Upon hearing that, Dancing Elephant and Boyang looked at Michael like he was an idiot.
‘Is this guy mentally unstable?’
‘Does he really think he can mess with the White Knight?’
‘She could kill him with a flick of her finger!’
Michael, seemingly oblivious to their reactions, continued speaking.
“Taking over the shop is just a bonus. The real goal is to take the person. That White Knight is like an infinite milk-producing cow. As long as we capture her and keep her imprisoned, she can continuously craft potions and equipment for us. Why would we be afraid of those monsters then? We wouldn’t!”
He shook his head firmly.
“We will conquer the Nightmare Space and save the world!”
Dancing Elephant frowned.
He thought Michael was both stupid and evil.
Boyang, on the other hand, found his mindset understandable.
After all, he was a descendant of pirates.
It wasn’t fair to judge him by normal standards.
“You talk a big game, but do we actually have the strength to go up against her? You do realize that the White Knight has control over all the robots in the city, including the one outside, right?”
Boyang asked.
Dancing Elephant gave him a meaningful glance.
“I’m well aware of that,” Michael nodded.
“But think about it carefully. Does she really have full control over the city’s robots?”
At that, both Boyang and Dancing Elephant looked doubtful.
They had no actual proof she had access privileges.
They had simply assumed so based on the robot guiding them to the shop and the ones that surrounded them afterward.
Clearly, there was a lot of room for interpretation here.
“Isn’t it possible that, after entering the city, they triggered some special event or storyline that temporarily lets them command those robots?”
Michael offered.
He believed that was the more likely scenario.
Most people would agree with this logic.
After all, they were all closed beta players—’why should someone else get such a massive advantage?’
Probably just a case of ‘first come, first served’!
Boyang frowned slightly, partially agreeing with Michael’s reasoning—though something still felt off.
“You’re assuming they’re just like us—beta testers. But have you considered the possibility that they might be members of the ‘Savior’ organization?”
Dancing Elephant said calmly.
Boyang clapped his hands.
That was exactly the vibe he had gotten from the two—something fundamentally different from the rest of the players.
“That’s an interesting theory, but do you have any actual evidence?” Michael asked skeptically.
“First, they’re extremely strong, and their gear is top-notch.”
“Second, they didn’t seem the least bit flustered—like this wasn’t their first time entering the game.”
“Even though this is supposed to be the first closed beta, who’s to say the organization didn’t run a private internal test beforehand?”
“More importantly, I don’t believe the White Knight actually has much skill when it comes to crafting. The equipment and potions might have been provided by the [Savior] organization. They’re most likely insiders sent by the officials to support us.”
Dancing Elephant shared his theory.
Boyang fell silent, a thoughtful look on his face.
Michael hesitated for a moment before speaking.
“That’s just your speculation. There’s no evidence at all. As for whether White Knight really has that level of alchemy skill—I believe she does. And if you’re asking why, it’s because I also have a power.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a large-caliber, gray-black handgun appeared in Michael’s hand like a magic trick.
Dancing Elephant’s pupils shrank when he saw it.
‘I knew it.’
He had suspected that others might have noticed the secret of the white space.
White Knight was one of them—and now, so was Michael.
The reason he said those things earlier was to test him.
He didn’t expect Michael to actually possess one of the game’s hidden Easter eggs.
And it was a power too!
***
At this moment, Dancing Elephant finally confirmed that White Knight really did have an ability.
‘Alchemy. She must be a player with a similar power!’
“…” Boyang looked dumbfounded. He had no idea there were Easter eggs in the game.
At the back, Ayu’s eyes flashed with a cold gleam when he saw the handgun in Michael’s hand.
Only then did Dancing Elephant notice Michael’s level—he was actually Level 9!
No wonder he dared to make a move on White Knight.
Turns out, he had some backing.
Still, he didn’t think Michael could gain anything from her.
That owner of the Silver Alchemy Workshop was seriously dangerous!
“How about this? If we team up, we really wouldn’t have anything to be afraid of. Whether it’s White Knight or monsters—we can handle them!”
Michael smiled.
“I think you’re underestimating White Knight,” Dancing Elephant said with a slight shake of his head.
“Oh? Do you know just how strong she is?”
Michael looked a little surprised.
He could tell White Knight was strong, but how strong exactly—he hadn’t fought her, so he couldn’t be sure.
“I don’t know for sure, but she’s definitely powerful,” Dancing Elephant said firmly.
“You’re boosting others’ morale while crushing your own.”
Michael shrugged, his gaze toward Dancing Elephant filled with disappointment.
Then he added, “There’s not much time left in the beta. We need to make a choice—soon. Do we raid the Silver Alchemy Workshop and capture White Knight, forcing her to keep crafting gear and potions for us nonstop?”
“Or do we wait for the official release, when even more people will compete with us? There’s definitely risk involved, but it’s a risk worth taking.”
Boyang seemed a bit swayed by those words.
Although he didn’t know whether capturing White Knight now would still be effective after the beta ended, even a few hours could bring a lot of profit.
If what Michael said was true, just having White Knight craft potions and gear would be more than worth it.
“I refuse. If you want to die, go ahead and die without me,” Dancing Elephant rejected him without hesitation.
“Are you kidding me? I haven’t even held a girl’s hand yet. I’m not about to die now.”
Michael gave him a contemptuous glance, then turned to Boyang.
“Bro, what about you?”
Boyang looked conflicted and couldn’t decide right away.
Teaming up with Michael for a big score could increase the Atlantic Federation’s survival chances.
But Dancing Elephant had refused so decisively—it felt off.
How could anyone turn down such an enticing offer without a second thought?
It didn’t make sense. Not at all.
Unless he knew something they didn’t.
“I…” Boyang looked at Dancing Elephant. “I refuse too.
And my reason is—he’s my partner. We move forward and back together.”
He was clearly using Dancing Elephant as an excuse.
And Dancing Elephant knew it but didn’t say anything.
Michael looked disappointed.
He had hoped to team up with these cannon fodder to reduce the losses on his side.
“Are you really not going to reconsider? That’s an infinite-healing cow we’re talking about! Not just for the beta, she could keep serving us even after the official launch! Don’t you have any sense of adventure!?”
He tried to persuade them one last time.
“Sorry, but I’m not interested in taking that kind of pointless risk,” Dancing Elephant replied with a blank expression.
“…” Boyang stayed silent.
“Fine. Great. Very good. You better pray you never need my help!”
Michael flicked his wrist and made the large handgun disappear like a trick again, then turned and left angrily.
The Europa players quickly followed him.
As the group marched away, Dancing Elephant crossed himself.
***
“Ha… ha… ha…”
At the same time, Bai Xue collapsed to the ground, gasping like a fish tossed onto the shore.
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