Chapter 309 - 307: Gamble!
One could say that the Octopus didn’t make himself omnipotent in the Dungeon, but he also didn’t make himself just like everyone else with no privileges at all.
He enjoyed watching his subordinates struggle to find solutions and also relished their helplessness.
This wasn’t so much about overcoming challenges; it was more a pure game of slaughter.
Whether those attempting the challenge could survive largely depended on team assignment and luck.
Flying Tiger frowned, in this situation, revealing oneself as the prophet seemed to be the only solution.
But revealing oneself also meant laying all one’s cards on the table, and it could mean being the first to be eliminated.
"I only tried it before, initially finding it interesting; later, when it felt pointless, I stopped going," Ding Ning shook her head, recalling her past experiences.
Previously, she always thought of using deception to fool these Lords into letting Jiang Che clear the stage.
However much she could deceive, she would.
But Flying Eagle’s words had also awakened them to reality.
As long as there was a challenge, there would be rewards; anything obtained from someone else’s territory would certainly be fiercely guarded.
Who could guarantee that upon entering another’s territory, they would keep their promise?
While Jiang Che also had means of survival and resurrection,
going forward, once a resurrection was used,
regardless of how little power was lost, it would no longer be possible to advance further.
The path to advancement would halt the moment resurrection was required.
The saying goes, "A general’s tomb is paved with the bones of thousands," and on this path to godhood, dying once meant elimination.
So Jiang Che couldn’t die, and once he did.
The path to advancement would end there.
Just a moment ago, Flying Eagle’s words awakened them to the fact that no matter what excuse they made to challenge others’ territories, the others would go all out.
They were convinced Jiang Che had a means of survival and also believed he had a means of resurrection.
At this point, everyone had their methods to some extent.
Resurrection wasn’t surprising; it was only a question of how much power it cost post-resurrection.
If they couldn’t guess Jiang Che’s plan, it was enough to kill him once.
"Is there a restriction on the number of people that can be taken into the next challenge?" Flying Tiger seemed to have thought of something.
She looked up, seriously gazing at Ding Ning.
Her eyes reflected urgency and expectation, as a gentle breeze scattered her hair.
Previously, she had certain perceptions about Jiang Che.
In this Era of Evil Spirits, finding a strong individual to rely on, or perhaps control, was her initial plan.
Deep down, she yearned to find a source of strength strong enough to stand her ground in this chaotic world.
Initially, she had no feelings for people like Jiang Che. Even if it had been Xiong Jie who cleared the stage, she would have pulled him in with the same method.
In her world, emotions were a luxury; survival and interests were the priority.
All along, she had been searching for her value.
One could say everything that unfolded since the strange occurrences caused her great frustration.
Past glory and honor crumbled in the face of this unexpected calamity; everything she once had turned to naught.
A once-celebrated prodigy, now struggling to survive in this cruel world, the vast disparity filled her heart with pain and reluctance.
Education, appearance—all became worthless after the strange occurrences.
Initially, she expected to carve her own way, researching solutions through Dungeon challenges and the weaknesses of various evil spirits.
Aiming to gain higher initial experience points.
Every night, she repeatedly went over strategies, agonizing over complex data and figures, her full heart hoping her efforts would pay off.
Aiming to gain higher initial experience points.
But later, she realized it was all her imagination.
A single deception shattered all her plans.
That time, full of confidence, she stepped into what was advertised as an SSS-tier rule Dungeon.
However, when she was truly in it, she realized with horror that she had been fooled, mistakenly entering the Land of Chaos.
Looking at the fallen fingers of others, the strange rules, and the bewildering slaughter.
She repeatedly recalled the data in her mind, hoping to match it to a Dungeon document...
It was useless.
All of her preparations were of no use.
She found herself merely a little calmer than some ordinary individuals.
That time, crammed in the crowd, surrounded by endless darkness and terror, fear coiled around her heart like a cold snake.
Her once firm beliefs shattered in an instant; she was engulfed by unprecedented despair and helplessness.
It was thanks to Jiang Che and Ding Ning that she escaped from that Dungeon.
Through that opportunity, she gained higher initial experience.
Following this, with Jiang Che’s management of Dungeons, she used energy spheres to enhance her strength further.
All along, she pondered over her value.
At this moment, she smiled at Ding Ning.
That smile carried a trace of determination and madness, like a thorned flower blooming in the darkness.
"Those Lords probably never considered that someone would form a team to challenge his Dungeon and cooperate, right?"
Her eyes sparkled with cunning light, grinning widely.
Besides revealing roles, there was another way to play the Werewolf Game.
That was cheating.
If the Lords could know the actions of others, they could pre-discuss strategies and collaborate.
The same team or different teams, either was fine.
It was easier to collaborate across different teams.
"I have an idea; when the time comes, I’ll find some people to go in with us."
"If there’s no trust in them, I’ll go myself," Flying Tiger grinned widely.
"No way!" Flying Eagle refused without thinking. "If anyone goes, it should be me." He looked seriously at Jiang Che.
"My territory and the Octopus Lord’s originate from the same source—I noticed that when he came, he could find me directly."
"He must have some control over my territory as well."
Speaking of control, he thought it was inappropriate.
"It should be that he can see what I see."
"If I go over there, I might see the same view; I will counter-reveal with him as the prophet," Flying Eagle said resolutely.
"Moreover, my territory never had stages, preserving it has always been difficult."
"For all you know, if you’re not careful, someone might secretly steal my home." He laughed at himself, "Once I die, even my daughter can inherit this place, and by then, this territory can add a lock."
"What if you can’t see the same view?"
"Then I won’t see it. This is a gamble, and no one has a perfect guarantee."