We were able to keep this pace without fighting another Corruptor for a while, but Kira and Finn started to grow tired. Their backlashes were building up, and tomorrow they would use them too, so we decided to use the third outpost as today's camp.
"This is crazy." Finn said, folding his arms behind his head, using a small bag as a pillow. "I never thought that my silver mining would lead down this path."
"That's nothing." Coco replied with a short laugh. "I was just the person in charge of making juice! The system gave me a chore that seemed so inconsequential, and somehow I returned from the exile and now I'm somewhat useful."
Then there was silence, no one could beat that. Juice making was definitely not a chore that you would expect a survivor from the exile to have.
"What do you guys think was Damian's chore?" Kira asked, absentmindedly tracing patterns in the dirt as she looked at the sky.
