From the Tentacle Race System's Scheme

"I-I really can't tell you. If I do, the system will judge me for violating the mission and deduct a massive amount of experience, Gold Coins, and even lifespan!"

As soon as Lin Ziluo turned his attention to him, Jerome explained with a troubled expression.

Lin Ziluo raised the Despair Dagger in his hand and said calmly,

"You'd better think it through. If you tell me, you'll only lose some experience, Gold Coins, and lifespan. If you leave your equipment, items, and Gold Coins behind too, I can still let you go."

"But if you don't tell me, you definitely won't survive—and before you die, you'll go through unimaginable torment."

Jerome swallowed nervously. "You're really willing to let me go?"

"Of course. Think about it: if you tell me what the system on your side asked you to do, won't my hatred shift to it?"

"When it comes time to get revenge, it'll be the one I go after."

"As for you, how about this: I, Li Haobo, swear right here that if you're willing to tell me what the system asked you to do, I'll let you go. If I break my oath, may my entire family, Li Haobo's, die violently!"

Lin Ziluo made his solemn vow.

Jerome's eyes immediately filled with a desperate desire to live.

It wasn't surprising that he believed Lin Ziluo.

If Lin Ziluo had asked for nothing and simply promised to let him go, the promise wouldn't have seemed very credible.

But after he mentioned "leaving behind your equipment, items, and Gold Coins," it became much more believable.

There were plenty of other reasons to trust him, too.

For example, Lin Ziluo had sworn using the Tentacle Race's customs, and he'd spoken with such sincerity and heartfelt emotion.

Especially when he said, "may my