amaotonovel Chapter 312 [Empire] A Harvest of the Sea
Chapter 312 [Empire] A Harvest of the Sea
When Nightingale heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then he burst into laughter, almost bending over with laughter, and the smile on his face seemed to be able to tear everything into pieces.
"Yeah, just one sniff can knock someone down." There was a kind of disdain and contempt in his laughter, as if he was surprised and amused by my insightful reaction, "But you can just pick it up and take it away." He paused, as if recalling the situation at that moment, and seemed to be quite interested.
I said nothing, simply staring at him silently, my eyes devoid of any unnecessary emotion. The smile in Nightingale's eyes gradually faded, but her words grew even colder. "Even so, if you eat it, no one can save you." His voice was low and forceful, like a layer of gloom, making the atmosphere suddenly oppressive. He seemed to be waiting for my reaction, waiting for me to read something.
His eyes flashed with elusive meaning, as if exploring the fragility in my heart.
"Only those who can survive are worthy of joining my team and standing by my side." He sighed softly, his voice filled with a certain playfulness, yet also with an undeniable strength. "Do you understand, kid?"
I took a deep breath, but nothing moved in my heart. Nightingale's words seemed a challenge to me, as if to tear me apart and make me look at myself anew.
I looked up, looked at him calmly, and replied, "I know." My tone was calm, without a trace of emotion. I understood that his intention wasn't just to test my limits, but more to tell me that only the strong could stand by him and enter his world. Whether I could become that strong person still required some rigorous testing.
Nightingale's eyes remained sharp, like a razor-sharp blade, penetrating me to reveal a deeper tenacity and coldness. He seemed to sense my change, but he didn't press me further. Instead, his gaze grew more complex.
"Well, it seems you already understand." He nodded slightly, seeming to be somewhat satisfied with my answer.
"But you have to know that those who survive won't necessarily be able to join my team. But if you can survive this game, you can earn quite a few points." A playful smile played on his lips. "You'll find that what you win isn't the respect of others, but... everything you desire."
I didn't reply, only calmly observing the man before me. Nightingale was indeed intelligent, knowing how to exploit every detail to control the situation and how to push people to their limits to test their potential.
However, I didn't intend to let him see through me easily.
"You talk as if I will definitely win." I asked back calmly, my tone was understated, but with a confidence that should not be underestimated.
Nightingale's eyes narrowed, and the smile on her lips gradually disappeared, replaced by a more calm aura.
He looked at me, as if measuring my worth with some complicated gaze. After a while, he finally smiled slowly: "It seems that you are not such a easily defeated kid."
There was something chilling about his words, but it also seemed like a certain level of recognition of me.
"But you have to be prepared for what's next." Nightingale suddenly changed her tone, her eyes growing darker. "Because what you're facing now isn't just me, it's the whole world. You'll find that not everyone will give you the chance I did."
Nightingale's words were like a sharp bolt of lightning, striking every bit of silence in the air. He put on a nonchalant look, his lips slightly raised, as if he was joking, but the sharpness in his eyes made people feel a chill.
"Hey, kid," he said, his voice deliberately lowered, his voice thinly veiled with challenge, "Want to join us on a big deal?" The frivolity of his words was difficult to decipher, as if teasing, yet also hinting at something. Even though his expression was a bit comical, his eyes concealed a deeper calculation and confidence.
I didn't respond, but just looked at him coldly, feeling a little disdainful in my heart.
"Your contract technique," he paused, as if confirming his guess, "if I'm not mistaken, it can be used on more than just exotic beasts, right?" His words became increasingly specific, as if he had already glimpsed my secret. My heartbeat quickened slightly, but I remained calm.
He glanced at the factories piled high with hot weapons, his eyes full of calculation and greed: "How about it, think about it, with factories like this, four more won't be a problem." His tone was relaxed, but with an unconcealable desire, as if he was describing a wonderful future, a world full of money, power and endless resources.
"The harvest... is like the sea." He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a smile of determination, as if all this was already predetermined. His eyes passed over me, as if he was already imagining the rich rewards in the future.
I listened to his words, my heart filled with contempt and disdain. Did he think I'd be seduced by such words? He simply wanted to exploit my abilities to achieve his own personal ambitions. Those so-called "harvests" and "seas of resources"...
I rolled my eyes, a cold smile appeared on my lips, and I turned around to leave. Nightingale's voice came from behind me, still full of provocation: "What, are you scared?"
I didn't stop, only replied calmly, "I'm not afraid of you." My voice was so soft it was barely audible, but it was resolute. I didn't need to be swayed by him. My path was my own, my own choice.