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Chapter 887: Chapter 62: Response!_2

Chapter 887 -62: Response!_2

However, people always choose to believe what they wish to believe.

Losa11 is no exception.

He firmly believes that everything he possesses now is brought by the master persona.

Therefore, when Jason finished speaking, he immediately began to think.

"The master persona imparted this knowledge to me clearly intending for me to become stronger, at least to handle some basic troubles on my own, without always relying on him and Jason. After all, Jason can’t always be by my side, and the master persona can’t always appear… Is it because of ‘historic demons’?”

"Is this also a rule?”

"Or perhaps it’s one of the essential rules?”

Losa11 thought to himself and provided a logical explanation.

As for Strength?

That’s quite simple.

Since he shares a body with the master persona.

Though the master persona is hidden, the Strength is still there.

What he needs to do now is to ‘activate’ this Strength.

"Since it’s my own Strength, activating it shouldn’t be hard!”

"All I need is a period of adaptation.”

"Do I need to adopt the master persona’s demeanor and emotions?”

"For safety’s sake, it’s better to adopt them!”

Thinking this, Losa11 got up from the couch.

"I understand now!”

With those words, Losa11 didn’t bother with his coat, socks, or shoes and just marched outside.

When he reached the door, Losa11 suddenly stopped.

"According to what Hera10’s mother said, we still have about 1-3 days left. Don’t harbor too many ‘expectations’ towards their words. They will give some, but most of the time, we have to rely on ourselves.”

"The master persona’s suggestion of ‘playing a game’ to solve this matter clearly anticipated these points.”

"So, Jason, you need to adjust your state of mind.”

Losa11 said this.

Then, dragging his feet, he continued outward.

In a very low voice, he said,

"Be very careful!”

"Don’t lose your life.”

The voice was as light as a mosquito’s buzz; had Jason’s perception not been exceptional, he wouldn’t have heard it.

Jason glanced at Losa11’s back and said in a voice only he could hear,

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"Kind-hearted guy.”

Without any disdain.

Without any dissatisfaction.

Perhaps the Jason who lived in Nightless City can no longer truly become a ‘kind-hearted person’, but he does not mock the kind, just as he does not mock heroes.

The world’s affairs are inherently murky and dark.

Suddenly, a pool of clear water appears.

Suddenly, a beam of sunlight shines through.

It truly is wonderful.

Perhaps it can’t change everything.

But these small moments of happiness and surprises make life colorful and save it from being devoured by darkness.

"Take care of yourself!”

Jason raised his voice.

Everything must return to the negotiation table.

In their camp, who will negotiate?

Undoubtedly, it’s Losa11.

Is such a negotiation dangerous?

Of course, it is.

At least for Losa11, it is fraught with danger, even if Hera10’s mother has given assurances.

Just as Losa11 said, everything ultimately depends on oneself.

"Don’t worry!”

"I do have a trump card.”

Losa11 said nonchalantly.

The trump card he referred to was naturally the master persona.

Losa11 believes that at critical moments, the master persona will absolutely not abandon him.

After all, they share the same body.

Of course, if that time really comes, he expects to be annihilated.

So, he still has to rely on himself.

He isn’t ready to die yet!

Thinking this, Losa11 quickened his pace; before the ‘negotiations’, he at least had to learn some ‘little tricks’.

Otherwise, it would truly be the end.

Jason watched as Losa11 disappeared into the distance.

At that moment, he almost wanted to tell Losa11 the truth.

But in the end, he refrained.

His rationality told him,

If he didn’t want to lose everything, it was best not to do so.

Jason took several breaths to calm himself down again.

As he speculated about what might happen next, he picked up the handheld computer.

Ding!

The familiar sound of placing an order once again echoed in the entire top-floor meeting room.

"Fast!”

"The big man has placed an order again!”

"This time it’s 30 servings of butter crab rice!”

"Mushroom soup too!”

"Prepare the ingredients!”

"Everyone, get moving!”

…

The hundred-person kitchen inside the Game Mansion began to bustle.

The night quickly passed.

When the sunrise appeared, Hera 10’s biological clock promptly woke her up.

Not lingering a moment in bed, Hera 10 quickly got up and started her daily exercise after washing up.

A morning run of 100 kilometers was a necessary warm-up.

After that, there was hand-to-hand and equipment combat.

The latter would take up the entire morning and would consume a lot of physical strength.

Therefore, a necessary food supplement was definite.

But…

Why is it so slow?

Are the chefs at the Game Mansion this neglectful?

After completing the necessary warm-ups and having waited for a long time, Hera 10 still hadn’t received her breakfast, which made this 10th successor of the Hera Family frown.

Just as she was about to directly inquire with Losa 11, her personal terminal beeped with a message.

Seeing the notification that the ‘goods’ had arrived, Hera 10 couldn’t help but feel delighted.

This was her and Jason’s promise, naturally, it was something to be mindful of.

Compared to this, breakfast was nothing.

Immediately, Hera 10 prepared to retrieve the goods.

At that moment, her personal terminal rang again.

It was Hera 1.

"Good morning, big sister.”

Hera 10 politely greeted her older sister.

Although her sister was somewhat biased, she never made things difficult for her, she had everything that she should have, without any deficiency, and without any underhand suppression.

This was the same with the rest of her sisters.

Their mother?

Even more so a role model.

Therefore, Hera 10 did not make the worst choice.

She chose what she believed was the most correct.

Because she truly loved this family.

"Good morning, little 10.”

"The 99 Ailong Spears you needed have arrived.”

"Remember to sign for them.”

Hera 1 reminded her.

"I saw the message.”

Hera 10 said, her voice filled with joy.

"This afternoon, all family representatives will go to the ‘negotiation table’. Little 10, you will represent the Hera Family—mother said everything is up to you to decide.”

Hera 1 said, delivering a surprising piece of news.

"Aren’t the mothers involved in the ‘peace talks’?”

Hera 10 asked curiously.

"The older generation’s peace talks are at another negotiation table, discussing another matter, while we younger ones discuss the incident previously caused by Losa 11.”

Hera 1 explained.

"Is that so?”

"I understand.”

Two negotiations?

Hera 10 felt something odd in her heart, but she did not think more about it and simply agreed.

Then, she headed towards the top floor.

"Good morning, Jason!”

Hera 10 waved and greeted Jason.

At the same time, her nose twitched.

Delicious smells!

The meeting hall was filled with various kinds of food aromas: fish, shrimp, crab, pork, lamb, beef, and residues of frying, grilling, and soup-making were particularly enticing.

How much did Jason eat?

Hera 10, looking at Jason seated cross-legged without any change in his belly, her eyes sparkled.

Being able to eat doesn’t necessarily mean strong!

The strong definitely eat a lot!

This is a motto of the Hera Family.

"Jason never disappoints!”

At this moment, Hera 10 finally understood why breakfast was so slow.

"Jason, the Ailong Spears have arrived, you need

"Where are they?”

Jason interrupted Hera 10’s words, standing up.

"Come with me.”

Hera 10 said with a smile.

Then, as they walked, she shared the instructions from her older sister with Jason.

In Hera 10’s view, there was nothing to hide.

After all, Losa 11 would also participate.

A mask concealed Jason’s face, and in a place that Hera 10 couldn’t see, Jason’s expression changed.

At this moment, he knew what the parents of the Hundred Major Families intended to do.

Everything was so obvious, wasn’t it?