"Hehehe—Korg, my old friend? What a rare guest! Come to think of it, it had probably been several thousand years since I last heard your voice, hadn't it? What, you finally decided to come looking for me?" The will laughed in waves, carrying the composure of one long accustomed to a position of power.
Korg suppressed the heartache brought on by the rapid consumption of the Thousand-Soul Gold Crystal and tried his best to keep his mental fluctuations steady. "Light Chaser, it wasn't that I didn't want to contact you. It was just that the price of trading with you was far too steep. My modest savings can't withstand being tossed about a few times."
"Hahaha!" Light Chaser's will laughed loudly. "The price and the reward are always directly proportional, my friend! You're simply too cautious!"
"Take my advice. In this endless void, opportunities are often accompanied by risks. Get out there more, take more risks! After all, with me here, whatever information you need, I can get it for you. That will be enough to help you avoid most dangers and maximize your gains!"
"No, I think that in the endless void, caution is still the better course—" "Oh, don't be afraid. I'm here!"
Korg sneered inwardly.
Easy for him to say. If it truly followed the other party's advice and frequently relied on outside information to take risks, then more than half the resources it had painstakingly accumulated would probably flow into this fellow's pocket.
Wouldn't that make it a puppet working specifically for him while still shouldering all the risks?
Korg had become the master of a world, not some fool who liked relying on others.
Though that was what it thought, Korg revealed none of its emotions on the surface and merely remained silent.
Seeing that