Wu Ming narrowed his eyes as he looked up at the man's flushed face, which was now completely breathless. He looked at the moment when the man was about to lose consciousness and let go.
With a loud thud, the man fell to the ground.
"Uhhh!" The man spat out the last remaining air in his lungs as a scream. Then, he greedily inhaled oxygen, making a series of whooshing sounds. Wu Ming looked down at him silently. Then, she reached for his throat again.
"Come on, let's continue to hurt each other…"
"Please, please wait!" The orc, who had experienced the fear of lack of oxygen, endured the pain and rolled away from Wu Ming's hand.
"She really is a spawn of our Sovereign. It's just…it's just that we're planning to rob her of her money.”
In this maze city, the feelings between people were the most complicated. They could live and die together, or they could be indifferent.
Of course, the premise of sharing life and death with him was that one's ability was not inferior to his, or at least would not drag him down. This thought seemed cruel and realistic, but adventurers were a precarious profession. No one would care about how others viewed themselves. The most important thing was to be able to keep their lives. Those who could not fight side by side with themselves and help each other were burdens that did not deserve sympathy.
Perhaps they were snobbish, or perhaps they wanted to use this method to motivate the newcomers. However, no matter what the situation was, the truth was obvious. Only with strength would one have power. As for the weak, they were the ones being exploited.
The strong preyed on the weak. This was the law of this world.
This world was like this. Outside of common sense, the strong were respected.
As long as you didn't go against the rules, the one with the strongest fist would be the boss.
The Support class was even more tragic. Adventurers treated it as a convenient person to carry their luggage, acting as their obedient servant. Even when she was being used and abused, she still smiled like a doll and remained expressionless. Otherwise, they wouldn't even be able to earn money.
There were so many ways to make money in this world. If one chose to join a God's minion, would it be for wealth and reputation, or to satisfy their desires, or to be charmed by the unknown? No matter what the reason was, since one had chosen this path, one had to bear the corresponding risks.
No matter what happened, he had no right to resent her.
Although Wu Ming knew the rules of survival in this world, he still wanted to say," Wow! This world was truly dangerous.
However, Wu Ming didn't care. This was a world where strength spoke. I, Wu Ming, would prove my ability to everyone. One day, when I stood at the peak, you people would have to bow down to me. At that time, the whole world would shout the same name,'Wu Ming Krone'.……However, to be called by the world at the same time, what kind of punishment game was this? Was it a public punishment?
It seemed that he was still affected by the rules of survival in this world. His original idea of living in seclusion in the mountains and living a carefree life had unknowingly changed. However, it did not matter. As long as it was within his control, it was fine. Men should be a little ambitious and a little domineering. Otherwise, others would think that they were easy to bully. For example, the first batch of people he met.
When he reached the peak of the world, he would be able to say,'This world is too boring. There's nothing that interests me anymore.' Then, he could be a fat otaku openly, and no one would disturb him. Delighted ~~
There was a good saying: " Reading is to be able to talk to idiots calmly, while working out is to let idiots talk to you calmly." Most of the adventurers here were lawless and could not reason with them. They could only scold them until they talked to them calmly.
Speaking of which, Palum was being exploited by his own kin?……This setting had an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.
"What kind of clan are you?"
"Su, Su Mo's family."
"Su Mo's family? Then that child…eh?" I looked around and saw that the Parum girl had disappeared without a trace.
'Although I care a little…' But what is this? Not even a thank you? Were all the little girls nowadays so unique?
He was a good guy after all, so Wu Ming only laughed at himself.
Speaking of which, in the original novel, it was mentioned that Su Mo's family seemed to be a family that made wine, but the wine they sold outside was said to be a failure.
God Su Mo had established a clan for his own interest, brewing wine. However, the spawns had never earned much money. His interest was very expensive, and he would not be able to maintain it like this. That fellow racked his brains and finally decided to give everyone a 'prize'. It was the motivation to make the members work harder.
The prize was the completed product. It was different from the failed products sold in the outside world. As soon as the failed products were on the market, they would be madly snapped up, even if they were sold at a very high price.
The drunkenness of the finished product was not the kind of drunkenness that came from becoming drunk. It was the drunkenness from the bottom of one's heart from a glass of wine. This was called ecstasy. It wasn't the human heart that he controlled, but the body and mind.
The core of Su Mo's family's faith was not God, but the divine wine.
In other words, contrary to Su Mo's evaluation, the reason why there were so many spawns was because they were attracted to the divine wine he had created. Just a sip of it could give people an irreplaceable sense of euphoria, and the believers indulged in the wine of God.
The members who had tasted the divine wine once became desperate to get money at all costs. Although it was a prize, it was impossible to give it to everyone in the spawns. They had set a target amount of funds for the transfer, and those with good results would receive the divine wine. It was the internal competition of the spawns.
Wu Ming remembered that as long as he could exceed the target amount, he could get a small share? It should be like this.
The people of Su Mo's family were not obsessed with money, but with divine wine.
However, this addiction was not like some dangerous drugs, which made people's minds blank or crazy. He would only be touched. It would intimidate them. He would want another bite. However, drunkenness would eventually wake up. It was just like ordinary wine.
It was different from drugs because there were no symptoms of drug addiction. The symptoms of addiction were not serious. It felt like grinding the Abyss and listening to Giligilieye.
The infatuation of the believers was only a temporary state. It would have disappeared after a while. However, in the Sumo Family, the intervals between drinks were too short, which was why people could never escape.
In conclusion, God Su Mo's crude management of his minions, the magic power of the divine wine, and the hunger of the members for wine, all of which were ingeniously combined to form this crazy minion.
Because they were only interested in wine or money, they were no different from other adventurers who dreamed of getting rich overnight. Yes, they were only worth being afraid of when they would do anything to achieve their goals.
'Although I can't say it as a bystander, this minion is really terrible.'
"Ah, I almost forgot. If I let you go like this, I'll suffer a huge loss.”
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