"THERE seemed to be someone who survived the storm after those people close the door to the ship."

  "Yeah, I got a glimpse of him. He’s wearing all black and doesn’t really look too friendly."

  "Do you think he will retaliate against those who closed the door earlier?"

  "Hmp! They deserved it. Acting like that as if they owned the ship. If we’re inside a story, they will definitely end up as cannon fodders."

  "What do you think that NPC meant by giving someone a ’reward’? And who’s this Razor anyway?"

  "Hey, I heard that the guy who survived alone at the deck during the storm is Razor."

  "Really?!"

  "Yeah. Someone was brave enough to ask him if he is Razor and the guy just nodded."

  "So, why did Captain Roger choose to reward him?"

  "Ahm, this is just my guess, but maybe because he survived the storm while on a disadvantaged situation, the NPC chose to reward him. After all, Captain Roger did say that he was entertained. Us, being holed up here during the storm, couldn’t possibly entertain him."

  "Wait- so, if that storm situation was some kind of game, then Razor was like the MVP?"

  "If you put it that way, then, yes, I guess."

  It’s not just this group who thought so. A lot of other players had the same idea. They were envious, of course. After all, this reward might be able to help them once they arrived at the island. They were feeling regretful on why they didn’t stay at the deck. Maybe now it would be them who would be receiving that reward.

  Most just had that envious mentality. But there were some who was thinking that they should probably think of a way to eliminate this Razor before they arrived at the island. That way, no one could have an advantage.

  One group of players who was thinking that way was the ones who closes the door and stood guard so that other players wouldn’t be able to try and open it. They were seething and green with envy. How they wished they could just throw that Razor to the sea.

  Then they suddenly heard someone saying not far from where they were;

  "If only that curly-haired angel didn’t mention anything about the players still on the deck maybe that stupid group of people wouldn’t be led by the nose and close the door. Then maybe now, no one would have that advantage."

  The group of players who had just been called ’stupid’ glared at the direction where the voice came from but didn’t saw anyone.

  "Who was that?!"

  "Don’t let me find out who it is or else I’ll definitely wreck them!"

  "Forget it. It’s obviously just a girl running her mouth off."

  "But she did have a point."

  "You mean we were just led into closing the door?"

  "Admit it, if we didn’t hear that Angel talk, we wouldn’t have thought of closing the door."

  After that player said that, they all turned to the direction of the golden-haired Angel. All of their gaze were pretty malicious. One could see that whatever they were thinking while looking at the Angel was nothing good.

  Luo Jin who had witnessed everything from a distance shook his head. Especially after seeing his brother almost skipping on his steps while walking back to the spot where he was. Because it showed that the other was in a pretty good mood right now.

  That’s right, Luo Yan was the one who said those things about the Angel, instigating that group of players to be antagonistic towards the other. He even purposely changed his voice into a higher pitch so that group would think that the one who spoke was a girl.

  "You seemed pretty happy," Luo Jin commented once Luo Yan reached him.

  "Of course. I finally let out my pent-up irritation. Who wouldn’t be happy with that?" Luo Yan said, not evading Luo Jin and happily admitting what he was feeling about what he just did. "Didn’t you want to punch that Angel? Now, that annoying group will do it for you."

  Besides, it’s good to have that Angel eat his own medicine.

  Luo Jin, once again, only shook his head. After the storm stopped and they heard what that Captain Roger said, his brother quickly moved towards that group of players and lingered around them. Probably waiting for the opportunity to instigate them. Once again, he witnessed his second brother’s dark side.

  Speaking of what that NPC captain said, he asked Luo Yan, "Do you also think that the reason Captain Roger gave a reward to that Razor because he survived the storm under such a disadvantaged situation?"

  "Yeah, I also think the same," Luo Yan answered. "It’s like the game’s way of saying that those who faced the trial that they would dish out from here on out would be rewarded."

  And because of that, most of the players here would definitely no longer play it safe once this ship faced another obstacle. As evidence of how a lot of players rushed out to the deck.

  "So, should we also fight for those rewards?" he asked his younger brother.

  Luo Jin looked up at his brother. "Why do I have the feeling you would still fight for it even if I say ’no’?"

  Luo Yan only grinned at him, confirming his guess. "But let’s pick one that would give a reward that we could share."

  Although Luo Jin was not sure if there could really be a reward like that, he still nodded. He had already learned that it’s better to just nod to whatever idea his brother had.

  "Let’s go and see the hero of the hour," Luo Yan said referring to the player Razor.

  They walked towards the deck. The rain was still drizzling but it was not as strong as it was earlier. They immediately saw the person they were looking for by following the gaze of the players around.

  Just like what they’d heard, this Razor guy was wearing all-black. The only thing visible on his face was a pair of indigo eyes. He started walking towards the inside of the ship. Many players tried to talk to him but all of them were ignored. As if the other didn’t hear them.

  He passed-by where the Luo brothers were. And Luo Yan was not sure if it was just his imagination but he thought he saw and heard the other yawning.

  Luo Yan didn’t have time to confirm that because he suddenly heard a melodious singing voice out of nowhere.