Rudy raised an eyebrow as he pressed his forehead, no longer daring to think any further. The more he thought, the crueler he felt the world was. He had always said that the world was a place of survival of the fittest before this, but he never truly felt the meaning of the phrase until that moment.
Rudy took a deep breath, "In the eyes of the strong, you'll feel like all of this is right. However, in our eyes, we just feel like it's crazy. The world is just too crazy.
"Death doesn't seem to matter in this world at all. No wonder I was too scared to try and survive in a large clan before. The competition is too fierce. It comes with so many corpses, and so many people lose their lives so easily. I don't want to be one of them, I just wanted to live my life carefully."
Fane smiled, not expecting that Rudy would have thought about it so much. Fane had felt like Rudy used to just do whatever he pleased using his position, but he learned humility after going through so much. He never expected that Rudy was already so humble that he was content with living a careful life.
The discussions around them caused the place to sound like a market. Everyone was discussing whether they should participate in the slaughter game. A lot of people were tempted to try it out but were worried that they would be unlucky enough to meet someone strong. However, a lot of them still felt like they should try their luck.
They felt like they would not be so unlucky that they would become cannon fodder the moment they entered, but practically everyone seemed to think like that. Everyone had the same idea that they were the special ones that would not die. However, Fane felt that that way of thinking would push them right into their deaths.
Slaughter games were the playground of the strong. The weaklings were only there to be killed. Weinhord City had warriors from three second-grade worlds. Those warriors would forget about their dignity for the sake of spirit crystals, slaughtering everyone they saw in sight.
For the sake of getting a high ranking in the slaughter game, they would not care about the lives of the weaklings. Their lives were just stepping stones.
Just as Fane was deep in thought, the caretaker knocked on the desk, "The time is up. Registration is starting!"
The moment the caretaker said that the place became much quieter. Most of them wanted to try it out, but they were too scared to just jump in. Fane reached out and patted Rudy on the shoulder, smiling as he said, "Take part in this with me."
The moment Fane said that Rudy shook his head vigorously, "Absolutely not! What's the point of me entering? I'll just drag you down. I'm not useful at all anyway. I would be too much of a piece of trash if I even dragged you down."Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.
Fane smiled, saying nonchalantly,
"Don't worry. Since you agreed to leave with me, I don't mind if you know some secrets. Just think about you entering as a chance to widen your horizons. The moment you're in any danger, I'll pulk you into an isolated space."
By isolated space, he was referring to the Mustard Seed. Before this, he still had some doubts about Rudy, and Mustard Seed was his greatest secret. His family was stored inside. To prevent any mishaps, he had kept the secret incredibly strictly Rudy never realized anything.
However, since he had already dragged Rudy into the Whirling World with him, he felt obligated to bring Rudy with him when he left Whirling World. Hence, he was forced into figuring out a way to
leave. The crystal badge didn
show how many people he could bring, but Fane guessed that he was only allowed to go alone.