"Master, your fragnt."
Yu Shousix looked up at Carl Milak, her eyes full of admiration.
In appearance, voice, expression, and posture, Yu Shousix was identical to the woman seen in Yu Shujun’s test space before.
Obviously, unlike the faceless woman whom even Yu Shujun couldn’t rember, Yu Shujun was very familiar with Yu Shousix.
Thinking of this, Wen Nan couldn’t help but turn to look at the figure not far away.
Due to the privacy protection of the Divine Staff Sheath, Wen Nan couldn’t see Yu Shujun’s expression at the mont, but he could feel that the other party was staring intently at Yu Shousix, and his face was probably as dark as the test space of that sheath.
On the other side, Carl Milak obtained a new Divine Staff Fragnt from Yu Shousix, and the numbers on the giant screen above quickly changed—
[Candidate No. 3: Holding 3 fragnts (recount preparation underway).]
At this point, Carl Milak’s plan to seize the priority of question selection had been fully completed—
He had left his high-star characters outside the instance just to send them to his allies and request (coerce) those allies to lend the fragnts to him.
At the sa ti, he also left his staff-transford females and the Guardian of the Divine Staff Fragnt outside the instance, with the purpose of using their special attributes to enter the test space of the Divine Staff Sheath and bring him those two new Divine Staff Fragnts.
Carl Milak was confident that victory was within his grasp.
He stretched out his hand, pulled Yu Shousix into his arms, gently touched her earlobe with his fingers, and then pressed his lips to her neck, softly rubbing against it.
Yu Shousix leaned on Carl Milak’s shoulder, laughing softly as she tilted her neck to respond to him.
Carl Milak glanced up, noticing that the countdown was already at the last 5 minutes.
With these 5 minutes, there was no way the other side could stir up any trouble, so he unabashedly kissed his Guardian while provocatively looking in the direction of Candidate No. 2—
This man nad Ye Jiu was still too young. Even though he had acquired part of his plan’s details from the traitor Yin Zhi’en, he still couldn’t beat him.
Actually, since the other side had Mo Yu, the little silver sword, and managed to coax that pretentious guy Feng Shuihuan into lending him the fragnt, the perfect plan would have been to get that fragnt before entering this test space and then hand it over to Jun Wuming.
Jun Wuming originally held 2.5 fragnts. Adding Feng Shuihuan’s, he could precisely have more by half a fragnt than Carl Milak, thereby winning the priority of question selection.
However, of course, if the other side had acquired those 3.5 fragnts before entering the Divine Staff Sheath, he would have discovered it imdiately because, after all, Carl Milak wasn’t a fool. With the number of spies he had placed at Zhuang Yichen’s place, if the opponent had collected 3.5 fragnts before entering the Divine Staff Sheath, he would definitely find out and be prepared—
Either he’d exhaust all resources to find a way to reach 4 fragnts himself, or, from the start, he wouldn’t have entered this test space personally.
And now, the other side only had 2.5 fragnts, which, no matter what, could not reach the highest count—
Candidates who had entered the test space of the Divine Staff Sheath could not lend or transfer fragnts among each other, as Divine Staff Sheath did not allow players to engage in clandestine deals in front of it.
Moreover, the fragnt borrowed from Feng Shuihuan was lent to Candidate No. 2, who had no right to lend it out again.
So, in this contest, Candidate No. 2 was outsmarted by his own cleverness.
Of course, Carl Milak could quite understand the other party in such matters.
He had always thought that this player nad Ye Jiu was very much like him—they both had a particular passion for collecting won within instances.
So, Carl Milak believed that, like him, the other party fundantally didn’t trust any of the won around him—even characters at Jun Wuming’s level, controlled by golden dominion patterns, were no exception.
Carl Milak understood that, for this reason, the other party would prefer to have Jun Wuming deliver the fragnts to him, allowing himself to hold 2.5 fragnts, rather than letting Jun Wuming have 3.5 fragnts—
Carl Milak believed that, for Candidate No. 2, rather than increasing the chance of winning this number ga, the opponent was more wary of the possibility that a character under his dominion would suddenly turn coat and betray him after obtaining the binding rights of the Divine Staff Sheath.
Of course, analyzing these things now was aningless.
Candidate No. 2 himself only had half a fragnt, and the Guardian of that half fragnt had died at Carl Milak’s hands.
So, Carl Milak was certain the other party hadn’t conquered any Guardian—
Carl Milak knew that the Divine Staff Sheath had a Guardian Zero, but that woman did not belong to any player. Only when the Sword Holder appeared could she be conquered.
And only a fully conquered Guardian could have the rights to enter this test space exceptionally.
So, Candidate No. 2, you are bound to lose.
Thinking this, Carl Milak slightly raised his head, waiting for the system to announce his victory in this round.
However——
The person opposite stepped forward and took a small item from the backup section of his equipnt, holding it in his palm and offering it.
Carl Milak squinted his eyes, vaguely seeing a miniature model shaped like a castle.
A key item for the character?
At such a ti, why take out the key item?
The mont Wen Nan took out "Chenchen’s Mobile Castle," he received a system prompt in his mind—
9527: [Key item "Chenchen’s Mobile Castle" has completed the initiation process.]
9527: [Detected selection of a square ter within the marital shared property, constructing a transfer channel.]
9527: [Your transfer channel’s starting position has been pre-set to—Guan Ailin.]
9527: [The transfer channel constructed by your key item is continuously effective, would you like to enable the shuttling function now?]
Wen Nan clicked [Enable].
In the next mont, a beam of light was projected from the small castle in his palm, like a projector, forming a figure enveloped in golden light right in front of Wen Nan.
The figure gradually solidified, ultimately forming a familiar woman.
Guan Ailin, still in a light white dress, approached Wen Nan with a smile, gently calling out, "Jiu."
She raised her slender arms, holding two envelopes in front of Wen Nan, "These are from the president of [Feng Shuihuan], entrusted to to bring over."
On one envelope, a line of words was written with flourish: [Please open the envelope for answers to the questions.]
The other envelope had a printed bold title: [Divine Staff Fragnt Loan Agreent].
A transparent gem was placed below the agreent.
Carl Milak, standing at a distance, was shocked to see the Divine Staff Fragnt in Guan Ailin’s hand.
"...How is it possible?!"
"...This is absolutely impossible!"
"...How could he teleport his woman in? Who exactly is this woman?!"
"No, the problem isn’t with the woman; it’s with the key item—
"The item can construct a transfer channel, and this transfer channel breached the testing space of the Divine Staff Sheath.
"Why..."
Carl Milak fell into confusion, and monts later, suddenly realized sothing, staring in shock at Wen Nan’s direction,
"Marital shared property agreent! He actually signed that agreent with the woman in the instance!"
The existence of the agreent granted Zhuang Yichen, the system-recognized wife, ownership and usage rights of Ye Jiu’s property, and because of these shared rights, the teleportation location options for her key item expanded from her own villa to Ye Jiu’s property.
As for Guan Ailin, as Ye Jiu’s private property, she was designated the starting location for this transfer channel...
Thinking of this, Carl Milak’s face turned pale,
"***, this idiot, he’s actually signing such a sharing agreent with a character? Characters in the instance are the least trustworthy; even when driven by patterns, controlled by Gu Worms, bound by countless threads, they remain defiant.
"How big must one’s heart be to sign such a sharing agreent without dominating or controlling the counterpart?
"Isn’t he afraid of being backstabbed and backfired?"
No matter how hard it is to believe, Carl Milak knew well, everything was too late, this round, he lost.
The person opposite raised his hand, signed the agreent, holding a brand-new fragnt in his hand.
As the countdown was just about to enter the last second, changes appeared on the light screen—
[Candidate No. 2: Holds 3.5 fragnts (recount preparation ongoing).]
Neither too little nor too much, just enough to win half a point over Candidate No. 3.
Ultimately, priority in choosing topics was given to Wen Nan.
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