An excellent hunter would place delicious bait in a trap and wait for the prey to come to him.
There could be many such traps. Hunters did not care what prey a trap would be used on, but they tirelessly prepared more traps and more tempting bait, then lured their prey step by step into the traps, into a dead end.
Nameless knew very well that the other party might not have been targeting him specifically. He had fallen into this trap simply because he was easy to target.
After Luo Xiang made his post, quite a few people had probably thought of ways to target him. After all, a gentleman could be deceived through propriety. Once one knew a target's preferences or weaknesses, one could attack those preferences and weaknesses.
Since he liked helping others, asking him for help was the simplest approach—and especially effective.
But when he thought about how he had previously posted a video warning his fans not to casually help those seeking assistance, only to fall into a pit himself right afterward, Nameless felt his face heat up. At the same time, he was somewhat annoyed.
He stopped supplying Bioforce Field to Sun Sheng. Sun Sheng, who had been cutting down enemies left and right, immediately froze for a moment, then narrowly avoided an attack from a Treefolk, his face filled with confusion.
"Stop pretending."
Nameless sat cross-legged on Qilin's back, one hand supporting his cheek as he looked at Sun Sheng and asked, "Can you tell me... did you just happen to catch a rabbit while mowing the grass, or had you planned this all along?"
If it had been planned all along, this world had been invaded by Giant Eyeball more than a decade ago. At that time, Nameless himself had still been