I Don't Agree to the Terms
Chapter 572 - 312: This letter is very characteristic; stir-frying it brings out an exceptional flavor!

Chapter 572: Chapter 312: This letter is very characteristic; stir-frying it brings out an exceptional flavor!

The suppression of the Holy God Sect had sparked quite the heated debate among the player and adventurer community, at least the popularity of Gu Shanhai’s Five Elements Sect residence had decreased significantly.

Gu Shanhai also learned the reason. For adventurers, this was a bigger opportunity, but for players, it was a major instance activity with generous rewards.

So, the usual activities had come to a halt, which quieted down the usual hustle and bustle.

But it wasn’t like everyone had gone off to join in the excitement. Quite a few members of the group formed by Rein stayed behind, mainly because they had signed a Divine Contract. They could leave if they wanted, but they would have to pay a penalty for breaching the contract. Did they really think this was a peaceful, modern world where they could come and go to work as they pleased and just resign if they didn’t feel like working?

It wasn’t so easy. With a Divine Contract signed, one had either to meet the targets or pay the breach penalty. As the lowest rank, they basically had no power to resist.

Rein and his group weren’t too interested in this affair either. They preferred focusing on venturing into new territories to enhance their strength.

They were different from the adventurers. Rein’s group had enough resources from grinding and gold farming to meet their needs, and with the support of Dusk Saint Gu Shanhai, they really didn’t need to get involved in this matter to gain a wealth of resources.

"Nineteen thousand eight hundred people, only seven thousand three hundred left." Gu Shanhai had a twitch in the corner of his eye when he saw the reduction in the number of Divine Contracts.

True, the Holy God Sect was a large force, but in front of the many Saint Cities, they were akin to ants and couldn’t really cause much of a stir.

The remaining seven thousand three hundred people could probably hold on for at most another month or two. After all, in just one month, twelve thousand followers had been dealt with. They couldn’t last much longer.

Of course, in that month, Gu Shanhai had also sold five Big Ivans, naturally to the people of the Holy God Sect who had been driven into a corner and had no choice but to resist.

But this time, they wanted to buy on credit and were unsuccessful. Gu Shanhai had extorted a pretty sum from them. It was a seller’s market now, so Gu Shanhai’s stance was clear: if you want to buy, buy; if not, get lost.

The first time, they indeed refused to buy with a determined stance.

But by the afternoon, they had come skulking back to pay up, and Gu Shanhai took the opportunity to raise the price by fifty percent.

They brought through their teeth, and to be honest, Gu Shanhai felt he could have pressed them even more.

After they had made their purchase, Gu Shanhai had Rein immediately make a report in a counter move. He profited from both selling and reporting, even scooping up some extra loot from Holy White City.

He was just a small-time trader. Reporting a terrorist possessing a weapon of mass destruction was a very normal thing, even if the weapon came from him. Everyone has a responsibility to maintain world peace, and if he happened to collect a reward, it was just incidental and not out of greed for such petty gains.

The Holy God Sect must still have some assets left. Gu Shanhai was thinking about how he could extort everything from them at the end; otherwise, it would be a waste to leave it untouched.

If the sect didn’t have any assets left, there was no way that seven thousand three hundred people would still be alive – they’d have all been killed already.

The rulers of the Saint Cities were far from benevolent. When the Holy Saint had come to him, if Gu Shanhai wasn’t a Saint himself, they would never have shown such an attitude and would have killed him without batting an eyelid.

So, strength was the key. They had no strength and were beaten to a sorry state, plus they were extorted by Gu Shanhai.

"Have the Holy Saint cooperate and play along. After all, they want to vent their anger, they care about face, but I’m different. I don’t care for face, I’m after the inner value." Gu Shanhai thought it could be done. After all, it was just about pressuring them; it wasn’t about showing mercy.

As for the final fate of the Big Ivans – whether they ended up in someone’s hands or exploded, Gu Shanhai didn’t bother to investigate. Once sold, whether they were used or lost, it had nothing to do with Gu Shanhai. No one goes to a phone shop asking for an explanation after losing a new phone they bought.

"Teacher, I’ve gathered the information you wanted," said Rein, carrying a pile of parchments over and placing them directly on the cash register.

"So much?" Gu Shanhai was somewhat surprised.

Gu Shanhai had commissioned Rein to have players and adventurers investigate why the Holy God Sect wanted to bomb Holy White City, and in one month’s time, they had collected all this.

"Yes, just these, but I estimate they won’t be of much use."

"I’ll retract the commission rewards in a couple of days. I’ve realized they aren’t very helpful."

Rein was quite sincere in his words. In fact, most of the information wasn’t of much value.

"Is that so? Well, retract it then." Gu Shanhai was indifferent to the matter, knowing that intelligence information was time-sensitive; once outdated, it had no value. Moreover, most adventurers and players had been plunged into the punitive expedition against the Holy God Sect, so they naturally didn’t have much time for such tasks.

Even if they did take on tasks, the quality wasn’t great. After all, it was about where to go and how many to kill. Compared to the rewards offered by the Saint City, the bounty from Rein’s side naturally wasn’t as high – hence, interrogations or investigations seemed a bit like a waste of time.

Gu Shanhai flipped through the intelligence. Most of it was useless chatter or petty issues, completely worthless.

Only a minor portion of the intelligence was somewhat useful and not much more.

"Collecting bones?" Among them, Gu Shanhai discovered a common thread: many adventurers and players mentioned that the Holy God Sect seemed to be collecting the bones of the deceased.