Dongfang Sheng immediately became excited. The second-line team was made up of cannon fodder solo players, and they didn’t have many resources. Even being the leader was just the top of the cannon fodder. But the first-line team was different; the resources were abundant with all kinds of top-grade equipment and skill books. Even being the deputy leader brought plenty of benefits.
Now, I can finally improve.
"Thank you, President! I will not betray the trust the organization has in me."
He finished speaking, took a few steps, and then stopped again.
"President, there’s something I really can’t figure out. Don’t you think Brother Feng’s teammates are too foolish? They risked their lives to help him. What were they thinking?"
Dongfang Sheng considered himself on good terms with Hidden Moon Following Wind since they came from the same village, but risking his life for a friend like that was something he definitely wouldn’t do.
Escaping early this time and surviving made him feel slightly proud.
(Those guys are truly stupid, especially Bai Ze and Dida La, those two Masters of Magic. Instead of enjoying life in the guild, they followed a solo player. Isn’t that unfortunate now?)
Long Xingtianxia glanced at Dongfang Sheng and suddenly smiled, "Heh, they are not foolish. They are placing a bet."
A bet? Dongfang Sheng was momentarily confused.
Long Xingtianxia seemed somewhat emotional and explained patiently, "The greatest benefit of this game lies in its extraordinary power. Over the past three years, how many people died in the game? And why? Ultimately, for the pursuit of great power.
And the currently known greatest power in the game is becoming an Immortal.
However, becoming immortal is extremely difficult. In the past three years, as far as we know, only one person has achieved it. And that one person has not left any method of becoming an immortality. Do you know why?"
"Because he doesn’t want others to become immortals too?" Dongfang Sheng instinctively replied.
If he had become immortal, he certainly wouldn’t want more people to have the same power.
Being the only one revered, how delightful that would be. The more people achieve immortality, the more balance there would be, and the less joyful it becomes.
Long Xingtianxia nodded, "Exactly, how could such a great chance as becoming immortal be shared with others? Without a life-and-death relationship, don’t even think about it. If someone’s thick-skinned and black-hearted, forget about it even with such a relationship.
The so-called path of immortals and mortals are different. Once ashore, who would care about the people still in the sea?
But Hidden Moon Following Wind is different. He is proud and would never accept owing others kindness. Even though I gave him demon cores and resources initially, he did offer some return. If he were thick-skinned and black-hearted, he could have brushed it off easily.
Now he is willing to use resources from a Heavenly Cave to repay a favor, showing his style. He absolutely does not want to owe others.
If lending him some inner core resources is , then if it’s a life, how would he repay it in the future? Perhaps only by assisting him to become immortal could he repay the favor.
Although that lad didn’t say it, based on my observations, he surely holds the path to immortality in his hands.
Since this task monster is an Immortal, triggering such a high-difficulty task is likely related to becoming an immortal as well.
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Hidden Moon Following Wind’s teammates are wise in that they understand him. If he cannot become immortal, so be it. If he can, then surely they would ascend with him, and those friends of his might all have the chance to ascend together.
Conversely, without such a life-and-death relationship, why would Hidden Moon Following Wind help them become immortal after he achieves it? Even if he intended to help, it would likely be only the closest one or two people. The ordinary teammates with a general relationship would definitely miss out, at most getting some equipment and treasures.
I must say, in some ways, I admire the teammates of Hidden Moon Following Wind. Knowing when to place a bet and having the guts to do so is quite rare.
After all, not everyone dares to gamble with their life."
As he spoke, he glanced at Dongfang Sheng — at least you don’t dare.
After listening, Dongfang Sheng was suddenly shaken to his core. Damn, is there really such a perspective?
It indeed seems to be the case!
But gambling with one’s life, that’s too risky. What if he fails to become an immortal? Wouldn’t that be a wasted death?
As if seeing through Dongfang Sheng’s thoughts, Long Xingtianxia continued, "In this game’s operation over three years, the death toll has exceeded a hundred thousand, yet only one has become an immortal. Such odds are minuscule, yet everyone rushes into the game. Why?
Rarity makes things valuable, and most of the time, life is cheap. Many gamble their lives for merely a secret martial arts manual or an ordinary Daoist skill.
Just advancing a magic profession would make countless people gamble their lives for it; many top players died silently just trying to become a Master of Magic.
Now, this is a chance to become immortal. What’s it worth to gamble your life? Ordinary people might not even get this chance to gamble.
The odds of success in their gamble are much higher than just playing the game normally for immortality, after all, it’s a chance to become an immortal. Even sacrificing one’s life is worth it."
Upon hearing this, Dongfang Sheng suddenly felt a pang of regret. Damn, if I had known, I would have stayed behind and gambled too.
Perhaps in the future, when Brother Feng becomes an Immortal, he could help out a brother too.