I Am the God of Games

After Guatu obediently retreated into the corner and stopped talking, all the talents in the conch house finally got to the point again.

"Since you mentioned those dry-skinned people who attacked us, you must know something, right?" The frogman elder asked Vera with bulging eyes.

"Those humans who attacked you are gangsters from the Secret Eye Society. They found a relatively safe waterway, so they plan to take this tidal flat for their own use and transform it into a port for smuggling in the Western Continent."

It’s not important information anyway, in order to show sincerity, Vera told the identity of the enemy to the elder of the frogman clan: “And we are adventurers from a small town outside the Valley of the Dead, and we happened to have some festivals with the Secret Eye Club. , so it can help you fight against the Secret Eye."

"It's not like your dry-skinned people's usual style of being so kind."

The frogman chief elder did not rush to agree or refuse. It seemed to have a good understanding of human nature, and did not believe that Vera and the others would put their life and death aside just for 'some festivals' and help their alien races against their fellow races.

Indeed, in this age of undeveloped intelligence, there are very few human beings who have an overall view, and they are often most concerned about their own immediate interests. Therefore, many demihumans have the impression of human beings as 'selfish and greedy' races.

After all, this is a world guided by gods, let alone the gods who jumped out of the Three Realms and are not in the Five Elements, whether they are religious leaders such as the Pope at the top of the pyramid, or the royal families of various imperial kingdoms, they do not want the people below. If you have any unusual ideas, and then affect your own rule, you will naturally tacitly implement the policy of ignoring the people together, and further block the wisdom of the people.

This is why this world obviously has supernatural powers such as magic and magic, and the conditions for developing civilization are much better than those of the earth, but after so many years of development, it still remains in this ignorant era.

When Vera was thinking about how to use words to win the other party's trust, Qiao, who sat cross-legged until her feet were numb, shouted dissatisfiedly: "Don't fix those useless things, just tell us how you can trust us, and you will die. Shout or not!"

"Hmph, just timid and dry-skinned people like you, you still want to die..." Guatu, who shrank in the corner and used a conch spear to pedicure himself, sneered.

When the frogman said that, Joe was not happy, he jumped up suddenly, ignoring the seaweed still tied to his hands, and snatched the conch spear from Guatu's pedicure.

Guatu was so frightened that his face turned green, for fear that Qiao Bao would hurt the elder, he immediately blocked in front of the elder.

As a result, Qiao did not attack Guatu or the elder, but directly pierced his chest with the spear Kucha, vomiting blood and cursing: "Isn't it a death, this uncle will die for you to see!"

After he finished speaking, he pulled out his spear, and immediately blood spurted out from the wound and splattered on the ground. It looked extremely bloody, and the two frogmen next to him were stunned.

Not to mention a young quack, even if he has lived for a long time, the experienced elders of frogs are stunned for a moment: if they don’t agree, they commit suicide. When did humans become such an anal race?

Then they waited for a long time, only to find that Joe was still alive and kicking, and even the wound on his chest didn't seem so obvious.

"Ou Cao, the blood is so thick that he didn't kill himself..." Qiao himself found out the reason, although the blow almost burst his heart just now, which is a fatal injury to ordinary people, but because of his actions Players are protected by the rules of the game system. Although they have hit critical hits because of critical attacks, there is still a lot of leeway in blood volume.

So he could only make up for himself by swearing under the dumb gaze of the two frogmen, and this time he directly pierced his throat, and the whole scene was extremely tragic.

"Damn, I can finally die..."

After saying this, Joe died with a very peaceful smile on his face.

For a while, the entire conch house was shrouded in eerie silence.

The players and the frogmen looked at each other.

"Pfft."

Goudan finally couldn't hold back his laughter, but he responded quickly, and immediately pretended to look around the scenery as if nothing had happened, but unfortunately there was nothing to see in the conch room.

Guatu looked at Goudan and thought that this person must owe the dead dry-skinned man a lot of salted fish, otherwise how could he still laugh after his companion died.

Although it also doubted whether the dry-skinned man faked his death to deceive them, Joe did have two large wounds on his chest and throat, which could not be faked, and his heartbeat and breathing disappeared completely. It should be really dead, but Guatu always feels that something is wrong...

"Okay, you have also seen our sincerity."

Seeing that Goudan and the others were struggling to hold back their laughter, Vera was afraid of breaking the gang, so she hurriedly said to the frogman chief elder, "Let's talk about how to cooperate."

"Uh, don't you plan to deal with the bodies of your companions first?" The frogman chief elder asked with some confusion.

However, its implication seems to have agreed to cooperate with the players - after all, Joe has shown so stubbornness, it is afraid that if he hesitates for a moment, he will have to die here and there on the ground. The enemies of the Secret Eye Society have already made the frogmen a little bit overwhelmed. If they go to war with these ruthless creatures who call themselves adventurers and don’t even slash their eyes, I’m afraid their frogmen villages will be destroyed in a few days. genocide the dead...

"Oh, this." Vera also hesitated about what to do with Joe's body.

She can't say that players' corpses will disappear naturally after a valid resurrection time as long as they are left for one day?

"How about you uncover the kelp for us, and we'll drag him out?" Edward immediately suggested.

In fact, it doesn't matter if the frogmen from outside come in and drag the corpse away at this time, but first, Edward intends to test how willing the frogmen are to cooperate, and secondly... Nima can't help but want to laugh.

Guatu glanced at the elder with some hesitation, the latter pondered for a moment, then nodded slowly.

So Guatu picked up Joe's suicide spear, cut the kelp that bound the players' wrists, and loosened them.

Edward and the others also honestly dragged Joe's body out of the conch room under Guatu's surveillance. Only Vera remained in the room to discuss specific cooperation methods with the elder.

The frogmen outside saw that there were Guatu next to the players, but they didn't get into Edward's behavior.

After Guatu returned to the conch room, Edward and Goudan couldn't help laughing.

"Pfft haha, this funny Joe... choked me to death!"

"Don't make trouble, they used their own lives to pave the way for cooperation... Hahaha, sorry, I can't go on, it's so funny..."

The hearty and sandy laughter attracted the attention of the frogs around...