Yan Zi opened the chat channel directly, but there were hardly any comments left; the remaining posts were from discussions that took more than ten minutes to finish.
But their profile pictures had turned gray, foreshadowing that all these chatty people had met a violent end...
Yan Zi couldn't help but feel a little flustered.
She just arrived here, how come she ran into something like this again?
After searching the chat area for a while, Yan Zi finally found some suspicious points in the first 99 messages.
One of the guys, known as the Dragon Kingdom Prophet, seems to have predicted this disaster!
Although this guy has the talent and title of a diviner, he often causes trouble for people, which makes people not believe in his prophetic abilities.
Judging from the chat content among the group members, this fortune teller can only be considered a charlatan among them.
Yan Zi contacted this person directly, expecting to wait a long time, but to her surprise, the other party responded as soon as she sent the message.
Yan Zi: "Hello, Master Diviner, could you tell me what happened in this area?"
The Master Strategist: "Of course! You must be the new lord, right?"
Yan Zi: "??"
Without saying a word, the fortune teller forwarded a gift box directly.
Driven by curiosity, Yan Zi opened the gift box, and a scroll popped out of it.
The scroll is inscribed with the words "incorporation".
[Item: Collection Scroll (Green)]
[Introduction: The contractor is a single individual who can serve as commander and recruit 100 subordinates. The commander can use resources to train these subordinates, transforming them into the strongest combat resources under their command.]
Yan Zi frowned immediately, somewhat puzzled as to why this fortune teller would give her this recruitment scroll. Did he want her to become his subordinate?
The white fox suddenly raised its head from her arms and squinted at the scroll.
Yan Zi noticed its movement and immediately patted its head reassuringly, asking, "Little fox, did you notice something wrong with this scroll?"
The white fox whimpered softly, its voice echoing in her mind like a child's.
"This scroll can be used to recruit teams. Once the contract is completed, they will become your soldiers unconditionally."
Yan Zi: "What's the difference between this and the resident ID card I was issued?"
The white fox immediately raised its head and twitched its ears: "Of course there is a difference. This is just a simple incorporation of the team. They can only be transferred in when there is a need to fight. We have resident ID cards, which means we are completely under your control, while they are only under your control when they are soldiers. Their behavior and freedom are different."
"Moreover, they also have the right to refuse. As the master, you must support these contractual people. You can only use them once they have grown up. But they are not just for your use; they can find another master at any time."
Yan Zi understood after hearing this.
If it weren't for the little fox, she might have really been raising a bunch of people for nothing. Sure enough, no matter how much she guarded against them, she still had to guard against her own family members who were of the same lineage.
If she were to spend money to support these people, and they were to serve her, then that would be somewhat acceptable.
But unfortunately, after raising them to adulthood, they might still harbor thoughts of betraying her, which is very bad.
Yan Zi's eyes immediately darkened.
The little fox realized it had said too much and immediately covered its mouth.
Yan Zi lifted its two paws directly above its head: "Stop covering it all day long, it'll get all fur in its mouth."
The fortune teller was still frantically banging on the electronic wooden fish, while the group of people sitting next to him stared at him with strange expressions.
"I said, why don't we just tell her we want to join her team? Why do we have to give her this stuff?"
A handsome young man in a white shirt stood up impatiently and paced back and forth in the room, his face showing anxiety and unease.
They knew exactly who this newcomer was; as long as they followed her, they wouldn't have to worry about a lack of resources in the future...
The fortune teller was annoyed by the sound of his anxious footsteps and scolded, "How can she trust us if we don't hand this over to her?"
"Zhou Zikai, listen to the fortune teller. Stop making trouble."
"Yes, yes, we should just listen to the fortune teller. Our leader here has already run off to the battlefield and has completely ignored us. We need a new leader!"
Zhou Zikai looked at the fortune teller with a wronged expression, his face full of incomprehension: "I just don't understand, with such strong talents and abilities, why do we need to rely on a stranger? We don't even know if she's willing to accept us, and she might even think we have ulterior motives!"
Everyone felt a pang of sadness upon hearing his words.
The fortune teller looked at Zhou Zikai and said coldly, "Because we didn't get the leader's badge! You can only choose to follow the strong, otherwise you can only be a commoner."
His tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable air of authority.
Zhou Zikai's heart sank instantly, because they knew the fortune teller was right. If it weren't for the fortune teller's divination skills, they wouldn't be alive today.
In her heart, the fortune teller was their leader, but now she had to accept a stranger as their leader, and this person was even weaker than them, not even level 30 yet!
Zhou Zikai was so angry that he felt dizzy and sat down to frantically drink water, trying to calm his raging anger.
A group of people around sighed helplessly as they warmed themselves by the fire.
Before the fortune teller could even begin implementing his plan, Yan Zi took preemptive action, returning the items untouched and then adding a question mark.
Upon seeing this, the fortune teller frowned, somewhat puzzled as to what this guy was doing.
Seeing his appearance, everyone immediately crowded around to ask him questions. The fortune teller pondered for a few seconds before asking, "Have you guys been making a fuss in the group chat lately? Letting them know my name?"
The group looked at each other, then nodded frantically.
“We’ve already ruined your reputation in the group so much that if this person is watching the chat channel, they’ll definitely recognize you.”
Upon hearing this, the fortune teller frowned, somewhat puzzled as to what the newcomer was thinking.
Yan Zi: "I don't know why you suddenly sent me this, but I don't need it. Thank you for your sponsorship."
The Calculator: "Don't you want to be our commander-in-chief?"
Yan Zi: "I don't want to!"
The fortune teller said, "Why? I have the ability to predict the future, and I can definitely influence the course of the battle at crucial moments."
Yan Zi: "I can clearly overpower everyone, why do I need to consult a fortune teller?"
When the fortune teller saw the message she sent, he fell into a brief silence, then suddenly smiled.
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