Chapitre 1376: Measuring Grip Strength

To be fair, handling the "pull" wasn't even half the battle when we go to Japan because one, it was only present in Old Man Kaiseki's mountain, two, those zones were scattered up and about—while there seem to be a few that would pop up randomly—and three, cardio was still fucking king because unless we bring a few ATVs to help with the ascent, it'd take us hours and hours just to reach the residential area by foot.

But I just had another thought.

"Hold up…"

"What is now?!" Quinn exclaimed, annoyed.

I waved them off, "Nah, it's better ready than sorry."

"Just tell us, dammit!"

"Why are you so pissed?! Fine! I just thought that if anything, we'd face more deadheads on flat ground than the mountain itself because if anything, Old Man Kaiseki's fucking territorial so he'd be running up and down the mountain several times with his oodachi, moving down anything that's trespassing…"

"Oo-what?"