Lu Ce said while scanning Pleasure from head to toe.
"With your level of understanding of the Ga and your developnt of its playability, how did you even beco Pleasure?"
Pleasure: ......
[This proposal was put forward by Death over there.]
"Oh? So you just agreed? Didn't you voice any of your own opinions?"
Both Pleasure and Death were a bit speechless, not knowing what this guy in front of them was trying to do, but Lust didn't give them much ti to think either.
Lu Ce turned his head to look at Death and said:
"Also? Is that all? Are you two the only ones who want to face ?"
"Your so-called backroom discussions amounted to just this little? That's terribly inefficient. And what was up with that War guy earlier?"
...
This question was difficult to answer, and no one wanted to answer it. The specific discussions among the gods were quite complex.
Several gods had expressed their desire to take action themselves—at least four of them—and they had deliberated for a long ti.
On top of that, they had to ensure the rules wouldn't allow another ambiguous failure like the one with Knowledge last ti.
They actually already felt the Arbitrator was sowhat problematic, but so far, no one had considered the possibility of the Arbitrator "betraying" them.
They had only wondered if He might be influenced or deceived, especially since that Agony guy kept calling him brother.
But in any case...
[The specifics are rather complex, but that's our business.]
[The final result is as stated earlier; nothing else affects this Ga.]
As He spoke, He seed to suddenly rember sothing and looked at the Arbitrator beside Him, saying:
[Oh, let confirm sothing. Once the Ga starts, you must ensure that no other gods interfere with this Ga.]
He always felt there were still so hidden dangers in the conversation between Sin and War.
The Arbitrator imdiately froze, thinking to himself, *Well, I'd need to have that ability first.*
Alright, although He did indeed possess that ability to so extent, those were still gods. If they were determined to interfere, His own power didn't seem to be at a level that could completely suppress them.
So He could only say, "I will do my best."
[Do your best?] Death sounded dissatisfied. [Is that the kind of ambiguous statent you should be making? Don't hold back. These are the established rules. If necessary, you must act.]
"Alright."
From the top spectator seats encircling the entire arena, waves of gasps and exclamations were now rising.
"Ga rules? The gods still have to discuss them with Sin?"
"No way! I've participated in Gas before too! How co I never knew Gas could be negotiated like this!"
"That's because you're not the Strongest Player!"
The clamorous noise rose in wave after wave, causing Pleasure and the other gods to frown slightly.
These spectators weren't players participating in the Ga. Although they had co here, they still considered themselves outsiders.
Furthermore, Sin was truly legendary. His repeated miracles had, to so extent, stripped away that invincible aura surrounding the "gods."
Therefore, in their speech, the crowd showed little respect for Them.
The establishnt of this spectator stand naturally served a purpose, but this situation was making Them quite displeased.
[How noisy...]
On the other side, having roughly understood everything, Lu Ce furrowed his brow and asked:
"So, you're saying your Ga rules have already been designed through this kind of backroom dealing, is that it?"
[Don't put it so harshly. The Ga is our Ga to begin with. What do you an by backroom dealing?]
[And actually, the specific rules haven't been finalized yet.]
[But as I said, you can propose so conditions favorable to you.]
"What do you an, the rules aren't finalized yet?" Lu Ce was very sharp on this point.
"Oh, it's like this..." The Arbitrator helplessly stepped forward, once again taking on the role of explainer.
The specific situation was this: although all the gods' Gas were set by Themselves, before a Ga began, they would all be adjusted by the Arbitrator.
This was to ensure fairness and playability, allowing the corresponding players a theoretical possibility of winning.
Therefore, since Their Gas this ti were to be conducted together, They had all roughly conveyed Their Ga concepts to the Arbitrator, letting Him coordinate to avoid rule conflicts.
"Oh, so you an it's not finished yet, and you basically have the final say, right!?"
Hearing Lu Ce's words, the Arbitrator imdiately knew what he ant and hurriedly explained:
"It's not that I have the final say! This is just my ability—to automatically adjust the fairness of Ga rules. I don't design the Gas myself!"
To Lu Ce's ears, these words were pure white noise. He waved his hand dismissively, showing no care at all, and said:
"Since that's the case, it's simple. No need to talk about conditions; fairness is fine."
"I demand the addition of so extra rule standards. During the Ga, you readjust things."
Before Death could speak, Pleasure over there got excited, saying with great interest:
[Oh? Really? Tell us your plan then.]
[Didn't you say I lacked originality? Then let's hear yours?]
The Lust-version of Lu Ce was equally unceremonious. "First demand: don't make two separate Gas!"
"Since everyone is already here, just take the rules and modes they requested, mash them together, and blend them into one single Ga."
Hearing this, Xie Antong sharply turned her head, wanting to speak:
"Don't..."
Lu Ce raised his hand to stop her, not letting her continue.
In her eyes, Lu Ce was clearly trying to save her!
Earlier, when Pleasure ntioned that grand final performance, Lu Ce probably also thought she had little chance of winning, so he was directly teaming up with her!
The problem was... Death was equally difficult to deal with. The situation was already like walking on thin ice. How could he afford to be distracted at a ti like this?
anwhile, Pleasure happily applauded.
[Excellent idea. I approve.]
"Second, I demand that in the upcoming Ga, neither side can win relying solely on one participant!"
After this demand was voiced, everyone frowned.
This demand... was very strange!
The Arbitrator looked at him confusedly and asked hesitantly:
"Could you... explain what you an by that statent?"
"No need to explain! Just figure it out, brother." Lu Ce waved his hand grandly. "No need to give special treatnt. Just be fair!"
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