Chapter 578: 578: The Composition of Spoils of War

Bai Youwei didn’t want to argue with her, waving her hand and saying, “You should first worry about saving your own life~”

The Inspector had given them 10 hours to consider, which was too precious to waste on a war of words. Bai Youwei ignored Fu Miaoxue, concentrating on the rules displayed on the white wall and carefully pondering them.

Yan Qingwen also fully utilized her time. After briefly discussing with Su Man and Lu Yuwen, the three of them left the team and walked towards the distant crowd, apparently intending to gather information.

The two members of the base assessment team were discussing in low voices, still hesitating; should they choose to pledge allegiance to a king here, or form their own king’s team?

Several other unfamiliar Asian faces were huddled in small groups, discussing in hushed tones.

Everyone was trying to find a way to increase their chances of survival within these 10 hours.

Fu Miaoxue stood alone in the corner, watching everyone bustling around. She felt somewhat bewildered…

…

Tan Xiao squatted against the wall, idly scratching his hair in boredom.

His hair had grown quite long. It was no longer the fashionable “granny grey”, but was half white and half black.

He was prepared for this. Taking a red sports headband out of his pocket, he comfortably put it on. It covered his black roots and revealed his white hair tips. After standing up and shaking out his oversized T-shirt and slapping off the dust from his ripped jeans, he still felt like a trendy, cool young man~

Pity nobody was there to appreciate it.

To his left, Shen Mo was talking to the two new guys;

To his right, Bai Youwei was staring at the rules on the wall, remaining silent.

Even Pan Xiaoxin had something to do, taking notes on a small notebook beside Bai Youwei.

Tan Xiao thought for a moment, then leaned over to Bai Youwei and asked, “Weiwei… Are we really going to separate from Brother Mo?”

The several of them had always been together. Without Shen Mo, Tan Xiao felt uneasy.

“Yes.” Bai Youwei was looking at the game rules, her tone a little lonely, “There’s no choice. We need to have at least two kings. That’s the only way we stand a chance in the labyrinth war.”

“Oh… I know, you just said that.” Tan Xiao scratched his head, “If we only have one king, we’d have to win many games in a row to win. If we lose once, there’s no room for mistake. But if there are three kings and one loses, there are still two. Also, we can surrender to each other during the game. Is that the idea?”

“That’s just one of the reasons we’re splitting up… there’s another one…”

Bai Youwei pointed to a line in the rules, “Take a good look at this rule.”

Tan Xiao got a headache when he saw such dense explanatory text. He never even read the instruction manuals for appliances. But since Bai Youwei asked him to read, he had no choice but to go ahead and read it.

The rule read—

The war game itself provides no rewards, but the winning king can acquire spoils of war.

The spoils of war consist of two parts:

The first part, all puzzle pieces and items of the enemy king;

The second part, every subject of the enemy must contribute a puzzle piece.

Tan Xiao finished reading.

But he was still confused, not understanding how this related to them splitting up?

“Do you know why the ancient kings loved to wage war?” Bai Youwei looked at the rows of characters, her expression cold, “…Because war is the most efficient way to amass wealth.

If two kings went to war once, they could bring back 2 spoils of war. If they went to war twice, they could bring back 4 spoils of war, and if they went to war thrice, they could bring back 6 spoils of war. But if there was just one king, he would have only amassed 3 spoils of war by then…

With the exponential accumulation of spoils of war, the advantage will become greater and greater. The puzzle pieces can be used to recruit more subjects, and the items will increase the team’s survival rate. The games to follow will become easier.

So do you understand now? If there’s only one king, the later the game, the more difficult it will be!”

At this point, Bai Youwei paused, murmuring to herself in a low voice: “Of course… the risks are high…especially in the early stages of the game with no accumulation. It’s easy for everyone to get wiped out.”