There are many ways to make soone develop a liking for oneself, but without a doubt, interests always produce the most effective results.
"I originally thought that those Eight Desolate Disciples carrying the Robber Flags in their backpacks were just a group of players with a rebellious streak, who would not easily betray their sects to join the Mountain Village for benefits.
I didn’t expect, I didn’t expect..."
Jiang Dali murmured with emotion, "I didn’t expect that this group of guys are all bull-headed, with rebellion grown into horns that could probably pierce the ceiling, and they are willing to betray their sects just to join my Black Wind Village."
When he thought about this, Jiang Dali couldn’t help feeling a burst of pride and arrogance.
The "core attraction" he had always implented towards the players was now becoming stronger due to so actions he took for the benefit of the players.
Like a magnet, drawing more players to join.
And as the players grew stronger in the future, this attractiveness might beco even stronger.
Because Jiang Dali himself was constantly growing stronger and always giving, with the occasional reaping that the players didn’t even notice.
It was almost impossible for the players to beco stronger than him.
Since it was impossible, then who wouldn’t be tempted by a much stronger person willing to offer more opportunities for growth and benefits?
Reflecting on this, Jiang Dali ca to a conclusion—"Don’t think too highly of the players’ integrity; they are a group who would entrust even their very essence to you without hesitation as long as the price is right, and might even beg you to distill it into wine!"
He felt deeply ashad.
In his previous life, he had been a player himself and thought he understood players the best.
Yet only now did he realize that players had no integrity or bottom line.
Perhaps this was also because he himself was a person of very high integrity, so he had thought too highly of other players’ character.
"I, Jiang Dali, was a moral role model among players in my previous life. In this life, as a native NPC, I am the most loving person among NPCs, and no other NPC loves the Abnormal People more than I do."
Jiang Dali evaluated himself, and seeing that there was no movent inside the opposite wooden hut, he browsed through other ssages on the Jianghu Forum.
Then, he saw a post that shocked him.
"One of the leaders of the Black Slaughter Alliance, Yijian Yuan Xiaoyao, led a group of players to besiege Jiumozhi and was slaughtered!"
"What on earth is going on in Yuan Xiaoyao’s head...?"
Jiang Dali, seeing this post, simply didn’t know how to describe Yuan Xiaoyao’s level of idiocy.
Who had given him such courage to lead people to besiege Jiumozhi?
Even though Jiumozhi’s arms had been broken and his Qi-Blood had plumted, he was still a character of the ’Four Extres’ level and was not soone that current players could defeat.
How confident was Yuan Xiaoyao in his own strength to make such a wrong decision?
Jiang Dali clicked on the post to view the battle video.
He found that the video wasn’t entirely a one-sided slaughter.
Jiumozhi’s martial arts expertise was mostly in hand techniques, and his leg techniques were not that refined.
Thus, after his arms were broken, Jiumozhi’s strength indeed decreased significantly.
Still, relying solely on his robust Inner Strength and thods similar to the Esoteric Sect’s Head Strike, he effortlessly killed nurous Black Slaughter Alliance players.
However, ultimately, when Jiumozhi broke through the encirclent, he was still sched against by a well-prepared Yuan Xiaoyao, injured by the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle, and his Qi-Blood dropped.
Yet, this also completely enraged Jiumozhi, who, after breaking out of the encirclent, vowed to seek vengeance.
After watching the entire video, Jiang Dali could only give Yuan Xiaoyao a big thumbs-up.
This person was definitely a high-level ally hiding within the Black Slaughter Alliance.
Thinking of every way to draw formidable opponents to the Black Slaughter Alliance and Power Gang.
Thinking that just with a Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle, he could kill Jiumozhi; who was he underestimating?
His outlandish thinking was unparalleled; with such a genius sitting at the core of the Black Slaughter Alliance, why worry about its downfall?
Below this post, there were also many Black Slaughter Alliance players cursing and complaining.
So players who had died in the battle even directly cursed Yuan Xiaoyao by na and furiously left the alliance.
At this point, the short-term weaknesses of a side force like the Black Slaughter Alliance, risen due to players’ emotions and enthusiasm, had begun to show.
That is the lack of sufficient heritage and cohesion.
Once faced with any setback, or any issue with the leader’s image, it could lead to dissatisfaction among the force’s players, incite debates, and ultimately result in the loss of talent.
In contrast, Black Wind Village, which had developed step-by-step to this day, had undergone countless power struggles, and many players had developed comradery.
And Jiang Dali had always focused on welfare construction and benefit attraction within his power, ensuring his personal image was absolutely among the most formidable of all native NPCs.
Therefore, the player’s mood within the village had always been very good, and there had been very little talent loss to date.
Considering his image, Jiang Dali restrained himself from laughing out loud and exited the Jianghu Forum.
Just then, a hoarse voice suddenly emitted from the wooden hut.
"Xinghe, let that young Shaolin monk co in as well."
Hearing this voice, the lingering Xuan Nan, Duan Yanqing, and others were all startled, their expressions filled with surprise and confusion.
Though they had suspected that the Sect Leader of the Carefree Sect, Wuya Zi, might be inside the hut,
hearing the voice of this martial predecessor still left them extrely astonished and apprehensive.
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