“In that case,” Yang Qinglan said slowly, “we might as well help him.”

"Help...him?" God Valentine looked at Yang Qinglan, suddenly realizing the game had completely affected her.

The game has a very weak impact on players, which is why God Valenti immediately realized that his friend had been replaced after boarding the spaceship.

Compared to her, Yin Se-ri and the others spent two days with Li Changzhou without having any suspicions.

The others were also shocked by Yang Qinglan's remarks.

How could they actually get God Valenti to help Li Changzhou?

"It's like trying to persuade a black hole to spit out what it's eaten," Houhou used a metaphor.

Yang Qinglan seemed oblivious to everyone's reactions and continued:

“He is currently short-handed, and the attack on Konglu Star will inevitably lead to a protracted war, which will result in even more deaths. If you join, you will have overwhelming combat power and minimize casualties.”

"..." Different people have different kinds of speechless moments.

"Seeing you help the enemy, Konglu Star might simply choose to abandon it and prepare for losing its star. If this preparation is sufficient, there might not even be any casualties," Yang Qinglan continued.

“…Yes, that makes a lot of sense!” The dinosaur-headed warrior slammed his right fist into his left palm.

"Do you think I'm a fool?" God Valentine looked at Yang Qinglan. "You don't seem to be ruthless players. If that's the case, why don't you help me? Maintain the peaceful life that Konglu Star used to have?"

“We’re leaving, but there’s another one,” Yang Qinglan walked to Li Changzhou’s side, stroking the captain’s throne, and turned to look at God Valenti. “Can you stop IAO? Or simply—marry him, and this disaster will naturally end.”

"Don't blame this disaster on me. What did I do wrong? Just because I sing well, am beautiful, and have a noble birth, does that mean all the mistakes those men made for me are my fault?" God Valentine retorted.

“Of course it’s not your fault,” Yang Qinglan said calmly. “But you are the one who is trying to save Kong Luxing, yet you’re making us bear the punishment for the mission’s failure. Is the fault really ours?”

Before God Valentine could speak, she continued:

"If you want to save them, you have to pay the price—either join us and let them suffer less, or join Konglu Star and fight alongside them to the end, instead of begging us for mercy."

Yaochi chuckled and said to God Valentine:

"Even if you join Konglu Star and defeat us, IAO will still be around. He'll feel even more humiliated and furious. You're a noble god, a big star, and a player. IAO might not be able to do anything about you, but what about Konglu Star?"

Even the three-meter-tall waitress thought there was some truth to what the two said.

She looked back at God Valenti.

God Valenti raised his eyes: "You've overlooked a fundamental question—what did the people of Konglu do wrong, and why should they suffer this disaster?"

“When I was little, I often went with my dad to kill bears with a hunting rifle. The bears didn’t do anything wrong.” Bi, who had always been indifferent and only enjoyed eating candy, suddenly spoke up.

Everyone looked at the little girl.

"From now on, I will look at you with new respect." Li Changzhou gave her a thumbs up.

"I rode him like a horse, what did he do wrong?" Bi landed from the air and sat cross-legged in Li Changzhou's lap.

Yes, what did I do wrong?

Li Changzhou suddenly felt a sense of empathy for the people of Konglu Star.

“Si, from your perspective, you must think they are innocent,” Yang Qinglan continued, “but think about ourselves, who isn’t innocent? Aren’t you innocent? Or are we not? Everyone is like this, even IAO.”

"He is a divine being who rules over a region 3 light-years in diameter. While watching a concert, he was provoked by a planetary lord. It's like someone who is reading a book and is suddenly bitten by an insect. The person instinctively reaches out to swat it. What did the person do wrong? Why is he labeled as the aggressor?"

"Pain may not necessarily be a bad thing for Konglu Star."

“Remembering this painful experience will prevent even greater suffering. If you join us, you can not only help Konglu remember this lesson, but also reduce the cost of that lesson. What do you think?”

Instead of rushing to look at God Valenti, the group glanced at Yang Qinglan a few more times.

“The lines in ‘Women from That Planet’ are so true,” Houhou couldn’t help but say, “The more beautiful a woman is, the more dangerous she is.”

If it were Yaochi, she would smile and say thank you to him, but unfortunately it was Yang Qinglan, who didn't even give him a glance, she was looking at God Valentine.

“Miss Valentine, let’s just leave it at that,” suggested the three-meter-tall waitress.

“No.” The speaker was Yang Qinglan. “Only by helping us can we reduce the casualties on Konglu Star.”

That's outrageous!

“I invited you here to help me, and I guess your task is also to help me,” God Valentine suddenly said, somewhat annoyed.

This was one of the reasons why Li Changzhou was initially attracted to money.

Between him and Yang Qinglan, only one of them is destined to complete the mission—to advance to the level of a human immortal. The ship mission still features the "black card vs. white card" confrontation, but the subway mission is gone.

“I’m here to help you,” Yang Qinglan replied, “but does helping someone mean doing what they want to do?”

"Isn't that so?"

“Yes, but have you thought it through? What do you really want to do?” Yang Qinglan stared at God Valentine.

What I really want to do is, of course, help Konglu Star resolve this disaster.

But what if this disaster was inevitable? What would one truly want to do then?

"If I join Konglu Star and help them fight against Li Changzhou, what do you and Qianxia plan to do?" God Valenti looked intently at Yang Qinglan.

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