43: Chapter 43 "You Can Pay Yourself to Work"

"Restructuring the Covenant."

As those four words were spoken, everyone fell silent.

At this moment, Ming Zhan and Li Yujian watched Luo Long quietly. No matter how indignant they felt, they had to admit Luo Long's breadth of vision at this moment.

After a moment of contemplation, they immediately voiced their agreement.

"I can do that."

"I agree as well."

After Ming Zhan and Li Yujian stated their positions, the three of them looked toward Ye Qing together.

After being stared at for a long while, Ye Qing finally reacted and couldn't help but speak up.

"Ah? Why are you looking at me? My Green Leaf Guild was driven all the way to the tundra.

Why are you looking at me?"

"Brother Ye Qing, stop joking. Whether it's your strength or this..."

Luo Long pointed at the magic scroll on the table.

"These are enough for you to hold a seat. You need to take a stance."

"These aren't mine, I can't take a stance."

"Let me ask."

Ye Qing turned his head to look at Zhou Rin.

"Zhou Rin, call your classmate and have him ask."

"Oh, okay."

Seeing Zhou Rin sitting on the ground with his head tilted—clearly having logged off—Luo Long, Ming Zhan, and Li Yujian glanced at each other and then waited quietly.

Meanwhile, by the Quiet Lake, Mo Bai sneezed several times and slowly stopped his work.

"Hmm? Why does it feel like something's not quite right?"

"I wonder how Ye Qing and Zhou Rin are doing. They're just going to sell a magic scroll, nothing should go wrong, right?"

Mo Bai shook his head as he thought about it.

"It shouldn't come to that; after all, it's a small matter."

Mo Bai then pulled his thoughts back and once again immersed his mind in the data before him.

After a period of experimentation, he had already accumulated a significant amount of data.

What was needed now was simply to find the patterns within it, summarize them into a formula, and then he would be able to modify it to a certain extent.

Beside him, Yang Hao was currently calculating in front of the cliff wall until his eyes were bloodshot.

He had underestimated the difficulty of this task, but being naturally shy, he was embarrassed to keep bothering Mo Bai. So, he ate sour berries to refresh himself while stubbornly grinding through it.

There's an old saying that a person can do anything when pushed to their limits, except math.

But for some people, math is no exception.

Setting aside the initial awkwardness, once he got into it, Yang Hao's thinking became increasingly smooth, though the number of times he scratched his head increased, seemingly scratching off quite a bit of hair.

Suddenly, after logging off for a while, Yang Hao ran over to Mo Bai's side.

"Zhou Rin called. How is it? Is everything going smoothly for them?"

Mo Bai asked casually, his iron stylus carving the derivation process onto the cliff wall, completely failing to notice the slightly strange expression on Yang Hao's face.

When he heard what Yang Hao had to say, suddenly... "What?"

Kaka!

The iron stylus left a long scratch on the cliff wall as Mo Bai turned to look at Yang Hao.

"You're saying that in front of all the players in Oak Town and the other two major guilds, Ye Qing used a Wind Blade Technique magic scroll to kill the Dragon Soaring Guild leader, Luo Long.

And now the three of them are inviting Ye Qing to be a spokesperson for the player alliance?"

Mo Bai was a bit dazed. How exactly did things evolve into this bit by bit?

What on earth happened?

How could it be like this?

"Why didn't they just take out the other two guild leaders as well?"

Yang Hao stood to the side, not daring to speak.

After Mo Bai let out that complaint, he couldn't help but scratch his head, took a deep breath, and began to think calmly.

First, putting the process aside, Luo Long and the others' goal must be the magic scrolls and the transcendent secrets held by Ye Qing and Zhou Rin.

So they chose to try and pull him into the alliance through Ye Qing and Zhou Rin to obtain a stable or even free supply of various transcendent classes.

"But for me, what can I gain? What do I need?"

Mo Bai pondered slightly.

"I need time and energy to research magic, I need various elemental materials for practice, and I need enough high-quality talent to act as my research assistants.

Hmm, translated, that means I don't want to do manual labor, I want money, and I want people.

Though... it's not like there's no way."

Mo Bai had a sudden flash of inspiration, and a plan gradually formed in his mind.

Isn't it just wanting money, people, and time? There's a solution for this 'I want it all' problem.

Wouldn't it be solved if people brought their own money to work?

Mo Bai slapped his thigh.

"Slap!"

Far away at the Dragon Soaring Guild base, Ye Qing saw Luo Long excitedly slap his own thigh.

"What? You mean we can send people to learn magic knowledge?"

"That's right. It's one crystal core per person, but the requirement is that their spirit attribute must have reached 15 points. They must have a bachelor's degree from a top-tier university or higher, with science and engineering majors prioritized, followed by athletes, and liberal arts at the back.

If anyone meets the requirements, they can come with me now; current students are preferred.

Five slots, first come first served."

Ye Qing said strictly.

"There is a possibility of a class change to Mage."

*Hiss.*

Luo Long slapped his thigh again and, without any hesitation, immediately sent people to check the conditions of the mages in the guild.

Beside him, Ming Zhan and Li Yujian didn't stall either, both sending people to prepare.

This efficiency made Ye Qing scratch his head.

They were actually so eager to pay to work.

Meanwhile, Zhou Rin beside him raised his head slightly with great pride.

This was the value of a Mage; this was the value of transcendence.

This was the value of his foresight!

This was simply the most worthwhile thigh he had ever clung to.

He was proud to be a hanger-on!

When Ye Qing and Zhou Rin left, they were followed by five players who were both excited and a bit apprehensive.

Behind them, Luo Long, Ming Zhan, and Li Yujian saw them off to the door together.

Once Ye Qing and Zhou Rin were far away, the three of them looked at each other, the original hostility in their eyes fading significantly.

At this moment, they had reached a consensus by unspoken agreement.

When they stepped back onto the high platform, the real negotiations officially began.

That evening, the official accounts of the three guilds jointly posted the same thread on the Oak Town forum.

"Oak Town Player Alliance Manifesto"

"After collective consultations between the four major guilds, including Dragon Soaring, War Alliance, and Blood Moon, as well as fifteen high-level solo players, in order to face the increasingly complex game environment, we hereby unite all players in Oak Town to form an alliance. The specific covenant is as follows:..."

With the three major guilds issuing a joint statement, combined with the earlier build-up from various guilds, the alliance's affairs progressed steadily, and a new structure gradually took shape.

At the same time, the Great Axe Gang's actions became increasingly rampant, directly hunting down entire populations of remote small villages in organized, large-scale operations for experiments.

The personnel involved clearly showed faint traces of military training. Occasionally, a few survivors would bypass layers of obstacles to reach the Oak Town Mayor's Mansion to file a complaint, but as soon as they left the mansion after complaining, they would vanish without a sound.

Only when they were occasionally stumbled upon by players would a fight break out.

After a day of travel, Ye Qing and Zhou Rin also arrived at one side of Quiet Lake with the five "Mage" players.

Just as they entered the Quiet Lake area, they were suddenly stopped by a squad of burly men.

"Who goes there?"

"Halt!"