I Don't Agree to the Terms

"We're saved, we're saved." Tang Quan sat down on the ground with a thud and soon after, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

He had been sailing for a whole day and night and had finally gotten away from the previous nightmare-like scene.

Both Fang Jin and Yu Ju had been suffering from high fevers that wouldn't go away since they left the area, and they kept talking nonsensical gibberish.

Because of this, Fang Chen and Wang Qi were also busy running around nonstop.

Now they also had to take care of Tang Quan, who had fainted, and both were visibly exhausted.

"You go rest for a bit, I'll watch over him. We'll take turns, otherwise it will be troublesome if another one of us collapses," said Wang Qi, looking at the tired Fang Chen, who finally spoke up.

Fang Chen glanced at him and nodded, "I'll take a nap for a while, I'll take over in an hour."

They were so familiar with each other there was no need for formalities, and he quickly wrapped himself in a blanket and fell asleep.

"Boss, what's going on? Two are sick and one's down," Wang Qi felt helpless.

"Oh, it's quite normal. The mental shock was too severe and it affected their bodies. You two holding up a bit better is normal too," Gu Shanhai knew why. Tang Quan was mentally exhausted, whereas Yu Ju and Fang Jin had sustained mental injuries from directly witnessing the Tsunami Giant.

That was a stroke of luck that it wasn't Gu Shanhai himself, because if it had been, mere fevers and babbling would be the least, at the very least they'd go mad.

After the Tsunami Giant was activated, it was controlled by Gu Shanhai, or rather, it was an incarnation of Gu Shanhai, similar to a giant version of Heart Demon Dao Soldiers, but made of seawater.

"So how long till they recover?" Wang Qi now could only seek Gu Shanhai's advice, considering that Yu Ju, the ship's doctor, was also down although if he was a bit clearer, Wang Qi could ask him, unfortunately, he was delirious with fever.

"If they recover quickly, the fever might break by tonight; if not, it may last two or three more days," Gu Shanhai estimated roughly, his timeline wasn't too far off.

As for Tang Quan, he was simply exhausted.

Under normal circumstances, he could handle not just one day and one night, but three days and nights. However, he too suffered a mental shock which, although not as severe as Yu Ju's or Fang Jin's, did have some effect on him. After he woke up from sleep and suffered a headache for about three to five hours, he would be alright.

Fang Chen, who went to sleep, was in a similar condition but with the least mental damage.

"This could be a bit troublesome. Do you think the Master of Poisonous Sea Snake and Hard Armor Saint King will follow us? How long can the transformed giant last?" Wang Qi finally had the time to ask Gu Shanhai.

"They probably won't follow us. Those two don't lack common sense," said Gu Shanhai, but in reality, both the Master of Poisonous Sea Snake and the Hard Armor Saint King had nearly been beaten to death, so where would they find the courage to follow? They were quite content to go home and recuperate, hardly in any condition to give chase.

Gu Shanhai was thinking about using all Divine beings to break through the manifestation of the universe, these two Divine beings were just minor figures. If his incarnations couldn't defeat them, how could he alone collect all the Divine beings later?

"Alright, Divine beings are indeed brutal and mad, but they're not foolish," Wang Qi felt if it was him, he wouldn't dare follow either. Summoning another one could move from getting beaten to getting killed.

From this, Wang Qi could somewhat perceive that Gu Shanhai truly was unparalleled in combat power.

Gu Shanhai actually wanted to remind him that he wasn't really unparalleled; he simply relied on leveling up and overpowering others with his attributes.

His combat ability was actually only of moderate level. He could bully weaker opponents, and he could match those at the same level, but he lacked the powerful combat abilities, like Shura and others, who could kill enemies above their level.

He was high-leveled and had strong attributes, certainly, following the path of 'mighty brute force.' Unlike other players who relied more on skills.

But Gu Shanhai had never thought about compensating for this weakness, because in his case, lack of skill wasn't really a problem as long as he could smack his enemies to death with a slap.

"Divine beings are so powerful, can players really threaten them?" Wang Qi was also thinking about this now.

"I'm not sure, but they probably can," Gu Shanhai thought of Mr. Qin, wondering whether his bizarre abilities could affect Divine beings.

Both parties had certain rule-based powers, but even if they couldn't kill by rules, they could still cause them to malfunction.

This matter wasn't something players would let go easily, considering the profits a commercial district could generate. It was currently quiet, and he wasn't sure why.

Maybe Mr. Qin had gone into an instance and hadn't come back yet.

Most first-tier players would surely be focusing on getting stronger; why would they even bother with power struggles?

For top-tier players, as long as they were strong enough, why bother with power and profit?

Like Shura and others with bizarre appearances—who would dare play tricks in front of them, mess with them? They could easily be killed.

Emotional intelligence didn't matter; once strong, people would come flocking to them.

Like Gu Shanhai, Wang Qi was almost sycophantically supportive of him; if Gu Shanhai hadn't been capable, Wang Qi probably wouldn't even bother with him. It might seem utilitarian, but when people first meet, if there aren't any commendable qualities, how could they become friends?

"It seems I can't rely too much on the players," Wang Qi sighed deeply.