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Chapter 177 He's Impotent

No one said a word.

The levels of the four pets are clearly displayed.

22, 22, 19, 16.

Even the lowest level, level sixteen, wouldn't be considered the worst among this group of casual players.

Murong Jiao withdrew her gaze with satisfaction, flicked her pigtails, and spoke crisply and decisively.

"If there are no objections, then these four spots are ours!"

After saying that, she turned around, beckoned to Mo Fan and the other two, and strode towards the magic circle.

Their steps were light and natural, as if these four seats were born for them.

however--

"no!"

A sudden voice emerged from the crowd.

Murong Jiao suddenly stopped in her tracks.

She didn't turn around immediately, but first tilted her head slightly, her yellow pigtails swaying over her shoulders with the movement. Then, she slowly turned around.

His gaze was unfriendly.

To be precise, it was that look that said, "You'd better give me a reasonable explanation or you'll face the consequences."

"how?"

Murong Jiao's voice was still clear and crisp, but the tone rose slightly at the end, carrying an undeniable sense of pressure.

"You still want to fight me?"

The speaker was a young man of medium build, wearing a gray sports jacket. He had an ordinary face, but his expression was very serious at the moment.

He took a half step back under Murong Jiao's gaze, but gritted his teeth and forced himself to speak.

"I'm not saying you can't do it."

He raised his hand and pointed in a direction behind Murong Jiao.

"—I mean he's no good."

The direction the finger was pointing was Fang Xu.

Fang Xu was taken aback.

"I?"

He subconsciously pointed to his nose, looking completely bewildered.

The young man nodded, his gaze falling on Hai Shanxing at Fang Xu's feet, or more precisely, on the number "16" above Hai Shanxing's head.

"Yes, it's you."

He tried to keep his tone calm, but you could hear the resentment beneath.

"Your pet is only level sixteen, what right do you have to go in?"

This statement is like a pebble thrown into a calm pond.

Ripples spread outwards in layers.

“Yeah!” another person chimed in, their voice tinged with long-suppressed resentment. “A level 16 Sea Flash Star, the same level as my pet! Why can he get in, but I can’t?”

"Exactly! We agreed to compare levels, and he's only level sixteen. There are plenty of people here who are higher level than him!"

"Those two sisters are level 22, no problem. The other guy is level 19, which is also acceptable. But what about this level 16 guy?"

"Every spot taken is one less available, and this is a chance to get into the special area!"

A barrage of doubts surged forth like a tidal wave, each wave higher than the last.

Fang Xu stood there, the bewilderment on his face gradually fading, replaced by an embarrassed blush.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know where to begin.

Level 16.

This number is indeed quite high among that group of casual investors, but the problem is—

Among those who can enter the magic circle, the number "16" stands out conspicuously.

"Boss, I..."

Fang Xu's voice was a little weak, and he had only managed to utter half a sentence when Murong Jiao interrupted him.

"how?"

Murong Jiao stepped forward, turned to face the crowd, put her hands on her hips, and raised her eyebrows.

Those beautiful eyes were now filled with the words "protecting one's own."

"He's in my squad! I'm his boss! I'm taking him in—what can you do about it!"

The voice was crisp and firm, as if stating an unalterable fact.

Chapter 178 Eating Dragon Fruit

However, this time, even when faced with the powerful Murong Jiao, the crowd's voices were not easily silenced.

The number of spots is extremely limited.

Each spot to enter the special zone represents a potentially life-changing opportunity. Faced with such a stake, even if Murong Jiao were incredibly powerful, she couldn't possibly silence everyone willingly.

The young man in the gray coat took a deep breath and mustered all his courage.

"You're strong...that's your skill, we admire you."

His voice trembled slightly, but he still persisted in speaking each word clearly.

"But—your strength doesn't mean he's strong."

"If you want to bring him in, that's within your team's structure. But if we follow this logic—"

He paused, then suddenly turned his head to look at the towering figure inside the magic circle, a figure as large as a small mountain.

"--Then why don't we just pledge allegiance to Lord Niu and let him lead us into the magic circle?"

This statement came out.

The entire room fell silent for a moment, then—

"Makes sense!"

"Exactly! If you can lead people under the guise of a 'team,' then we can just form a team and find a powerful player to team up with, right?"

"Yeah! If Song Chen had been even a little smarter, he would have just grabbed eleven random guys on the spot to be his underlings and said he'd take them in. What would we have been fighting for then?"

"Even a cow can do that! Isn't that breaking the rules?"

More and more people have joined the condemnation.

This time, what they said actually made sense.

Murong Jiao's words sounded perfectly reasonable—Fang Xu was a member of her team, and she was going to take him in.

But upon closer examination, the logical flaws here are obvious.

If the rule that "the team leader has the right to bring team members in" holds true, then Song Chen only needed to recruit eleven people on the spot, claiming that they were temporary members of the Law Society, to openly fill all the spots.

The same applies to bull madness.

Any powerful person can use this method to stuff people in without limit.

The so-called "quota allocation based on rank" has become a complete dead letter.

The reason why rules can be accepted by everyone is precisely because they treat everyone equally.

Once there are exceptions, the rules cease to exist.

Murong Jiao's expression immediately darkened.

"you..."

She was so angry that her eyes widened, her chest heaved violently, and her pigtails moved on their own even without wind.

What these people said did make sense, and she couldn't refute it. But reason is reason, and Fang Xu was her man—she couldn't just abandon her own man like that.

A surge of anger welled up inside her, and Murong Jiao instinctively raised her hand, ready to be commanded by the electric arcs to fight.

If reasoning doesn't work, then—

However, a hand gently pressed down on her wrist.

Murong Sha.

With her blue ponytail cascading down her shoulder, Murong Sha's expression remained calm, her tone gentle yet carrying an undeniable weight.

"Sis, don't be impulsive."

"you--"

Murong Jiao turned to look at her younger sister, her face full of resentment.

Murong Sha shook her head slightly, her tone remaining calm.

"It's inappropriate to provoke public anger and cause conflict here."

She spoke briefly, but her meaning was clear enough.

There were forty or fifty people, including many players at levels sixteen or seventeen. Murong Jiao was indeed a formidable fighter, but if this incited public anger and escalated into a chaotic battle—regardless of whether she could win, the pointless losses alone would outweigh the gains.

Moreover, their goal is to enter a special area to obtain resources, not to fight a bunch of random people here.

Murong Jiao bit her lower lip, her knuckles turning white from clenching her fists.

After a while, she lowered her raised hand, but the expression on her pretty face was still full of resentment.

"What about Fang Xu?"