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Chapter 1127 - Chapter 1127 Chapter 691 Scamming Experience Seminar

Chapter 1127: Chapter 691: Scamming Experience Seminar Chapter 1127: Chapter 691: Scamming Experience Seminar The Wandering God League was a loose alliance formed by Ancient Gods who wanted to escape the Chaos Plane, where each Ancient God desired to flee the Chaos Plane to avoid quivering under the oppressive power of the Primordial Gods and the Undead Ruler.

But where could they go to sustain themselves after escaping the Chaos Plane?

For Ancient Gods, losing the Chaos Mist was akin to humans losing their food supply, forced to subsist on bare clay and grass roots, which would not only prevent them from growing stronger but also cause them to continuously weaken until death.

These were all struggling gods desperate for survival; where would any sentiments of friendship or love come from? Pretending to redeem Drosa was merely a test, trying to figure out who could have possibly captured Drosa?

Unexpectedly, while he was testing others, others were testing him too, and even Drosa was in league with the other party. The news he revealed made his legs go weak, “What!? You have a way to preserve power and leave the Chaos Plane? What way?”

“Pah, I won’t tell you, and to think they even had me killed? I’m furious; you could have earned my friendship. I’m now outside the Chaos Plane, my energy is full, my power as before, I eat well and drink well, I originally wanted to tell you, but now I won’t…” Drosa ranted furiously before it seemed like someone covered his mouth and dragged him away, reverting to his original voice.

The original voice, slightly embarrassed, said, “Drosa was too agitated. He found a way to preserve his power and leave the Chaos Plane, and he wanted to reveal it to you for free, but it seems you’ve hurt his feelings…”

“Oh oh oh, no, please apologize to him on my behalf; all that was just a facade. I just wanted you to lower your guard so I could devise a strategy to redeem him. If I seemed too concerned about him, it would only make you whip him even more; it was all strategy, strategy.” Dimali hurriedly explained.

After a moment of silence, the voice on the other end finally spoke, “Were you previously a Godman?”

“Godman? Are you referring to the profession that, under the guise of a god, goes around poking people like a stick, causing trouble and deception? How could that be, I am a god, I would only go personally…” Dimali quickly covered his own mouth.

Another silence followed, and both sides burst into laughter spontaneously, with Dimali feeling like he had met his match.

“Since we both understand each other, the free method is no longer available, how about a paid method? Would you want that?” The voice on the other side changed the topic.

“Want it, I want any method that allows preserving power to leave the Chaos Plane, as long as the price is right. How much Chaos Black Crystal do you need?” Dimali inquired.

“Chaos Black Crystal, hmm, everyone has that. Dimali, you don’t have it here, Dinuli might have it. Drosa has given us all the contact Imprints of your Wandering God League. So, do you have something exclusive to you that others don’t?” The voice on the other side said.

Click, damn Drosa, thought he would only contact me. Trouble now.

“Well said, just let me know what you need? If I don’t have it, I could still get it from others for you. Why contact them yourself when I can do it more conveniently here? But what is your method? Can you reveal a bit?” Dimali spoke.

“Dimali, you are amazing. I don’t know what specialties are in the Chaos Plane, but I heard some Primordial Gods are particularly powerful. If you can get me a tooth from the Abyssal Big Mouth, a hole from the Hole Bug, huh? Can’t get those? What about a feather from the Dark Wing, the rays from the Light of Creation? Those aren’t available either? Then do you know any other Ancient Gods? What can you get?”

After some haggling, both parties were satisfied and disconnected the communication.

Coming to their senses, the messenger of the Black Smoke Ring, and the strategists, Anthony and silver coin exchanged glances, smiling satisfactorily.

Negris was already tired of figuring out their tricks and directly asked, “What all did you talk about? What did you gain?”

Anthony explained, “No gains yet, but the other party might be caught in our trap soon, as long as we proceed with our arrangements, we should at least get what we were aiming for.”

Negris nodded; that was the bare minimum; why else would they gather together, even summoning silver coin, just to play with Dimali? Wishful thinking.

The most fundamental reason was to obtain information about the Dark Wing, the Light of Creation, and the crafting details of the Twins, to better tailor their arrangements. But fishing for information should not be target-less. Direct fishing doesn’t yield much and has to prevent the adversary from misleading with false information.

Using more significant collaborations or transactions to obtain ancillary insights often held higher credibility since there was a bigger scheme in play, and the other side wouldn’t invent falsities over trivial aspects, instead aiming to gain trust by actively providing more reliable information.

This type of indirect contact made such details very necessary.

Negris addressed the Black Smoke Ring, “Then why did you mimic Anthony’s voice?”

The Black Smoke Ring replied, “Don’t you think this voice sounds steady and harmonious, instantly invoking trust?”

“Ah? Really? Why do I feel like he’s just scheming against me whenever I hear it?” Negris said, surprised.

Anthony, rather displeased, said, “Lord Nage, that’s a prejudice. I am amiable, mature, respectful, and how could I possibly scheme against anyone?”

Negris rolled his eyes.

In essence, Dimali was an Ancient God with a history of scheming, not as naive as Drosa, but against godmen like Anthony, cunning merchants like silver coin, and demons like the Black Smoke Ring, he fell short, merely playing into their hands with a few simple tricks.

“That’s wrong, if he is not that naive, why choose him? Weren’t there a few less shrewd fellows before?” Negris inquired.

“No no no, these are the easiest to bait. On the contrary, individuals like you, Lord Nage, are the hardest to deceive, because the less astute have particularly strong suspicions, and if they are confused about something, they simply won’t bite, making them difficult to fish,” Anthony said.

Negris’s tail barely lifted before he realized Anthony was calling him not very astute and even used honorifics?

Silver coin strongly agreed, “Only those slightly astute but believing themselves to be extremely cunning are the easiest to bait. If the bait is right, he will come to it himself, finding a hundred reasons to justify his actions. Even if he takes a loss, he won’t see himself as having been schemed against, but rather, too greedy to stop in time. The next time we target him, he will still take the bait.”

Anthony deeply related, and the conversation quickly turned into a discussion on experiences of deceiving people.

Two days later, the communication resumed, with Dimali’s voice coming from the other end, “Those items you mentioned are too hard to get, I only got a bit of the Light of Creation. Oh, also, the core of the Tree of Ten Thousand Realms, would you be interested?”