Chapter 186: A Problem with the Ruins!

The Temple of Light players that were priests waved their staffs non-stop, casting healing spells on the rescued [Doomsday Online] players.

As Zheng Jinshang’s domain turned the ground into a silt swamp, many people were half-underground at this moment and needed to be dug out. They were quite embarrassed.

From time to time, someone would exclaim out loud. These people would be someone who had lost consciousness and was awakened by the excavation. There were also quite a few misunderstandings.

“Damn! Why have I been buried? Evil Sect, you have no humanity!”

“What the heck! You can kill us if you want to, but it’s inhumane to bury us alive!”

“As expected, the powerful factions are not to be trusted!”

Ou Chen: “...”

Zhao Yongkang: “...”

After explaining everything clearly, these talented people finally understood that the ones in front of them weren’t from the Evil Sect. Instead, they were good people who had saved them from the Evil Sect’s claws.

At this time, there were finally words of gratitude.

These people—who had been rescued and freed from the destiny of becoming the formation’s foundation—were all grateful to Link and the others.

Ou Chen basked in those grateful gazes as he waved his hand awe-inspiringly. “Everyone, there’s no need for thanks. The God of Light is always watching over us. Let us believe that darkness and fog are always only temporary, while light is eternal!”

Link raised his sword-like eyebrows slightly; he knew what was coming.

As soon as Ou Chen spoke, it was obvious he was out to convince them of something...

After a few generous words and calming everyone’s emotions, Ou Chen quietly whispered to the Temple of Light members beside him. “These people aren’t weak; they are all Stage Three or Stage Four [Doomsday Online] players, and they can be considered the various forces’ backbones. Find a way to win their favor and gratitude; then, fool them—no, convince them to join our Temple of Light!”

The man from the Temple of Light suddenly nodded. “In this way, our Temple of Light can grow a little bit more; the Holy Son is really farsighted.”

“Heh, I like you. Study hard, and you will become somebody great in the future.” The Holy Son—Ou Chen’s mouth curved, revealing an unreadable smile. He looked at the man appreciatively.

At this moment, a hand was placed on Ou Chen’s shoulder.

“What’s the matter? Did something happen again?” Ou Chen frowned slightly and turned his head around.

Zhao Yongkang’s determined face suddenly came into view.

“Brother Zhao...”

“Our City Master asked me to pass a message—he wants all the people here. Just stay out of the way and give up trying to get them on your side.”

Ou Chen’s brows twisted together, and his expression was instantly subdued. “How is Unfallen City so greedy? There are 20 to 30 people here. You could share with the Temple of Light.”

Before, it was also because of these 20 to 30 people that he suggested that they come to the Forest of Darkness to Tian Mingyuan and Wu Hao.

This number of Stage Three and Four [Doomsday Online] players made quite a formidable force!

If Ou Chen were able to turn this in his favor, the high-level Temple of Light elders would be overjoyed...

A voice suddenly came from nearby. It was as indifferent as before, lacking all emotion. “Why, do you have an opinion?”

Ou Chen’s body suddenly stiffened. Even without looking, he knew it was Link who had spoken. He skillfully contorted his face into a smile. “No, it’s not a big deal. Brother Link saved these people, so, of course, you are in charge.”

As he spoke, Ou Chen tapped the Temple of Light member on the chest again. “Go, tell them about Unfallen City and about how great our Brother Link is!”

The man from the Temple of Light was silent.

Ou Chen’s face was docile. There seemed to be two words written on his face—’understanding’ and ‘agreement.’ However, his heart was bleeding. It was as if a sad person was kneeling on the ground and wailing: “That’s 20 to 30 [Doomsday Online] players of the same rank, no... no more!”

Link nodded slightly and stopped paying attention. He turned to look at the items that Xue Linglong had handed over.

These items were all in Zheng Jinshang’s personal backpack and had dropped after he died.

There were a few talismans with hidden attacks and some miscellaneous items that assisted in combat. They weren’t of great value. After all, if [Doomsday Online] players obtained valuable items such as skill scrolls, they would definitely use them immediately rather than keep them.

One of the ancient books within this pile of items attracted Link’s attention. The book seemed to be quite old. On the cover—written in an official script—was: ‘Master Qingxuan’s Chronicles of Strange Happenings.’

There were strange happenings recorded in an ancient language, and there were even illustrations of formations. The formation that the Evil Sect had laid on the ground was included.

As Link read through the book, a system notification sounded in his ears.

[Host’s comprehension of Xuanming’s Body Sacrifice Formation +1]

...

It seemed like he could use this book to learn something about formations!

He had found a treasure!

Link’s eyes flashed; this was what he had wanted to get from the powerful factions. Secrets, formations, and even some special methods were extremely precious. It was difficult for ordinary people to obtain them; only the powerful factions had them!

To Link, this ancient book was far more important than equipment!

He didn’t take a closer look. After casually scanning through it, he put it in his personal backpack, planning to study it when he was free later.

At this moment, Zhao Yongkang and Luo Xingyao walked over, their expressions embarrassed.

“What’s wrong?”

Zhao Yongkang said, “City Master, some of the rescued people originally belonged to other cities’ teams. They aren’t exiled powerhouses and have their own affiliations...”

Link immediately understood that they had encountered difficulties in recruiting labor workers.

Ou Chen saw the opportunity to show off his talents and immediately leaned over. “Brother Link, don’t worry. I’m well versed in that; let me talk to them.”

Link glanced at Ou Chen and waved his hand disdainfully. “I have a way too.”

Ou Chen was surprised. He knew Link was powerful, but his character was cold and indifferent. Link didn’t talk very much; it was as if his every word was extremely precious.

Can he convince those people? Anyway, Ou Chen didn’t believe it. He was even mentally anticipating to see Link embarrass himself.

Flashes of curiosity even streaked across Zhao Yongkang and Luo Xingyao’s faces. They also wanted to know how Link would convince those people. With righteous and awe-inspiring words? These people aren’t children. They have families in other cities, so why would they want to work for Link in Unfallen City? He is most likely going to solicit them with offers of some benefits.

In fact, among those who were unwilling to join Unfallen City, there were many people who were waiting to see what he would offer.

After all, these people weren’t the original No Retreat Army. Although Stage Three and Stage Four powerhouses weren’t top players, they weren’t weak either.

Although they had been attracted here by the news of the ruin and were hoodwinked by the Evil Sect, they all had homes and places to retreat to. Unfallen City was not their only choice.

Zhao Yongkang and the others soon brought Link to those who were unwilling to join Unfallen City.

After the priests’ treatment, these people still looked pathetic. However, they seemed to be in good health.

Some of the Stage Four powerhouses—who were leading them—stood arrogantly with their arms crossed across their chests as they mentally looked Link over.

Zhao Yongkang patted someone on the shoulder. “Our City Master wants to talk to you personally.”

The man turned his head away with an arrogant look. “Don’t touch me! I’m from Ancient Spirit City!”

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