In 2030, humanity successfully opened up virtual pocket dimensions and established more than a thousand nodes around the world.
"Why did you kill it just like that?! Why didn't you leave the final blow for me?!"
The woman in front of Qianjiu Linghe glared at her, her hateful gaze seeming ready to tear her apart.
"I made a mistake... Sorry."
Qianjiu Linghe answered calmly, though her heart was heavy with sorrow.
She had always tried to leave the final blow on bosses to her guild members. She was always at the front when fighting bosses and in guild wars, never sold rare equipment for money, and gave most of it to the guild or other people.
But apparently, everyone had taken all of that for granted.
If she kept drawing the boss's aggro, she would have been killed. Qianjiu Linghe had no choice but to finish it off, and she never expected to be blamed for that too.
[Are good people supposed to have guns pointed at them?]
"If you can't take it anymore, just leave. The atmosphere in those guilds is weird, and their guild activities are pointless. You're more efficient playing solo."
Juquan Zhishui said coolly.
Disheartened, Qianjiu Linghe left the guild and carried on as a solo player.
"Come with me."
"If there are two of us, can we still call ourselves solo players?"
"We can call it It Takes Two."
