A new day had arrived.
The guilt in Sword Ghost's heart didn't lessen after he went offline to rest. As soon as he came online, he immediately went into the forest. He wasn't looking for Water Depth or Lu Ke. Sword Ghost was looking for Gru in the oak forest to give up his mission to assassinate Gru.
Of course, NPCs were always around. When Sword Ghost found Gru and explained his intentions, he immediately saw the young NPC's brows furrow like a fried dough twist. He looked like the old man in the Forest Shade City library.
"Give up? Joining the Assassin's League means abandoning your life and dignity. Everything is to punish the evil in this world. In the Assassin's creed, there is no such thing as' give up ', "Gru said.
The Sword Ghost was startled when he heard this. This Ge Lu was good at long-winded babbling, going around in circles and making a simple rule sound like it was awesome. What he was trying to say was that once you accepted a mission from the Assassin's League, you couldn't give up. At least this was the case for daily missions.
"Then … if I can't complete it, what will happen?" Sword Ghost asked.
"It's not a bad thing to have tenacity. Young man, work hard!" Gru said.
Sword Ghost was at his wit's end. It looked like he couldn't complete it? Then he would just wait until he could complete it. But the problem was that for Sword Ghost, to complete this mission, it wasn't tenacity anymore. It was disregard for his own family. Then, he tried to ask Gru if he could accept another mission. Gru then talked to the Sword Ghost about the importance of being single-minded …
Sword Ghost was in pain. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. At this time, he had joined a faction that many people didn't know about. But it was also a goddamn coincidence that he received a mission that he couldn't complete. From now on, would he no longer have the opportunity to accept faction daily missions?
Sword Ghost was a little listless after leaving the oak tree hut. The guilt on the other side hadn't been cleared yet, and here he was feeling a little melancholy. When it rains, it pours. Of course, Sword Ghost was powerless to change the system's rules. Right now, he wanted to contact Water Depth and apologize to Water Breaking Arrow. He wanted to resolve this knot in his heart first. Just as he was about to send a message, he suddenly noticed a shadow pass by from the corner of his eye. He hurriedly turned his head to look in that direction and quickly entered stealth.
It wasn't that Sword Ghost was too cautious, but that the game environment forced him to be cautious. In this lawless society where there were no legal sanctions for committing crimes, being ambushed was nothing out of the ordinary. The Sword Ghoul was used to training alone. From time to time, it would encounter players who harbored evil intentions. They would pick a time when the Sword Ghoul was locked in battle with a monster to launch a sneak attack. Of course, if an average player ran into the Sword Demon, they would be seeking their own death. However, when Remnant Dream had died in the professional team, the Sword Demon hadn't even had a chance to see his opponent's face when he had killed the Sword Demon.
At present, the Forest Shade City was unfamiliar with the people and the place, and this ghost land was extremely suitable for sneak attacks. The Sword Ghost, who had suffered such a loss before, was naturally more wary of these plots.
In the direction he was looking at, the branches and leaves were pushed aside, and a person came out in a somewhat sorry state. It seemed like he had suffered a lot in this difficult forest. The man looked in the direction where the Sword Ghost had disappeared, spread his hands, and said, "Brother, don't be so nervous. I don't have any ill intentions."
The Sword Ghoul did not move. Judging from the other party's attire, he seemed to be a priest with an unknown level. Using appraisal in a stealthy state would also expose himself. Seeing that the other party seemed to be a stranger, the Sword Ghost had no intention of staying. He was ready to leave quietly. Suddenly, another person came out from behind a big tree, looked at the place where the Sword Ghost was stealthily hiding, and said, "Wait, Brother Sword Ghost."
"Water Breaking Arrow!" The Sword Ghost couldn't help but cry out involuntarily. He looked at the Water Breaking Arrow, and then looked at the person behind him. These two guys seemed to be coming for him.
"We don't have any ill intentions. There's something we want to talk to you about." The person behind him smiled.
The Sword Ghost thought of the analysis of the Young Master of the Han Family and Xi Xiaotian yesterday. Although the Broken Water Sword wasn't a bad guy who came to invade the guild as they had imagined, they should still have some purpose with some people. Could it be that the Cleric behind him was the so-called "some people"?
The other party had repeatedly said that they had no ill intentions. The Sword Ghost was certainly not the kind of guy who would cower. Originally, he was stealthily just to defend himself. At this time, after hearing the other party's repeated statement, he naturally revealed himself.
"Who are you?" the Sword Ghost asked.
"Just like you, players in the game," the Cleric replied.
There was no more useless answer than this. It was like "Who are you? I'm a person ". The Sword Ghost couldn't figure out the other party's intention, so he continued to ask step by step," What do you want to talk to me about? "
"First, I want to ask you a question," the Cleric said.
"Speak."
"As an ordinary player, what do you think of A Thousand Miles Drunk?" the Cleric asked.
"A Thousand Miles? You know A Thousand Miles?" The Sword Ghost was surprised.
"Sort of!" The Cleric nodded.
"But I don't quite understand what you mean by this question," the Sword Ghost said.
"I'm asking you about A Thousand Miles Drunk's image in this game. What do you think?" the Cleric said.
"Very good, very powerful." The Sword Ghost's summary was very incisive.
"Don't you think it's a little exaggerated?" the Cleric asked.
"You mean his strength? Of course it's exaggerated. "The Sword Ghost nodded.
The Cleric looked at the Sword Ghost strangely. "Don't you have any thoughts about such an exaggerated strength? You look very calm."
"What should I think?"
"You should know why his strength is so exaggerated, right?"
The Sword Ghost nodded.
"Don't you think it's a little unfair? We're both players, but he has such a high starting point, such a high leveling efficiency, and the ability to solo bosses. It's like he's using a cheat. "
"Qian Li is using a cheat?" Sword Ghost was taken aback. In reality, whenever he encountered a player with unimaginable mechanics in the game, he would always suspect that the other party was using some sort of overpowered cheat. However, the parallel world was different from normal games. Cheats had long since become a legend, so Sword Ghost had never thought that Gu Fei was so strong. So, when Gu Fei suddenly said this, he was taken aback. To be honest, cheats were something that required a lot of skill. Sword Ghost only looked down on them, but he really didn't understand them.
"No, I'm just making an analogy." The Cleric said.
The Sword Ghost let out a sigh of relief. "Then it's based on his own strength. What's wrong with that?"
"You really think there's no problem?"
"You're such a strange person. What's your relationship with A Thousand Miles? If you think there's a problem, just say it. "The Sword Ghost said.
"Don't you think that his existence is a huge disruption to the balance of the game?" the Cleric said.
"Balance of the game?" The Sword Ghost laughed. "What game can achieve absolute balance between classes? Even in the parallel world, don't all the classes use a cycle of suppression? There's no such thing as balance. There's a common saying among the players that you've heard before: There's no such thing as the strongest class, only the strongest player. In my opinion, A Thousand Miles is the only one who fits the definition of the strongest player here. As long as you're in his hands, any class can become the strongest. "
"You're only talking about the balance of the game, but what about the balance between the players? Don't you think that he's breaking it too much?" The Cleric said.
"There's balance between the players?" The Sword Ghost was confused.
"Forgive me for being blunt, but A Thousand Miles Drunk is already an existence that you normal players can't even catch up to. With a player like this, do you still think that there's balance between the players? "The Cleric said.
"You're ridiculous! When did I say that there's balance between the players? I've never thought that there's any balance between the players, nor is there anything that can be broken …. "The Sword Ghost said.
"You've confused me …." The Cleric looked helpless. "You, why can't your brain work properly? Why can't you understand what I mean?"
"I understand what you mean …." The Sword Ghost laughed. "You think that A Thousand Miles is the one who breaks the balance. But I don't think he is, because there's no balance in the game. It's that simple. "
"If that's the case, it seems like there's no point in talking," the Cleric said.
"I really don't know what you want to talk about …." The Sword Ghost replied.
"But because of A Thousand Miles's strength, there's a lot of damage and destruction in the game. You didn't see it?" The Cleric asked.
"Did I? Where? "
"Let's talk about the most recent one! If it weren't for the existence of A Thousand Miles Drunk, the Tree-Shade City's Guild of Extreme Frost would've succeeded in the large-scale battle against your Cloud Cloud City's Sweep the Four Seas mission. You don't deny this, do you? "The Cleric said.
The Sword Ghost thought for a moment and nodded. At that time, if Gu Fei's role in the chaotic battle in Forest Shade City was not obvious, then if it were not for Gu Fei's existence, then Lu Ke, the spy, who had been buried deep in the water and launched an ambush in Sunset City at the last moment, the mission of Sword Without Oath might have been a tragedy.
"Look!" The Cleric said.
"What am I looking at?"
"Because of him alone, this impossible reversal happened," the Cleric said.
"How do you know it's impossible?" The Sword Ghost said.
"Then tell me, apart from the effect of A Thousand Miles Drunk, what other way could've reversed the situation?" The Cleric asked.
"I can't answer that. But I know that if we didn't have A Thousand Miles in our team, there would've been a way without him. Maybe we would've succeeded, but of course, there's also a chance we would've failed. But from the victory that we've already won, you removed the important factor that triggered the qualitative change, and then said that we would've lost no matter what. Isn't there a problem with your way of thinking? "The Sword Ghost said.
"Important factor? That's just an important factor? That's a necessary factor, right? "The Cleric retorted.
"Alright, now that everything is as you said, what do you want to say in the end?" The Sword Ghost asked.
"There's no need to say these things. As a vested interest of A Thousand Miles Drunk, you should ask yourself, have you lost your principles?" The Cleric said.
"I haven't." The Sword Ghost answered without hesitation, "But you, I don't know what your principles are."
"My principles? I want to put all these unjust things caused by A Thousand Miles Drunk back on the right track, "the Cleric replied.
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