Chapter 257 - 257 238 The Contractor

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257: Chapter 238: The Contractor 257: Chapter 238: The Contractor Is revenge meaningless? Maybe, The dead are no longer conscious, and they can’t perceive their afterlife. But for the living still left behind in the hell of the human world, it is meaningful. At least, it makes them feel that they are still alive…. “…Ouch, do I really attract so much hatred?” Sophist, or Yuan Dunxing, the back of his head suddenly exploded, and a large amount of blood spurted out. He lost another puppet, but it wasn’t the last one… He didn’t resist to death, nor did he try to block everyone… There was no need for that, as long as it wasn’t someone trying to destroy the “Life Mother Tree”, he let them pass. But some people wouldn’t let him go. “Hey, hey, hey, Fang Wen, I admit I dug you into a hole, but at this time, why should we fight internally? There’s no need for that…” Light silver light emanated the radiance of war, and the full-scale Silver War (Fang Wen) was hunting down the traitors. “We don’t have conflicts. I didn’t reach Ascension… I haven’t even met the standard of attacking Rule-level. We can both win. I don’t have the ambition or the ability to eat up the Divine Foundation.” “I am a Contractor, and I can’t lie. I can draft an agreement now, no matter how big the benefits, I will let you have the majority of it…” Sincere words were constantly spoken, with various benefits thrown out randomly, not only were the promises very reasonable, but he was also willing to put them in writing! But no matter what he said, Fang Wen’s hand never stopped. Knife-cut, needle-stab, collision; although due to the lack of “quality,” Silver War’s overall volume was less than one-third of the normal state, and it has degenerated from a humanoid combat unit to a “small beast”, it still maintained a fairly strong combat effectiveness. Fang Wen knew that when fighting a Contractor series Strongman, the first priority was not to talk to them no matter what they say. Contracts, after all, are about the other side putting forward a “request” or “appeal,” and this side needs to be certain for it to become an “agreement.” 2-tier contractors still require contract papers, three-tier negotiation experts already have the ability to make “oral agreements.” When facing an opponent like this, don’t respond no matter what they say… but most importantly, don’t think about it! When you think about the other party’s logic, the meaning behind their words, and when you consider whether your response is appropriate, you may have already fallen into their trap… so, if both thinking and answering might be trapped, it’s better to turn off your senses. Normal people can’t do that, but Fang Wen can. She turned off her sound receiver! “Bang!” Another stroke and the Sophist was struck back. He dropped the cracked shortsword from his hand and revealed a bitter smile. Even for him, dealing with an opponent like a mad dog was quite painful. But Fang Wen was even more shocked… the close combat ability of the Sophist was surprisingly not bad. “Don’t look at me like that, I played a trick. I contracted with my body and weapons to make them perform better…” “Ding!” Fang Wen had no intention of “opening her ears” no matter what he said. Contractors at a certain level are powerful, but before they take out even higher-level abilities, their weaknesses are also obvious. Ping’an sent Fang Wen to ambush the Sophist, which was a trump card that had been agreed upon earlier… as long as he was killed, as well as this “mastermind”, everything would be worth it. The knife light fell again, and the Sophist was already beginning to fall behind the rhythm. Fang Wen’s knife was fast, very fast; even though she had lost most of her lower body, she was still a war machine capable of benchmarking high-level fighters. “Boom!” But this time, it was Fang Wen who was sent flying. Her faceless mask flowed with watery light and revealed a puzzled emotion for the first time. At that moment, it was a pure power contest, and she was slightly at a disadvantage. “…Gourmet.” This pure and primitive brute force made her quickly think of this possibility. The offensive was blocked, and the opponent was not a weakling who was easily defeated. She opened her “ears” in hopes of collecting more intelligence. And seeing this scene, the Sophist laughed too. “Uh-huh, Gourmet, just reached third-tier recently. Do you want to know why I improved so quickly?” Fang Wen didn’t nod, but unconsciously started thinking about it. For the Sophist’s age, having a fourth-tier Contractor, fourth-tier Healer and at least a third-tier Gourmet was too exaggerated. “Because the things I eat are quite special, my three paths are no longer separate ways, but have merged together.” “You see, I can be a headhunter, make living puppets, and ‘store’ them in my body. But you see, living puppets also have wisdom, they have a sense of self if control is relaxed, and are independent intelligent creatures. So, I signed contracts with them, and after they die, everything belongs to me.” “Since the signing place of this contract is in my body, the actual parties to the contract are ‘me’, so I confused the boundaries of the two sides and made the final legacy a state that I can absorb…” Blasphemous words, taboo abilities, and malicious contracts were revealed one after another. “Of course, the contract itself should be fair, so it’s a gambling agreement, whoever dies first, their entire property belongs to the other.” “Oh yes, and an insurance agreement, we are both beneficiaries, whoever dies first, the other will make a fortune.” The Sophist kept talking about his growth secret. It was so blasphemous. Multiple contracts were established between the victims and him, forcibly mixing interference between each other’s boundaries, using powers from the three paths of Gourmet, Contractor, and Headhunter to squeeze the remaining value of the victims cleanly. The highest fourth-tier newcomer? It was not a big deal in the world of high-tier experts just looking at the data, with two fourth-tier and one third-tier experts. However, just achieving this level of growth meant that he could not be evaluated by normal tiers with his unique “path” of reality. When Fang Wen was shocked by this “big secret” and really followed his train of thought, she already felt vaguely that something was wrong. “You see, my ability is actually quite similar to that of the great Mother Goddess in many ways. Comparing it, rather than you who have abandoned your body, I am more suitable to be the Mother Goddess’s adaptor…” ————- In the midst of chaos, Ping’an’s “chariot” successfully arrived at the periphery of the Arena. The surrounding beast swarm had been cleaned up completely, and looking at the city wall that wasn’t tall compared to the “Salvation Tree,” all he could do was sigh. The effect of the Giant in Hand had faded, but neither his own nor Noah’s Ark could do anything about this wall that was more than ten meters high… They were not meant for besieging, and they could not do anything to it as it was too solid. The giant tree turned into a faint light, dissipating in the air, returning to its “basin.” “3 minutes 58 seconds? It seems I need more practice.” Packing and releasing the “scenes” both take time and require a lot of practice and an improvement of spatial ability to improve their completion. Ping’an’s “release of salvation” took about two minutes, and it took even longer to pack up. This was the result of hard training; the first two directions took more than ten minutes initially. There was no garrison on the walls, or all the beast garrisons had been annihilated. After packing up the scene, Guan Xinxian also came to meet up. He directly lifted up Ping’an, and in two strokes, they reached the top of the city wall. And at this moment, Ping’an finally returned to where the “dream began” once more.

Chapter 257 - 257 238 The Contractor

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