Survival at Sea: I Became Number One by Growing Mushrooms

Xu Jiawei's mood sank. It seemed that her current professional standing was not enough to dispel their prejudices, and the plan they had discussed was probably going to fall through.

Of course, many people also showed friendly smiles. Many of these people were from the major professional associations. They had more contact with the players and were more friendly to them.

Xu Jiawei also saw several familiar figures, the "Tang Monk" team that she used to lead in the Pharmacist Association.

They all reached out to greet him, and judging from their lip movements, it seemed to be saying, "Captain, don't worry, we all support you."

Xu Jiawei smiled. Although her team members were a bit weaker, their loyalty was unquestionable. At this moment, Bai Yu also came over and whispered in Xu Jiawei's ear, "The people from the Forging Association told me that they also support us. It seems that we are not completely alone."

Si Yunming nodded. The people from the Magic Swordsman Association had just informed him, and the entire association was on their side.

As for who their enemy is, we'll have to wait and see.

Soon, an elderly man with white hair and beard, and a face full of wrinkles, walked over shakily, leaning on a magician's staff.

His ornate attire and calculating gaze somehow overshadowed the mystique unique to magicians.

Xu Jiawei immediately looked at the badge on the old man's chest, nine stars. This man, like her, was a level nine mage.

"So you're Mo Feng's apprentice? I never expected a frail outsider to become a level nine mage." A hint of disdain flashed across the old man's eyes.

"Not bad, he can still be useful, but he's a bit weak. He can still be cannon fodder." These words made the people behind Xu Jiawei's eyes turn red, and they couldn't wait to rush up and beat this arrogant guy up.

It seemed this person was here to intimidate her. Xu Jiawei replied in a neither humble nor arrogant tone, "Then you needn't worry about that. How we players behave is our business."

"Do you still want to resist?" The old man sneered, his aura reaching its maximum. Xu Jiawei remained calm and composed, looking back. Judging from the pressure he had just exerted, this old man was at least level 89, and his aura was even comparable to Teacher Mo Feng.

This person's strength is no less than Mo Feng's, but Xu Jiawei is not afraid.

But are they going to start fighting right after meeting without even discussing it?

"Stop, old man Jane, what do you think you're doing? This is our guest, and we won't tolerate your insolence." Seeing that things were getting out of hand, the president of the Magic Association immediately came over and reprimanded him sternly.

Old Man Jian merely chuckled twice, showing no restraint, and said provocatively, "I just wanted to teach a little brat who doesn't know her place a lesson. What, President, are you reluctant to let her go? Don't forget whose side you're on."

"Besides, I'm not a member of the association anymore, so you have no right to interfere with me."

The president of the Magic Association remained unfazed, stepping in front of Xu Jiawei: "This is someone I'm protecting. Do you intend to go against the Magic Association?"

Old Man Jian merely snorted coldly, "I'll let you off this time, but with your strength, you think you can negotiate? You're dreaming. I'll let you be happy for a little while longer." He wouldn't shed a tear until he saw the coffin; Old Man Jian smiled coldly, then turned and left.

"Are you all alright?" the president asked, turning around.

Xu Jiawei shook her head, and Mo Feng, who had been silently hiding in the crowd, finally spoke up: "You've seen for yourself how difficult it is to change their prejudices. Have you come up with a plan?"

Mo Feng's decision not to make a move was also to allow Xu Jiawei to get used to it in advance. He had been hiding in the corner the whole time, managing to suppress the urge to flatten that old jerk.

Xu Jiawei said earnestly, "I understand, but I won't give up."

Soon all the members were seated, and the meeting officially began. The players were arranged in the most secluded corner. Xu Jiawei glanced back and saw that everyone's faces were suppressing their anger. This was only because the leader had repeatedly told them to be patient and not to lose their temper.

He didn't even dare to speak now, because walls have ears. Even the usually arrogant leader of the United States was ashen-faced. This was the first time he had been treated like this, how could he not be angry?

"The meeting begins. Do you have any proposals regarding the campaign against the Dark God?" asked the royal member sitting at the front. This person was both a royal prince and a level nine mage, so he naturally looked down on these players. Although the purpose was to have the players cooperate, he didn't mention it to them at all.

Old Man Jian was the first to stand up, and said with ill intent, "I suggest that those players lead the charge to find out the enemy's strength."

"I agree. They're so weak anyway, this is all they can contribute," another person chimed in.

"Alright, let's decide by voting," said the leading royal prince. "Those who agree, raise your hands."

The people in the front seats all raised their hands in a flash, except for the association members sitting in the middle and back. But compared to the number of people in front, their number seemed pitiful.

The royal prince glanced disdainfully at the players. "I hereby declare this proposal passed. The players..."

"Wait a minute, you've already agreed to do things without even asking our opinion," Xu Jiawei asked, standing up.

"Furthermore, we haven't even agreed to cooperate with you yet, and you're already deciding our fate?"

The arrogant royal prince scoffed, "Hmph, do your opinions matter? You don't even have a single level 80 player, and you dare to offer opinions?"

"Didn't you invite us here to discuss cooperation? Are you nobles now trying to go back on your word?" A diplomat spoke up immediately at his superior's prompting.

She was still a little nervous, but for the sake of the players, they had to step up at this moment.

"Fine, then I'll give you this chance to see what sincerity you can offer in cooperating with us." The royal prince snorted and sat down, his noble dignity naturally preventing him from gaining a reputation for being fickle.

"Your sincerity is not enough to warrant our cooperation." Xu Jiawei sneered. Cooperating with these kinds of people might just lead to them stabbing us in the back.

And who is this arrogant attitude for? If you're so capable, why don't you go and deal with the Dark God yourself? Now you don't want to deal with the Dark God yourself, so you ask players to cooperate but you still have a disdainful attitude. You really want both.

Upon hearing Xu Jiawei's words, the people behind her stood up without hesitation and chose to leave.

Everything that is happening now has given them a deeper understanding of the shared destiny of players.

They also trusted Xu Jiawei's judgment, not only because she was the strongest, but also because with her there, humanity would have a pillar of support. Whether in terms of connections or ability, Xu Jiawei was perfectly capable of being the leader.

Finally, an older woman spoke up, "I'm sorry, ma'am, some of us haven't come to terms with reality yet, but we are genuinely sincere in our desire to cooperate with you."

"I don't see any sincerity from you." Xu Jiawei remained unmoved.