On the reinforced ice path that Nineteen had relaid, everyone returned to the shore of the 6th Island once again.
As a member of the Marauders, Nineteen was well versed in burning bridges and killing the donkey once the millstone had been ground.
With the external threat eliminated, according to his usual habits, Nineteen—who had been preserving his strength all along—would certainly eliminate the members of opposing organizations such as Order, the Night Watchers, and the Player Mutual Aid Society, then negotiate a good price with Chlorpromazine.
But...
With Fu Luo's strength unclear, Nineteen chose reason.
Moreover, Nineteen believed that, at Fu Luo's level, he had definitely seen through Nineteen's hidden strength. That was also why Fu Luo had not acted against him to settle accounts.
Only when both sides feared each other's strength would they maintain a relatively stable balance.
Nineteen had no doubt about this.
After all, Fu Luo was an expert at hiding his strength. For such a long time, he had been mocked by the entire player community.
To be exposed to everyone's view while no one noticed that he was not actually "weak"—that was far beyond those people who hid their true strength by keeping a low profile and remaining unknown.
"Powerful, deep-minded, and skilled at disguise..." Nineteen's thoughts were no longer limited to this battle. Instead, he began considering some of the discussions within the Marauders from before. "Recently, Sister Tian has always suspected that the Director is a candidate for Order's God Creation Project... Brother Zhan is the same. He is always paying attention to that Director..."
"But now that I think about it, could this Director be Sherlock's shield? The two of them seem to have an unusual relationship, and they often appear together." Nineteen's thoughts became clearer and clearer. "Most importantly...