"Let's Avoid Unnecessary Battles Whenever Possible."
Perhaps sensing the heavy atmosphere, Biscuit tried to break the silence. She took photos of the towering buildings that resembled stone pillars while casually bringing up a topic.
"Ging, I've actually been keeping an eye on the Game Players in Greed Island these past few days. It seems to me that your game is pretty dangerous. What happens if a player dies on Greed Island?"
"What else? Their corpse gets teleported back to wherever they entered Greed Island, right next to the Game Console." Ging walked at the front of the group as he answered.
"They were told before entering the game that it was extremely dangerous. But from another perspective, as long as you can persevere, Greed Island makes a pretty good training ground for Nen users."
"'Extremely dangerous'... After all, death here is real." Biscuit suddenly realized she might have picked an even worse topic, and felt a little annoyed with herself.
At the same time, she realized that a restless anxiety was taking root inside her.
That feeling was slowly affecting her judgment. She'd gotten so muddled that she'd brought up "death" barely moments after their exploration began. That wasn't something she would normally do.
Is this what Gelman means when he talks about "pressure"? Am I starting to feel that oppressive sensation as if it were something tangible?
Ging said, "Speaking of which, thanks to you, that guy named Ganshu and his companions—the ones you killed—were notorious murderers in Greed Island."
"After the three of them died, the death rate in Greed Island visibly declined. Doon and List had been having a hard time dealing with them before."
"Although their actions didn't violate Greed Island's rules, they went against the original purpose we had in mind when we designed the