Level 1 to Infinity: My Bloodline Is the Ultimate Cheat!

Chapter 185: Secret Clause

Chapter 185: Secret Clause

Ethan had been speaking in a rather casual, almost roguish manner, describing how he planned to carry out his spiteful and thankless tasks, but Xandria cut him off.

Her barrage of questions made Ethan suddenly realize that the development of Ethereal was never announced in advance. What he was saying now was essentially spoiling future events. But he couldn't help it—the moment he thought of Zachary, Ethan's mind always seemed to overheat.

Still, he didn't dwell on it too much and replied, "It's absolutely true. As for where I got the information, you don't need to know. But as for the benefits of holding a fortress… I'll tell you once we're officially working together."

Xandria had been leaning in, ready to listen, but Ethan's response was essentially useless.

She slowly sat back down, lowering her head in thought. After a moment, she looked up at Ethan and said, "In Blackridge, half of the Level 4 guilds have already received investments from the Steele Consortium. The investor is none other than Zachary, the eldest son of the Steele family.

Originally, I didn't want to accept any outside investment. But…"

Tears seemed to well up in Xandria's eyes as she stared at Ethan. "Ethereal is just too damn brutal. All my years of gaming experience are completely useless here. My studio has 2,093 members, all of them rogues, and we can't just delete our accounts and start over.

To level up the guild, we need stronghold upgrades, and to upgrade the stronghold, we need points from clearing dungeons. What kind of crap design is that? Why not just let us earn points by killing players in the open world? I guarantee my crew would dominate in no time. And now you're telling me there's going to be some Fortress Wars? This is just going to be the death of me…"

Ethan's jaw dropped as he stared at Xandria. Her mature, elegant face was now streaked with tears. Her voice, already a stark contrast to her appearance with its soft, almost childlike tone, was now spewing curses about Ethereal's mechanics.