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At this time, I felt a little enlightened as I realized that Snake Ancestor’s behavior was all about the balance between principle and trust. When I did things, trust was always greater than principle. As long as I trusted a person or found them intuitively trustworthy, then I wasn’t worried about principles, and could run around with them. But this obviously wasn’t the case with Snake Ancestor.

This was almost like seeing a new world, because I usually ignored people who had such different personalities. But this time, I had to live in some strange young man’s body. No matter how pedantic I thought he was, I was finally getting to know how someone else in the underworld lived.

Needless to say, most of the world was made up of such people, which helped maintain the basic order. If there were as many people like me, then the whole underworld system—which operated on potential rules— would no longer exist.

When it came to hiring lamas, the rule was that the lamas needed to obey the iron chopsticks’ command and complete their own work. In exchange for following this insurmountable rule, the iron chopsticks would ensure the lamas’ safety. Of course, lamas often died, but good lamas would look at how the lamas’ hired by these iron chopsticks ended up. If the previous lamas had frequently died, then who would want to participate?

Generally speaking, people were willing to work with two kinds of iron chopsticks: one was the new chopsticks, who had never hired someone before; the other was the old chopsticks, who were the famous grave robbers. With the new chopsticks, the lama group would have equal distribution interests, the iron chopsticks’ control would be low, and the lamas would be able to take more than the chopsticks in the later part of the operation. With the old chopsticks, the success rates were higher, they had stronger control, and whether you came back alive depended on your own luck and skills. No one could blame anyone.

Of course, there were some masters who especially liked to hire lamas like Chen Pi Ah Si. Even though the group might have initially set out with ten people, only two or three would return. But those that survived would often get enough money to be set for life.

These kinds of people were either very confident in themselves, or eager and greedy. Or really desperate. But the desperate ones couldn’t be underestimated, either. Although their skills weren’t good, their lack of concern meant there was a chance they could still get things done.

This time, the lama group seemed to belong to the second category. The iron chopsticks here had strong control, and the lama group paid special attention to unity, so they would be relatively safe as long as they listened to him. Based on this principle, acting in a unified manner was practically iron law. It had been well executed along the way, but two people in the lama group suddenly started moving freely as if nobody else was there. It was the kind of thing that would really surprise others, but it also reflected how strong Iron Chopsticks’ control was. Although it was very rare for a member to suddenly start moving on his own, Iron Chopsticks still made a very clear judgment—if you didn’t obey, you would die.

As a result of this, I realized that Poker-Face’s and Little Brother Zhang’s overall behavior here was the same as when we had gone to the Seven Star Lu Palace before. At that time, we weren’t hired lamas, but Uncle Three’s own buddies, while Chen Pi Ah Si lent Poker-Face out. He was obviously using Poker-Face to buy shares in Uncle Three’s team.

But Poker-Face’s behavior at that time was almost the exact same as it was now.

Through this comparative analysis, I had almost reached a conclusion: Poker-Face didn’t enter this lama group simply for his own livelihood or to travel the country. Just like when he had mixed in with Uncle Three’s team, he had his own purpose for joining this operation.

The Zhang family seemed to be just like those sharksuckers in the sea, attaching themselves to various groups, absorbing intelligence, concealing themselves while simultaneously saving money, and immediately separating once they entered the scene so that they could start working on their own goals. The speed with which they moved was beyond ordinary people’s comprehension, and they would have already entered the second or even third stage by the time others reacted.

Jiutou Yandai and his group here today would be Uncle Three and us in the future. I would be completely passive at that time, but right now, I had finally chosen the right path to follow Poker-Face’s footsteps.

If only I could control Snake Ancestor, I said to myself, why the fuck are you wasting time here? All of the snakes on Snake Ancestor’s body were restless as he stared at the cliff above. If Pampered Guy didn’t have any superior skills, then these snakes would be really hard to defend against. Just as I was starting to get anxious, I saw him reveal the iron piece under his tongue, and then spit out a small hexagonal bell earring that had also been under his tongue. As he put it on and smiled, a slight breeze caused the faint sound of the bell to spread through the air.

That smile was so evil, but I couldn’t help wanting to laugh at how ridiculous it seemed. How many things did he have in his fucking mouth?

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Sorry to ditch you guys yesterday. I unexpectedly ended up working 11 hours _(:」∠)_ and couldn’t bring myself to deal with the clusterfuck of the MTLs lol. But good news!!!! Tiffany’s caught up!!!!! And she’s offered to help translate some of the extras when she’s got some free time!! We don’t deserve her (Ｔ▽Ｔ) She’s got full discretion to do whatever stories she wants so she’ll send them my way, I’ll scope them out, and then publish them for you all to read. You can just randomly check the Daomu Biji Extras tab if I forget to let you all know (because I’m not linking them in these chapters since they’re not in order or anything). She’ll probably do some of the ones before “Ten Years Later” or “Sand Sea” but there’s no fixed schedule or anything (she’s helping us out, so she can do whatever she wants lol). Be sure to thank her!!! (＾▽＾)

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