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“As long as this objective is achieved, you can also obtain unimaginable enormous benefits from it. Don’t you feel even a hint of temptation?”

Ji Chen’s words made Zunong furrow his brows. It wasn’t entirely true that he wasn’t tempted, but what Ji Chen was proposing seemed too insane. This was a kingdom with a million troops, countless elites, hundreds of cities, and a kingdom-level force with formidable naval fleets!

It was not something they could challenge, even for the entire Wasteland Guild.

Ji Chen ignored his changing expression and continued with a casual tone, “The natives aren’t as frightening as you think. They are people too, and they are not invincible to us.

Just like the setbacks they faced in Feiguang City. Compared to players, the natives are like a massive pile of code, long in development time, but essentially just as bloated and overweight as a three-hundred-pound fat guy.

As long as we are given enough time, we will undoubtedly surpass them quickly, no longer dependent on others. Don’t you want the Wasteland Guild to become an independent and powerful entity?”

These words seeped into Zunong’s mind like insidious poison. Even though he knew Ji Chen was trying to manipulate him, he couldn’t help but contemplate this potential future.

Zunong wasn’t always in command of a powerful army from the beginning. He had to gather like-minded members and build the guild through hard work, enduring disdain, discrimination, and exclusion from the natives.

The bitterness and hardships hidden within this journey were known only to him.

However, hearing Ji Chen’s words, a strong sense of curiosity arose in Zunong’s heart. What had really happened in Feiguang City that day?

So he asked.

Ji Chen didn’t expect this sudden question and responded with some confusion, “Weren’t you working for the Bass Kingdom? How come you accepted the bounty without knowing what happened back then? They didn’t inform you? That’s strange…”

These words left Zunong feeling suffocated.

While he found it odd, Ji Chen didn’t seem to hide anything and briefly described the events.

Zunong’s eyes went from being shadowed with suspicion to astonishment, and finally to silence. The warm and radiant sunlight couldn’t reach his lowered face, and his eyes were shrouded in darkness.

He attempted to see a trace of guilt or falsehood in Ji Chen’s eyes, but to his disappointment, Ji Chen’s gaze remained as calm as a still lake, perpetually confident and genuine.

And when he saw a water orb in Ji Chen’s hand that seemed to contain terrifying energy akin to a nuclear bomb, combined with the fragmentary pieces of information he had heard on his journey, he had no choice but to believe this fact.

Ji Chen, with his own strength, captured the Eighth Fleet and defeated the Bass Kingdom’s army attacking Feiguang City.

Such a powerful individual, can the Wasteland Guild really contend with him?

At this moment, Zunong’s heart was filled with anger and frustration towards the Bass Kingdom. His face contorted, and his body tensed.

Damn it, what did those native bastards think of them as?

Dogs?

Even dog owners knew to take care of their dogs and not let them launch meaningless attacks on lions.

This was like using them as cannon fodder!

They were mere disposable pawns which they used once after sending them to deal with Ji Chen and the players of the Lienhardt faction.

Observing Zunong’s unusual demeanor, Ji Chen was somewhat able to guess what was going on.

In a solemn tone, he said, “If I’m guessing correctly, the Bass Kingdom’s army is once again at the gates of Feiguang City. They seize this opportunity to pull out the nail that threatens to invade the Lienhardt capital.

According to their plan, the Bass Kingdom camp, including a large group of your players and guild, will engage in meaningless battles with the Lienhardt faction’s players, guilds, and me, all for the sake of a small bounty, causing mutual harm.”

“I, on behalf of the Wasteland Guild, accept your proposal.”

“Who knows, they might not even pay in the end…” Ji Chen paused, looking at Zunong, who was determined. He then smiled, “Very well, it seems we have reached a preliminary consensus.”

Zunong’s face revealed the enthusiasm only young people possessed. His posture straightened, and he appeared full of vigor. It was a far cry from his previous appearance, which, despite his authority and confidence, couldn’t conceal the shadowy and submissive side of him.

After all, they were players known as the Fourth Catastrophe!

How could they be bent over by something like this!?

“We come from another dimension, bearing a certain mission to this world. Though we may have thrived in the muddy mire and murky waters, we still share the same sky with those who reside in this world. We must make the people of this world look up to us!”

Zunong’s tone grew somber as he continued, “Ji Chen, you are the first player I’ve encountered in this timeline who has maintained such self-confidence and strength. To be honest, I envy you.

I hope you can continue like this. Over the past few months, I’ve seen too many players falling into despair… including myself.

1’11 remember what you just said. I hope you’ll remain steadfast in carrying out this plan and survive in the hands of the Bass Kingdom. Otherwise, I won’t lead my entire guild of brothers to follow you into danger.”

Ji Chen became extremely serious, speaking with utmost solemnity, “1, as the Lord of the Ocean Crown, ruler of the New Moon Islands, master of the Stormy Sea, and heir of the Tidal Dominator, solemnly promise that 1 will firmly execute my plan, just as 1 have steadfastly defended this place.”

Zunong’s worried expression faded, replaced by a smile. “Damn it, can your Lord’s Mansion accommodate so many people?”

Ji Chen paused for a moment, then smiled and replied, “Certainly, my house is quite large. If you have the time, you can also stay there for a while.”

Zunong nodded with a smile and didn’t say much.

Zunong left, taking the soldiers back to the high ground.

As he turned around, he happened to see Ji Chen’s figure disappearing at the town entrance.

Other members of the Wasteland Guild noticed his return and gathered around. They suddenly felt that their guild leader seemed different, but they couldn’t quite put their finger on it.

However, they quickly dismissed the thought and asked, “Guild Leader, should we continue the fight?”

Looking at the nearly two hundred members around him, all of them filled with trust, Zunong felt incredibly gratified and nodded without hesitation.

“Of course, we’ll continue, and we’ll make it spectacular!”

Members exchanged glances, their eyes filled with soaring determination, and they exclaimed together.

“F*ckhim!”

“Damn it, what’s a Tier 5 unit to us? I’ll drown you in a sea of troops!”

“United we stand, divided we fall! Urah!”

A deep, muffled sound echoed through the sky as horns made from bull horns resounded.

Wasteland Guild soldiers, like a swarm of locusts, descended from the high ground, rushing toward the blazing town. In the town, “Sea Tribe monsters” were numerous, their faces displaying cold and ruthless expressions, appearing particularly fearsome in the flickering flames.

This scene resembled the legendary tales told by bards throughout the continent, tales of a “multiracial alliance” fighting against foreign tribes.

In reality, however, the side of the “multiracial alliance” had been influenced by sinful motives, while the foreign tribes were forced to defend themselves.

To avoid a scenario where, similar to the Huluo brothers’ tale of rescuing their grandfather one by one, Zunong employed a straightforward and ruthless strategy. He kept sending troops, maintained constant pressure, and gradually wore down Ji Chen’s forces.

If ten thousand wasn’t enough, send fifty thousand; if fifty thousand wasn’t enough, send a hundred thousand, until the enemy was completely eliminated!

He just wouldn’t believe it. Over three hundred thousand troops couldn’t wear down those mere six thousand fifth-tier units!

As the battle unfolded, Ji Chen also sensed Zunong’s determination and couldn’t help but smile. He, too, felt a spark of interest.

If you want it this way, then we’ll play along.

At this moment, on a chessboard with an established trajectory, two pieces no longer followed the puppeteer’s thoughts and began to act unnoticed but with remarkable harmony.

After a short break overnight, when the horn that seemed to carry the scent of gunpowder was blown again, the unrelenting slaughter and war were part of the plan.

Watching the fiery battle raging on, Zunong stood atop the high ground, full of enthusiasm, a mad grin tugging at the corners of his mouth.

Toppling a kingdom… perhaps that was quite an interesting proposition.

The other members of the Wasteland Guild watched their guild leader suddenly flash a sinister and maniacal smile, causing a shiver down their spines. Every time their guild leader showed such an expression, it meant someone was in for trouble.

So, the unlucky one should be that player named Ji Chen, right… probably…. right?