Gusman froze when he heard that, and immediately recalled what Skywalker's representative had said earlier.
The strongest person in the Skywalker civilization was Sixth Order. Its foundation was exceptionally powerful, and it had paid a huge price to participate this time. Although it was slightly weaker than those few Alliances, it had avoided being targeted too early.
Betting on a top-ten finish still had a good chance of paying off.
But...
Gusman hesitantly opened and closed his mouth. In truth, he wanted to be bolder and start choosing directly from those ranked below one hundred thousand.
He had noticed that many participants were hiding their strength this time. Quite a few were ranked low right now simply because they had not shown their true power. If they bet correctly, they could recover all their losses and might even make a huge profit! After all, the current situation was far too complicated. Strictly speaking, every choice was a gamble!
"Stop hesitating, Gusman!"
"The odds are constantly changing. The strongest factions on the surface are likely to clash with one another, while the weakest are too risky!? I think we should choose one of the stronger middle-ranked factions. That might actually give us the highest chance of winning!"
The Planet Destroyer urging Gusman to join him spoke anxiously, afraid that Gusman would not bet alongside him.
He had his own motives. The more people he got to place bets with him, the greater his chances of winning. Still, he also believed his judgment was correct.
"All right, then I'll go with you."
After hesitating, Gusman finally spoke. He admitted that the other man's words were not wrong.
Indeed, even if he kept agonizing over it, he might not make the right choice. If not for the previous mission, where that person had