards the medicine cabinet and picked up a blood-stained medicine bottle.
"The fundamental reason is that the God of Senluo is dead, the former order has collapsed, hunters' skills have significantly declined, yet the dangers you face have not reduced," Bai Wei said leisurely, "So people here rely on hunters but don't trust them, fearing their investment in hunters will be wasted, resulting in a vicious cycle."
Vic said with a hint of helplessness: "There is no other way, it's very hard for the townspeople to buy medicine."
"Is that so?" Bai Wei pointed at the medicine cabinet in front of him, "If it's really that hard, then where did this big box of medicine come from? He can't be taking it for fun, right?"
Vic fell silent.
He naturally knew who these medicines were for.
Wildfire Believers.
"So," Bai Wei said with a smile, "As a priest of the Orthodox, what's wrong with snatching things from a cult?"
Vic had nothing to say.
