Faced with Feng Qianyu's question, Shi Feng simply shook his head. He was not as interested in Thunderclap Island as Feng Qianyu had imagined.
But thinking about it, that made sense.
Anyone who truly understood Thunderclap Island's current situation would know just how fierce the competition was.
Not only had ultra-first-rate guilds made their move, but three super guilds had as well—and they were not merely dabbling in it. They had deployed all their elites, each hoping to seize control of Thunderclap Island. That way, they could establish temporary guild teleportation points and lay the groundwork for exploring the Sea of Death in the future.
After all, the journey from land to the Sea of Death was far from short. Even taking a speedboat from the nearest coastal town in the Apocalypse Empire took more than a day, and the route passed through a dangerous stretch of sea.
As for competing for Thunderclap Island, it was simply impossible without a sufficiently powerful fleet.
Sea monsters were already stronger than monsters on land, and dealing with sea monster Bosses was even more difficult. Even Dragon-Phoenix Pavilion had needed to sacrifice many elites and experts to kill a single sea monster Boss. They had lost over thirty speedboats in the process. Such losses were likely more than even a first-rate guild could bear, yet in the end, they could only obtain one or two passes.
For Zero Wing, which had absolutely no foundation at sea, the price of obtaining even one pass if they truly wanted to get involved would likely be higher than hers.
"Give me twenty slots, and I can help you hold two ancient towers. My price is twenty thousand Magic Crystals and a temporary teleportation point on Thunderclap Island. If I fail, I won't take a single coin,