After Zong Jiu said this, the suite fell into a long silence.
Just as he said, he chose to help Class 9 only because of the promise he made.
As for the reason why he took revenge for Class 99 and 15, it was more because Zong Jiu felt that he didn't fulfill his promise and was angry.
Even when he helped, he didn't have any ulterior motives. He just helped because he was in a good mood. The difference was that he and the devil had different ways of finding entertainment. This kind of compassion, instead of being moved by the suffering itself, he just felt that the suffering was unnecessary.
As for the other joys and sorrows, it was like he was born with a barrier between him and the world. He couldn't understand it, so how could he empathize with it?
The black-haired man was stunned for a moment, and his usually cold face relaxed a little.
"Sometimes, the difference between good and evil isn't that obvious. The process isn't important, as long as the result is good, then you're a good person. "
Zong Jiu, who had just shown his cold side, didn't know how to respond to this.
After so many years of transmigration, Zhuge An was the first person to give him the good guy card. Moreover, this guy was usually very smart, which made the good guy card even more valuable.
The white-haired man was silent for a moment, and his tone was slightly unnoticeable. "… Whatever you say."
Zhuge An looked at him, and a rare emotion arose in his heart. He didn't know how to express it.
If he had to say something, it would be more like compassion.
Emotions weren't all bad, but if a person couldn't even understand emotions, then it would be too pitiful.
This was because he would have a hard time understanding friendship, family, and even love. He wouldn't be able to return the love of his family, and he wouldn't even shed a tear at a funeral. He would be lonely, because he wouldn't have friends, and definitely wouldn't have love. The joys and sorrows of the mortal world had nothing to do with him, and he would be like a wandering ghost.
Zhuge An wasn't sure if No. 1 was like the Magician, who had a natural barrier to emotions. But it was undeniable that, from his logic, it wasn't strange for such a person to do anything. After all, to them, everything in the world had lost its color, and they could only find their own interests.
For a demon, his interest was to take pleasure in the suffering of others.
Then to the magician --
Thinking of this, Zhuge An suddenly understood.
He remembered what Zong Jiu had said in the first dungeon.
He was a great magician who had once been crippled and could no longer hold cards. He had comprehended the despair of the world.
If he wanted to do evil, he should have broken free from the chains and become an existence like a demon when his fate fell to the bottom of the valley.
But Zong Jiu did not.
This not only confirmed Zhuge An's conjecture that "Zong Jiu put the chains on himself", but it also made him understand the meaning behind it.
Thinking of this, Zhuge An closed his eyes and sighed.
As expected of the savior deduced by the Taiji Eight Trigrams.
What could be more likely to become an enemy than two people who were clearly similar but had completely opposite paths?
Perhaps they would be attracted to each other because of their natures, but in the end, they would only meet with weapons.
There was no need to probe at all.
Zhuge thought to himself that he shouldn't have doubted this point.
The room was silent for a long time, only the sound of the young man sipping his soy milk could be heard.
The fire was still crackling in the fireplace, the flames flickering and flickering.
"He invited you?"
Zong Jiu answered indifferently. "Yes."
One of the comforting things about talking to smart people was that there was no need to explain everything clearly, because they could guess the direction and result of the conversation.
For example, Zhuge An directly knew that the demon was still waiting for the magician's reply, and what would happen if Zong Jiu rejected the demon.
"If you reject him, then you will be a real enemy."
Zhuge An said indifferently. "His goal is to control all the S-class. You will be promoted to S-class sooner or later. Conflicts and disagreements between the two of you are inevitable. You should be aware of this."
"That's right."
The white-haired young man nodded and put the cup back on the table. "The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Congratulations. Although I don't plan to board your pirate ship, at least we have the same goal at this stage."
"I guess Mr. Zhuge isn't here to catch up with me."
Zong Jiu smiled. "I have shown you my sincerity. If you don't want to prove yourself, then please leave."
"There's no hurry."
Zhuge An swept his clothes and sat back on the sofa, looking as if he had finally decided to have a long talk with him.
"To be honest, I have a plan."
Zong Jiu: "…?"
Was this the time of the strategist's plan?
.....
Zhuge An and Zong Jiu talked for a long time, from dawn to dusk.
Of course, Zong Jiu was still skeptical of Zhuge An's attitude. This was because he was still thinking about how Zhuge An had lied to him after their last conversation. However, he used the excuse of going to the washroom to test Zhuge An's attitude with tarot cards. He was shocked to find that this guy was very sincere and didn't play any tricks.
After sending off Zhuge An, Zong Jiu pondered for a long time.
This was really strange. Could a single conversation really have such a great effect? Clearly, Zhuge An's previous attitude was still doubtful, but now there was a 360-degree turn.
He shook his head, went to the washroom to change his clothes, and slowly walked out of the trainees' dorm.
It was only eight o 'clock. There were still a few hours before the Rainbow Amusement Park opened at midnight.
The reason why Zong Jiu came out was because he received a message from a few B-level trainees.
Group dungeons really improved the relationship between each other. For example, the 97 Class 9 trainees.
Everyone agreed to go to the bar on the top floor for a drink after returning to the trainees' dorm, so they decided to do it tonight.
When Zong Jiu reached the top floor, the other Class 9 trainees were already there.
Without special events, the atmosphere of the bar on the top floor was more like a bar. Laser lights and a disk-playing band were singing on the side. The tables that were previously used for King's Game were now bar counters.
A little further away, 96 people sat at a big table. It was worth noting that there were two full glasses of wine in the middle of the table.
"Brother Jiu is here!"
"Good evening, Brother Jiu. Come drink!"
Everyone was a little drunk. Their eyes were red and they were talking about something. The atmosphere was good.
Zong Jiu saw them like this and casually took a glass of wine from the waiter beside him. He greeted them from a distance. "No matter what, it's good that you survived."
This sentence seemed to have turned on a switch. The trainees' eyes became even redder.
After going through the No.1 Middle School dungeon, they were all still Class B, and a few of them had been promoted to Class A. Now, when they thought about the 120 days in the dungeon, they couldn't help but feel sad.
After three rounds of drinks, someone suddenly asked, "Brother Jiu, are you preparing to form your own organization?"
This question attracted everyone's attention at the table. Everyone's eyes were burning as they waited for his answer.
Zong Jiu paused and said vaguely, "I do have some ideas."
As soon as he said that, the trainees at the table who had been promoted to Level A understood the situation.
Zong Jiu had always avoided troublesome matters like forming an organization.
However, there was a reason why he was so enthusiastic this time.
As everyone knew, advanced trainees could get clues about the next dungeon in advance.
Class A trainees were already one of the top trainees in the entire Thriller Trainee Program. Naturally, they would get a lot of clues.
As for Zhuge An, as No.3, he would know even more.
They had discussed for so long, and naturally, it wasn't just a casual chat. Based on the current situation, they made a preliminary plan for the future.
For the next dungeon, the main system left the advanced trainees with a reminder that it was a group dungeon.
Class A trainees could know a little more, so Zong Jiu knew that the next dungeon wasn't a group dungeon that was randomly assigned. Instead, it was a dungeon that trainees could participate in as a team.
Since they could participate in it as a team, it would be much easier to manipulate them. Instead of being assigned to a team that was unorganized, it was better to form a team of their own. At least they could be more trustworthy.
It was also because of this group dungeon mode that Zhuge An came up with a plan.
No.3 wasn't optimistic about the current situation of the entire Class S, directly pointing out that nearly half of the Class S had fallen into the hands of the devil. Zong Jiu thought about No.8, Zhuge Jiu, and Azan in black, and deeply agreed.
Since it was confirmed that future conflicts were inevitable, it was better to strike first and gain the upper hand.
After yesterday's evaluation, Zhuge An contacted Tokumon and the exorcist. These two people were the only ones he trusted in the current Class S that weren't under the devil's control.
In other words, Zhuge An had helped Zong Jiu to pave the way. As for whether or not to board the pirate ship that was hostile to No.1, it was all up to Zong Jiu. Because even if he didn't board the pirate ship, Zhuge An wouldn't let the devil do whatever he wanted, and would definitely launch a counterattack.
Zong Jiu didn't think too much about it.
He was already mentally prepared for the current situation.
The devil had always been in a dominant position, and this time, Zong Jiu was eager to stab him in the back.
He wasn't afraid of anyone, and going against the devil was much more fun than cooperating with him. It was one of the most fun things that Zong Jiu could find at the moment.
Therefore, when they returned to the amusement park, Zong Jiu and Zhuge An discussed and decided to do something big.
Not only the amusement park, but also the group dungeon. He planned to give the devil an unexpected surprise.
Of course, the first step of the plan was to pretend to agree to cooperate with the devil.
Hearing Zong Jiu's words, the trainees at the table were suddenly excited.
"Brother Jiu, if you really want to establish an organization, we're all willing to follow you."
"That's right, although it's just a dungeon, we all sincerely see you as our big brother. Brother Jiu, you're a newbie, and you've reached Class A after only a few dungeons. Your future is limitless."
"That's right, that's right, we also want to ride your coattails."
It was said that those who wanted to live were heartless, but since they were humans, how could they be truly heartless?
The more difficult the situation was, the more they could see a person's ability. The Magician had indeed won them over.
"We'll see, maybe there'll be another chance soon."
Zong Jiu smiled. "There's no rush for the next dungeon. Are any of you planning to participate in the Halloween Battle Royale? Why not form a team? "