Nathan trembled in rage. He had never been ridiculed to this degree by anyone, especially not by someone whom he considered nothing but trash.
"You think by reaching us, you can achieve the same level of status as us?" he growled at Max.
Max shrugged. "I don't care about your status." He sneered, looking down at him. "If being in a status like yours would make me a retard, then I very much want to stay away from someone like you."
Nathan smiled, his expression cruel. "A wise choice, but spoken at the wrong time."
Turning to the blob of slime who was intriguingly watching the scene, he asked, "Is there any rule against using my strength to make anyone fall?"
The blob of slime smiled wickedly. "There is no such rule. Your only goal is to reach the top of the monolith, so it doesn't matter how you get there."
"Good." A sinister smile appeared on Nathan's face.
