Did becoming a Player mean you could look down on everyone else?
Compared with the risks Players had to shoulder, Xu Huo thought Nicks should feel a little sorry for himself first.
In a way, Players and ordinary people were the same. Players relied on their strength to "pity" the weak, but in the eyes of the "weak," they might be nothing more than shooting stars that flashed by, destined to shatter into pieces.
Pity was never given from an equal footing.
Once people started comparing lives, the true meaning of life was bound to become distorted.
Nicks's expression barely changed. He pressed on, "There's a saying in your country: 'One good turn deserves another.' Aren't you worried that what you've done will cause trouble for your country?"
The room fell silent.
What answer did he expect? Did he think X Country had caused that black rain in Y Country?
It was nothing more than one good turn for another.
The painted woman walked in from outside and waved at Nicks, who was standing in the doorway, signaling for him to move aside and stop blocking the way.
Fury rose in Nicks's eyes, but he didn't strike. Instead, he got a withering look from the painted woman.
After she opened the door and went inside, someone behind it finally spoke again. "Remember your words. One good turn deserves another."
The presence in the room vanished. Humiliated and furious, Nicks punched a hole through the wall beside him, then turned and strode away, grinding out, "Those bastards!"
They really were a bunch of bastards. When Xu Huo had appeared, his features had clearly marked him as someone from X Country. Before the rescue efforts in the Safe Zones had even gotten underway, Y Country's top officials had convened an online meeting