Whether the Order Badges concerned the Mountain Players' competition slots or the slots for gods to fill vacancies, this setup was clearly somewhat unbalanced.
Granted, judging by Mountains taking in these Star Sea players and their kin, Mountains had contributed too.
But it could not be calculated that way. To some extent, this setup lowered the difficulty for Mountain Players to obtain the Tomb of the World.
The difficulty of Star Sea players destroying Order Badges and that of Mountain Players reassembling Order Badges were unbalanced.
In theory, that should not have been the case... Star Sea ought to have had some sort of advantage too.
Burying her various questions deep inside, Yu Xunge paid no attention to the mark above her head. By the time she emerged from Beaver Duke's time, she had already missed King's time slot. For the next twenty-four hours, she would not voluntarily enter any god's will again.
She planned to spend that time continuing to study the clock at the center of the Clock Dial, while considering how to use the skill she had comprehended from Beaver Duke to adjust Star Sea's disadvantage.
It was worth mentioning that Beaver Duke had ultimately tampered with this skill of hers. She could not accept having her name follow such an ordinary skill name, so she forcibly twisted and modified [Golden Screenwriter], renaming the skill [Fate Plucking].
Interestingly, however, the line after [Fate Plucking]-"Fairy tales? What fairy tales? Toss your brain aside and just write! Bleed the capitalists dry!"-remained unchanged. Perhaps that involved the essence of the skill.
Yu Xunge halted. The white flowering branches wrapped around her shattered into countless petals, finally gathering into a white rapier in her hand.
A battle was approaching her.
One of those involved had deliberately charged into her Golden Rain