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"..."
Two minutes later, more than a dozen players who were unwilling to be sent and over thirty who didn't get a slot sulkily left, while the remaining two hundred and sixty were simply reorganized by Motan and then sent to meet up with the main force.
"Turns out I'm not the only broke bastard."
Feather Song watched with a pained expression as the jubilant daredevil team disappeared into the night, and muttered, "Is this what they mean by 'fools rush in where angels fear to tread'?"
Motan shook his head, "Although five hundred gold coins isn't a small sum, the number of people who are here truly for the money isn't that high, in the end, it's just an excuse for themselves."
NPC lives are more valuable than player lives.
Players, whose sense of pain is diminished by the system, are far more robust and can endure more than NPCs of the same caliber.
