"Something more meaningful..."
Maiev instinctively took a step back; he couldn't trust Berland.
"Hey, don't think too badly of me. You're a ghost storyteller from Myanmar. What's your name again?"
"That's not important."
Since Berland can't remember his own name, Maiev won't easily tell him, just in case his talent requires him to know other people's names.
"Don't be so wary of me—" Berland walked up with a smile. "I'm a gentleman. To tell you the truth, I have another way to get a VIP card. There's no need for me to attack you. Besides, I might not even be able to beat you."
"I'm gathering all the other ghost story masters. This time, there are two SSS-rank ghost story masters participating, which is a huge burden on our hearts!" Berland's expression became more serious. "I think this is the only way to clear the game! This ship will sail at sea for seven days. You can quit after surviving the sixth day, and I will go and try to get the rewards for clearing the game. Isn't that wonderful?"
Berland's proposal was not much different from Artus's, but his reward distribution plan was obviously more realistic. Moreover, as the leader of the Iron Tower Kingdom and an SS-level talent, Berland's plan was far better than Artus's in any respect!
How can I trust you?
“If you don’t trust me, you can leave now.” Berland extended his right hand. “If you join me, I can share some intelligence with you, which will at least guarantee your survival rate!”
After a moment of contemplation, Maiev realized that Berland might immediately turn hostile if he refused on the spot, so he decided to appease him first!
"Then I wish us a pleasant cooperation!"
“However, to ensure the stability of our cooperation—” Berland leaned closer, “can you guarantee you won’t have any ill intentions towards me?”
"Of course! Since it's a collaboration, you have to trust me!"
"Haha, of course I believe you!" Berland patted Maiev on the shoulder. "I'll take you to find the others, and then I'll tell you what I know now."
"Let's go."
Berland led the way, and Maiev followed behind him.
This is... so incredibly careless!
Mavi looked suspiciously at Berland's unguarded back. If he suddenly attacked now, Berland would have no chance to retaliate!
Kill him, and then get the VIP card?
The crazy idea flashed through Maiev's mind for only a few seconds before he shook his head and dismissed it.
Berland said he was confident he could get the VIP card, which means he probably has a life-saving ability. Making a rash move would only alert the enemy, so it's better to find another opportunity. To be honest, after what happened with Yamagami, Maiev no longer has any intention of dealing with SSS-class enemies.
As they walked, Berland suddenly stopped.
"Alas, it's a pity, Mr. Strange Tales Master from Myanmar, you ultimately failed my test!"
"What are you saying?" Maiev asked, but blood gushed from his mouth, and he collapsed to the ground in disbelief!
“Fortunately, you can offer me something truly useful,” Berland smiled. “Like, a genuine VIP card!”
On the deck, Yangshan was still smoking. The netizens in Black Sheep Country had long since become numb to it; they were genuinely afraid that Yangshan would just smoke himself to death.
"It's so late at night, are you still out for a stroll?"
Yang Shan exhaled a smoke ring and said this to Mo Sheng, who was walking onto the deck.
"Aren't you the same?"
Mo Sheng was surprised to see Yang Shan here. Had this guy been here ever since he arrived? Had he not gone to the toilet or eaten anything along the way?
"This guy is really acting strange..."
Mo Sheng walked up to Yang Shan and looked him over curiously.
Then, a sweeping leg strike aimed straight at his lower body!
"Hey, girl, ambushing other people isn't a good habit!"
Mo Sheng kicked Yang Shan's leg, but felt as if he had kicked a steel plate, and felt a sharp pain!
"Your ability... is really interesting!"
Mo Sheng took a few steps back, watching Yang Shan warily!
Yang Shan sighed softly: "We could have never crossed paths, wouldn't that have been better?"
"Perhaps."
Mo Sheng slowly moved to a safe distance, closed her eyes for a moment, and then left, returning to her room.
"What a pity, tonight is a dead end. I was hoping to get a VIP card, but it looks like there's no hope tonight."
[Rule Nine*: When the first night arrives, the live broadcasts from all countries will be cut off. During this time, killing will no longer disqualify you from completing the game. As long as you kill one person, you can go to the first mate, Tuxlian, to receive a VIP card.]
First mate Turks has his own private room, and he can find out his location by asking any white-clad crew member on the road.
Berland was walking toward Turksren's room. He had already killed one person, which qualified him for the opportunity to receive a VIP card, so he naturally wouldn't pass up the chance.
But when he pushed open the door, he smelled a strong stench of blood!
"This is bad..."
A middle-aged man lay on the ground, his pure white clothes stained with blood.
This is First Officer Tuckerlian!
Such extensive injuries... this is from a shotgun!
"The first mate is dead? Is this some new plot development?"
"wrong!"
Just as Berland realized something was wrong and tried to leave, a cold gun barrel was pressed against his back!
"No matter who you are, let's talk this out!"
Berland raised his hands, not daring to turn around and look at the people behind him.
The mountain was also standing behind Berland, ready to pull the trigger at any moment.
After obtaining the VIP card, Yamagami immediately shot and killed the first mate, Turksren, with a shotgun to prevent others from obtaining VIP cards through Turksren as well!
For VIP guests, the fewer people who have this status, the more valuable it is!
Just as Shan Shang was about to leave, he ran into Berland, who was coming over. He was now considering whether to take care of him as well.
Sensing the immense killing intent emanating from behind, Berland tried to appear harmless: "Wait, I have no idea who you are. Are you hesitating? That means you'll have to pay a low price to kill me! How about this? You promise me you won't lay a hand on me! I'll tell you some important information!"
There was still no word from the person on the mountain, who pushed the shotgun forward a little further!
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