"Ah, damn it, my mind is a mess, can't think of anything."
Luluwo stood up, planning to continue challenging the Call Ship and Sub-human Swordsmen, and then defeat the weakened Death Ritual Bird, hoping for a turnaround.
She rummaged through her pockets, found nothing, and then turned to Berto and said:
"Do we have any more Calming Potions? I'm sleepy."
Berto shook his head without even going through his bag.
"Why didn't you buy more?" Luluwo complained.
Hearing this, Berto sincerely said, "Captain, we've run out of funds."
"Ah?"
Only now did Luluwo realize that because they had been intensely exploring the Dungeon without taking on new commissions, there had been no inflow of funds for a long time.
And since they had paid a large sum of money in their cooperation with the Soul-sucking Ghosts, their coffers were nearly exhausted.
This had led to... the New Strategy Group's account currently showing a barren balance.
