I was not sure if I needed anything else now because I suddenly recalled their earlier conversation today. Players were farming monsters and collecting golden rings, just like a mother bird feeding worms into her babies' mouths. They got more than ten healers and supporters for just one player. That was not all. They also received the full support from their companies, including the best equipment tailored to their levels.
Of course, I didn't envy them because I had too many items to even envy them, nor did I need such support. I wanted to mention it to my father for some reason, but I didn't after all.
After swallowing once, I replied to my father's question, "Not yet."
"Got it. Just keep up the good work. If there is something you need, tell your brother or sister immediately."
"Yeah."
I wasn't certain, but I knew I had one clear goal. I wanted to appear before my dad, mom, brother, and sister as a formidable player just like a triumphant battle general.