Chapter 635: Chapter 635: Happy Chaos Field 12
Shen Mo really did go to find that young boy.
The boy was more straightforward than the bearded man, agreeing almost immediately, perhaps because he had no other way out.
The five gathered together, formally agreeing to cooperate, taking turns introducing themselves.
The young boy’s name was Lucas, an American, 18 years old.
The bearded man was named Leonid, a Russian, 37 years old.
Tan Xiao was surprised: “Uncle, you look like you’re 50!”
The bearded man glared at him: “You look like you’re 5!”
Tan Xiao was taken aback, touching his own face: “…Is it because I have some baby fat?”
The bearded man was stunned: “…”
Is it really okay to collaborate with someone ?
Lucas, unfamiliar with them and not in the mood for joking, asked Shen Mo carefully, “Utilizing this strategy, we can indeed get plenty of rest and drastically reduce risk, but after getting enough points to pass, your companions still won’t have enough points to pass. What do you plan to do?”
Tan Xiao and Su Man were only helping to hold the points temporarily, which did not mean that Lucas and Leonid were willing to simply give their points to them.
Shen Mo replied: “After passing, I will continue to stay on stage, players with 30-50 points, if they lose, will be deducted 20 points in one fell swoop.”
“Brother Mo!” Tan Xiao exclaimed, his eyes wide in shock.
Even Su Man was surprised, turning to look at Shen Mo: “Brother Mo, Tan Xiao and I will try to get points, we won’t hold everyone back.”
“No, your points can’t be too high.” Shen Mo calmly responded, “Your points should remain in the 0-9 range to facilitate receiving points from Leonid and Lucas. Once they both ascend to the War King position, we’ll then figure out how to accumulate points.”
Ultimately, the focus of Shen Mo’s plan was to elevate players who could potentially become strong opponents to the War King position first. This way, he could secure more opportunities for Tan Xiao and Su Man.
Leonid raised an eyebrow at Shen Mo’s words, his thick beard trembling with laughter: “That’s quite ambitious, aiming for 50 points…”
Shen Mo said: “We don’t need 50 points, 30 is enough.”
“The intention of this rule may be to encourage players to form alliances. It’s just that no one has noticed it yet.” Shen Mo added.
“Even if they realize… not everyone would carry it out.” Lucas stared solemnly at the players in the front rows, “It’s not so easy to form an alliance with a group of strangers.”
The only reason the five of them could form an alliance is because Shen Mo had an overwhelming advantage. Once Shen Mo made some concessions, driven by benefits, there was no reason for Leonid and Lucas not to cooperate.
The five of them continued to discuss for a while.
By now, there had already been several intermittent brawls on the stage.
Some people had become completely consumed by the fight, battling with each other as if they were avenging personal grudges. They didn’t care about their injuries or their points.
Especially some players who had spent years in fighting arenas, who had a short temper by nature. Once their anger exploded they often lost control. Not everyone could remain calm in the rage-filled Brawl Arena.
The clown on the stage was almost laughing hysterically, “Fight! Fight! The last man standing will be crowned the War King!”
Some were bleeding, some were injured, and some even tried to cooperate—
One deliberately conceded points, while the other kept winning, but the winner ended up breaking their word. They refused to share the points with their partner, causing the two to become enemies, fighting against each other on the stage!
The facts proved that it was impossible to achieve cooperation without trust.
Leonid, itching to get in on the action, said excitedly from below the stage, “It’s so lively up there, maybe it’s time for me to join…”