The meaning of Little Fear's existence lay in his value.
Wei Su Yi had already explained that the Blood Sacrifice in Pitfall Fire Hell was a major undertaking.
To take part in such a major event, even as a dish laid out on the table, one needed qualifications, ability, and value.
The reason Little Fear had caught Wei Su Yi's eye was precisely because he was extraordinary. It had been the same when he first made a name for himself with Fei Yu.
No matter how bizarre and chaotic the social ecosystem in the Central Star Zone and the Boundary Curtain region might be, one thing remained true:
In this brutally harsh environment, anyone with even a little talent would always be noticed, followed by a rapid cycle of testing, investment, and returns.
As for failed tests or poor returns... Little Fear had no intention of letting that happen to him.
Ten weeks, or perhaps longer—he wanted this "testing, investment, return" cycle to run a few more rounds.
But there was no need for too many rounds, either. Come to think of it, his schedule seemed even tighter than Pitfall Fire Hell's preparations for the Blood Sacrifice.
Wei Su Yi had encountered some obstacles in persuading Little Fear to forge a Covenant, but her plan progressed very smoothly among Pitfall Fire Hell's upper echelon on Plane Six.
So smoothly that Little Fear could barely react in time.
He received the relevant materials, skimmed through them, then kept Willow, who had delivered them, and observed and experimented on her for several rounds...
The whole process had taken less than a day, perhaps not even eight hours, when Wei Su Yi suddenly said, "The mission has begun," dragged him out of the bedroom, and hauled him aboard that pitch-black Flying Shuttle.
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