How would the hatred value in reality mutate into a multiplicative factor? If the trust value was already calculated as a multiplicative factor, how would it mutate in reality? Perhaps the formula would be something like (trust value * hatred value * base value)? However, this thought only flashed through Lin Feng’s mind. He believed in one saying: one shouldn’t be too greedy! So, he bided his time, waiting for the moment when the hatred value of this high-level elite monster, whose face was green with anger, reached the critical point, and then he would strike! Knock him down! Completely knock him down to what Lin Feng considered the critical point. At least now, with a hatred value of 95+, the red numbers were still soaring! Qin Jian was indeed furious. He still couldn’t understand how he had offended this rogue young man. “Mr. Lin, let’s not jest anymore!” Even though his heart was filled with rage, Qin Jian maintained good manners, responding to the audacious young man’s taunts without a hint of anger on his face. If not for someone having an extraordinary ability to peek into others’ secrets, seeing this old fox’s kind and amiable appearance, one would never believe that he hated him to this extent. But at this moment, seeing the rapidly increasing numbers, someone’s heart was filled with nothing but excitement, excitement, and more excitement! 606570 This unscrupulous person shamelessly continued with his plan to lure the monster, with taunts flowing effortlessly. It was indeed taunting, Qin Jian could tell; the other’s sole purpose was to provoke him. Yet, even after realizing it was taunting, he still dared not fully trust or understand why! If not for the technology in the other’s hands that his company desperately needed, he wouldn’t have to endure such humiliation. The natural aura cultivated by someone in a high position for years was not something a petty person could insult at will. Even if the other had profound spiritual cultivation, if truly pushed to the edge, he would strike back fiercely to teach him a lesson. However, that technology was like a tight noose around the neck for Marumi now, making him somewhat cautious. But since he had tasted the taunt in the other’s words, the worldly-wise Qin Jian quickly became alert, and his nameless anger subsided significantly. A jest? How could it be! Boss Qin, we are quite serious about this! Seeing the eye-catching red numbers start to decline, the person with ulterior motives got anxious. A real-life cosplay is better than streaking around the city, isn’t it? Or do you prefer streaking, Boss Qin, rather than dressing up fancifully for others to admire? Think about it carefully, once we agree, there’s no backing out. We’re all adults here. Qin Jian laughed, quite relieved to have stepped back from the trap at the critical moment, and sighed, “Mr. Lin, no matter what your intentions are, please do me a favor regarding our cooperation this time. We are all in the same circle; let’s leave some room for future encounters. How about it? You understand what I mean!” Suddenly, the red numbers stopped growing, stuck at 90, and then, instead of increasing, they began to decrease, quickly dropping to around 85, 84, 83, 82. This unscrupulous individual, seeing his prey about to slip away, became even more anxious. “Damn it, I don’t understand!” Lin Feng said rudely, “All I know is some bastard came all the way here, looking all serious on the surface but scheming behind, only thinking about getting something for nothing!” Qin Jian’s face stiffened; this accusation hit him where it hurt: “I apologize! Indeed, I was wrong in this matter! But I, Qin, promise to give you a satisfactory answer regarding this!” The hatred value continued to slide. Lin Feng angrily said, “Humph, it’s still the same old line; how can I trust a scoundrel like you with a criminal record! Taking without asking is theft! Taking by force is robbery! Can a simple apology erase all of this? Can a mere ‘sorry’ cover up past misdeeds? Hey! I really can’t understand why you think you’re so clever! It seems you’ve done this not once or twice! Of course, you’re familiar with it! I bet you’ve made plenty of copies of what’s on my computer, haven’t you?! Don’t bother denying it! Hey, if you could crack it, would you still be here, all smiles and flattery? So, drop that hypocritical act! And look at these two!” Lin Feng casually pointed to the two onlookers with grim faces, one taking secret photos with a phone, the other pondering how to smear him with the evidence. “Is this how you, Boss Qin, treat your guests? Is this the sincerity you show in cooperation? Remember, it’s you who are asking for my cooperation, not the other way around! With this kind of attitude, damn it, it really pisses me off!”
Lin Feng sighed deeply, ignoring the two spectators who were stunned, their faces pale, unsure whether to stay or leave. He redirected his attack towards Qin Jian: “Don’t play the victim here. You must hate me as much as they do, wishing to crush me to dust, right?” A thousand emotions surged through Qin Jian’s mind; since his debut, he had never been scolded like this, right to his face. He thought he had been sincere enough, but what was this unreasonable punk trying to achieve? Could he really just want to provoke him into a fight? At this thought, a strange, inexplicable feeling resurfaced in his mind. The more he thought about it, the more familiar the rogue’s tactics seemed—stealing wild monsters, experience points, inciting player hatred to PK for high integrity points? The idea grew more suspicious the more he pondered. Ever since Lin Feng appeared, his every move, word, and action had an uncanny familiarity, as if he was mimicking the behavior of players in the world of “Fantasy World”! Could he be so deeply immersed in gaming that he developed some sort of online life syndrome? Qin Jian felt a pang of sadness. Thinking of the advanced virtual terminal technology the other possessed, and how even he, not much of a gaming enthusiast, was captivated by the magical virtual terminal login system in Lin Feng’s computer, spending three full days in “Fantasy World,” his suspicion only grew stronger. Now, observing Lin Feng’s actions, there was no more resentment, only a sigh of regret. “Little brother, why go through all this trouble? There’s no need for us to be at each other’s throats!”
Waving his hand, Qin Jian signaled for his loyal subordinates to leave; he suddenly felt an urge to have a heart-to-heart with this rogue kid.
Why all this secrecy?! I’ve been holding back for too long! You should have dropped this act long ago! I’m heartbroken!
I’m heartbroken too! You’ve really not given me, Qin Jian, any face!
Face? Hmph, I’m not one to give away my core easily either!
The conversation between the two suddenly turned into a cryptic exchange, understandable only to themselves. Yet, the previous tension seemed to dissolve into thin air, fading away.
Lin Feng spoke rapidly, inwardly cursing his bad luck, yet he could only sigh helplessly as he stared at the red string on the high-level wild monster’s head, counting down to zero. He was unaware of what had caused the already hooked monster to flee in panic. According to the settings in “Fantasy World,” player interactions, whether hatred or trust, were never subject to the player’s subjective will. Players couldn’t simply decide to increase these values for any reason. Everything was determined by the powerful engine system of “Fantasy World,” through player interactions.
Did I overplay my role?! Now, as the big fish he had almost caught fled, Lin Feng felt helpless and instinctively thought that some unknown reason must have altered the judgment of the Niu Niu intelligent system inside him. Indeed, when he hastily interrogated the little devil inside him, the response was a cold, emotionless sentence: “Sorry, insufficient permissions to trace the cause.”
