What Yin Sandpaper had considered was obviously not a problem that was unique to his family. Among the big shots present, there were some leaders, but they did not have this kind of confidence. Let alone a thousand people on an expedition, when there weren't any important quests, having a thousand people online at the same time was very difficult.
"Isn't this a bit difficult?" After Sandpaper gave his opinion, the others quickly agreed.
"I say, what are you thinking?" Sandpaper asked. It seemed like Level 1 Low Temperature and Weathered Frost really wanted to do such a thing. Sandpaper couldn't understand this, because it was simply impossible. To mobilize the entire guild, there had to be a pretty good reason, right? Because I went to work for a studio and got wiped out, so now I want everyone to help me take revenge. This reason wasn't pretty at all. Without a pretty reason, even if the guild leader was your brother, you wouldn't be able to mobilize the entire guild.
"With the current situation, do you think Sandpaper's assassination plan can still succeed?" Weathered Frost asked.
"This … …" Sandpaper wasn't too sure. If the other side used the entire city's strength to create a White Terror, the more they killed, the more united they would become. Terror was a tactic that had limited effects in the game. No matter how heavy the death penalty was, the players were still alive, no? There weren't many people who would throw away their lives, but there were plenty of people who would throw away their levels.
"At this time, I feel like we need to have a clear goal for the assassination. We can't give those big guilds any excuse to make it seem like we're targeting all of their players." Sandpaper said.
"You're a bit naive. They have the power to describe us. They don't care what we do. They'll just focus on making it seem like we're targeting their entire city. If they didn't have this little bit of cunning, they wouldn't be so hard to deal with. "Weathered Frost said.
"Then what are you trying to say?" Sandpaper asked.
"What I'm trying to say is that we're stuck between a rock and a hard place. If you want to continue, think of a way to mobilize as much strength as possible. As for those who want to make a small fuss, pretend like nothing happened. Swallow your anger and leave! "Weathered Frost said.
"Swallow my anger? No way!! " This could be considered a difficult choice to make, but someone quickly jumped out and immediately answered. It was the unluckiest student in No. 31 High, Lemon Yellow. Losing levels, losing equipment, going to jail, he had encountered all sorts of tragedies. If he could just swallow it all, then others would have fewer thoughts about him.
As for whether or not they would be able to take it lying down, in fact, everyone's behavior during the chase across the city when Qianli was drunk had already shown some reaction. Those who would gather people to deal with the situation were those who still had the spirit. Those who turned themselves in or hid in their private houses were already showing their weakness to a certain extent. Don't forget, these thirty-one people were also chosen from Eternal's detailed analysis of the Expert Ranking. They were specifically chosen for those with the attribute of causing trouble. Easy to deal with? Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any here. For them to hide and try to calm things down, it meant that they didn't have a 100% thorough understanding. Some of them didn't meet their original requirements.
"I'll give everyone some time to think about it. I hope you can give us an answer as soon as possible!" Lemon Yellow jumped out quickly, but he didn't cause much of a reaction. Right now, it was silent. Lemon Yellow shouted a few more times, but seeing that no one was paying attention, he could only quiet down.
Mobilize as much strength as possible.
Eternal's words were suggestive. Calling people didn't necessarily mean calling people from their own guilds. Everyone had been in the game for so long that they couldn't limit their friends to their own guilds. And high-leveled players, the friends they made were basically on par with them. This habit of birds of a feather flocking together was the same in the game, so everyone's friend list would have experts from other guilds. Eternal's words meant that they shouldn't just think about their guilds. This time, they needed to mobilize their personal connections and call out all the strength they could from their network.
The important figures had already understood this layer of meaning. They were all looking through their friend lists, calculating their choices. Some of them were already at a loss. What was the point of continuing like this? For the reward they had wanted from the very beginning? For the sake of a few of his brothers who had lost a level? For the losses they had suffered? When everyone had just died and returned to the city, they were all furious and wanted to call for more people. At that time, there would always be people who would come out and calm them down. But now, after going around in a big circle, they were back to calling for more people. The difference was that everyone was very calm now. Even if they called for more people, they would only do so after calmly thinking about it. Even though the important figures had lost again and again, at least they hadn't made mistakes because of their impulsiveness.
"If you don't want to continue, say hi. Everyone respects each other's choices." Eternal said in the chat.
"Eternal, don't rush us. Let everyone think about it." Low Temperature replied.
"Alright." The weather-beaten man maintained his silence.
In the group chat, the silence continued for almost half an hour. Finally, someone opened his mouth and weakly asked: "Is there anyone else?"
"Hm?" The fastest to react was Eternal.
"What's everyone's decision? Speak up! "This comrade had clearly thought it through, but he didn't want to be the first to speak up.
"If everyone has thought it through and has no objections, then from now on, within a minute. If you don't want to continue, then leave the group chat. If you stay, then you have to advance and retreat with everyone and fight to the end." Weathered Frost was quite smart. There were two choices between continuing and not continuing. If they said it out loud, it would be a disagreement, and there might be a quarrel. Since Weathered Frost had suggested this idea, of course he would insist on continuing. He didn't want to persuade those who were already wavering, but he was also afraid that such a quarrel would cause those who wanted to continue to waver again. Therefore, he came up with this idea to let everyone make a choice silently. No one would affect anyone else, and it would also not cause a quarrel.
After Eternal finished speaking, no one expressed any objections. Clearly, everyone had thought it through. Or rather, they had thought it through a long time ago. It was just that someone was the first to speak up.
One minute. Eternal stared at the time and closed his eyes. One minute later, how many people would be left in the group chat?
"Beep beep beep …" Eternal heard a sound in his ears. This was the system notification sound that he had set up. It was impossible for anyone else to apply to enter the group chat. At this moment, the notification must mean that someone had already left.
"Is there only one?" Eternal thought, and didn't open his eyes. Who could it be? He only slowly guessed in his heart. In his boredom, this could be considered a game. Would the last person to leave be the same as his guess?
"Beep beep beep." The notification sound appeared a few more times. The one minute time limit was finally up. Eternal opened his eyes.
Twenty-six. There were still twenty-six people left in the group chat. A total of five people left in the end. They were afraid and gave up. Or perhaps they were more rational, thinking that it wasn't worth it. In short, people with different paths couldn't make plans together. What made Eternal happy was that the people he had high hopes for all stayed in the group chat. Hypothermia One, Come Again, and Sandpaper, who was late and the first to question this plan, didn't leave.
"Thank you all for staying." Hypothermia One More said.
"Don't mention it. We're not staying for others. We're staying for ourselves. There's no need to thank us." Someone said clearly.
Hypothermia One More smiled, "Then let's continue. We'll still organize an assassination team to sneak into Cloud City. This time, everyone can contact Ying Qi Studio for the teleportation scroll. Didn't he already promise us a discount? "
"In Cloud City, the assassination must be accurate and deadly. Only do it when you have enough confidence to succeed and retreat. Don't take risks. I'll be in charge of finding the second path to Cloud Cloud City! "Said a man who had experienced many hardships.
"What if there isn't a second passage?" Someone asked.
"Don't worry, there will be one." Eternal said. "Black Dragon Mountain Range? I want to see how long it will be. "
"What if there isn't one?" Someone was still persistent.
"Eternal, you're so sure. Is there any news?" Hypothermia One More asked.
"Of course, so just leave this to me. You don't have to worry about it," said the experienced man.
Everyone listened and didn't ask any more questions. Everyone had been through thick and thin together. Eternal was their commander, so they still had this bit of trust.
Everyone logged off and returned to the game. Yin Sandpaper immediately wanted to contact Eternal, but the message was blocked. It was obvious that the guy hadn't left the dungeon yet. Yin Sandpaper thought about it and sent Hypothermia One More Message, "You two are working together. Is there a second passage to Cloud City?"
"There should be." Hypothermia One More Message said.
"What do you mean there should be?" Yin Sandpaper asked.
"Only Eternal knows the specifics. I believe in him, but he doesn't have a hundred percent confidence. So it can only be said there should be." Hypothermia One More Message said.
"That guy is still in the dungeon!" Yin Sandpaper said.
"I know. He'll be out soon." Hypothermia One More Message said.
"What is it?" Yin Sandpaper was confused.
"I really don't know." Hypothermia One More Message smiled bitterly, "I'm the same as you. I can only wait for his news."
What is it? Eternal's time in the dungeon was up. When he was teleported out, his eyes lit up.
"Hi!" A Cleric greeted him. It was a low-level Cleric.
"Hi." Eternal quickly walked down the stairs of the dungeon.
"Now you finally trust me a little more, don't you?" he asked with a smile.
"Indeed." The weather-beaten man nodded.
"Hongchen Yixiao." He extended his right hand.
"You know what I'm called." Eternal shook his hand.
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