Crime Prison Island
Chapter 105 - 39: Glass Cannon_2

Chapter 105: Chapter 39: Glass Cannon_2

Everyone on the glass team was numb—twenty-five people on the black team, and only five on the white team?

However, when she made that suggestion, the hammer-wielding man’s eyes lit up: "Then why leave five? Might as well bring them all to the black team, and leave the white team with no one."

But the twin-tailed woman rolled her eyes: "Are you stupid? It’s already been said that each faction can have a maximum of twenty-five people. If the white team cannot complete the minimum allocation, do you think the game will just end and let you win?"

"Maybe it will randomly draw fifteen people to the white team, and by then our teams might get broken apart, setting up a black versus white showdown."

The hammer-wielding man laughed: "Whatever, maybe it’s better if we’re scattered?"

The twin tails shook her braids: "I don’t want to split up; the four idiots behind me can’t do without me."

The four men in black vests behind her were expressionless, showing no emotional fluctuation from being called idiots.

"Leave at least five people for the white team, according to the rules. Everything else doesn’t matter, you decide."

"Anyway, I’m going to the black team."

With that, she walked straight toward the black corridor.

The hammer-wielding man waved his hand, clearing a path and letting the twin-tailed woman and her squad of five enter the base first.

Su Lei pursed his lips: "That woman is too lazy to make any moves. She doesn’t care at all about the result of the division. She’s too arrogant."

Dongfang Yi whispered, "What’s there to care about? Although the initial faction selection seems like it can be full of tricks, no one knows the specific rules or how the teams will be divided to benefit oneself."

"So, she doesn’t bother with any maneuvers at the start, and simply leads her team to choose a faction first. That’s the best choice."

"After all, her team is full of Radiations, considered a strong team. Wherever she goes, she won’t be ignored by others."

"If the people outside think having more people is better, they will naturally follow her to the black team. If they think fewer is better, they will all go to the white team, and she won’t be isolated, because there must be at least five glass people assigned to her."

"In any case, she won’t lose out. She just picks one first and leaves the troublesome negotiations to the folks outside, plus she gets to be the first to enter the base and familiarize herself with the layout."

Qiao Long said indifferently, "But we glass people don’t have such a privilege, otherwise it could result in the five of us being alone in one faction."

Meimei pursed her lips: "A strong person is the center wherever they go. As long as you make the choice first, others will naturally have to consider around you."

Dongfang Yi chuckled: "We don’t even know what the rules are yet. Maybe it would be better for the five of us to occupy a faction by ourselves?"

Just then, the hammer-wielding man loudly said: "We from the Viking Gang have also decided to join the black team. Additionally, we need fifteen more glass people, leaving only five for the white team..."

Many glass people immediately started self-recommending enthusiastically.

They claimed to be the most obedient, promising to follow orders, just wanting to survive, each acting as if spineless.

The hammer-wielding man laughed heartily and beckoned, choosing several to send through the black corridor.

Those not selected had tears in their eyes, including a thin and small youth who knelt on the ground begging.

"Please be merciful, big boss. I’m very obedient. I can’t die, I really can’t die."

The hammer-wielding man said disdainfully, "As if I can die? What rubbish are you spouting? Get lost to the other side."

The helpless youth slumped on the ground, his gaze blank, but quickly pulled himself together, fixed his eyes on the white door, and resolutely walked toward it.

Some were still pleading; the hammer-wielding man was being picky.

Soon the glass people’s ranks were in disarray.

Only Gao Xin’s team and another squad of glass people maintained a group of five; the other teams seemed to disband on the spot.

Gao Xin frowned: "Their team fell apart just like that?"

Qiao Long said, "There are two teams that are probably NPCs. They seem to have come as groups of five, but in reality, they might not know each other."

"Are NPC players forced to participate?" Gao Xin asked.

Qiao Long nodded: "Yes, but there is no mandatory coercion. Officials won’t exercise any power outside of the Silver Tower, so it’s mostly up to the local gangs in power to escort the NPCs. This is a cooperative relationship between the Silver Tower authorities and the local snakes."

"Each Silver Tower’s area only has one partner. Whichever force is strongest, that’s who gets the slot. It’s said they’re given quite a few redemption tickets; anyway, working for the Silver Tower is rewarded."

Qiao Long then proceeded to explain more about the NPCs.

Gao Xin lamented that NPCs had no choice in the difficulty level or whether to form teams or not; they were just there to make up the numbers.

This game had ten NPCs matched up, probably to be used as expendable material.

Wait, expendable material?

Gao Xin’s brow furrowed; the game was called "Glass Cannon," and the faction rules required at least five glass people—there must be a connection.

Could it be literal, that the glass people are the ’cannonballs’ for their respective factions?

The more glass people a faction has, the more ’cannonballs’ it has, and at least five cannonballs are needed, otherwise the game can’t proceed?

He immediately shared his guess, and everyone frowned deeply.

It couldn’t be that cruel, could it? What exactly does being a cannonball entail?

"If it’s only us five, we’re likely at a great disadvantage." Dongfang Yi immediately dismissed his earlier suggestion.

Qiao Long suddenly said, "Understood, leave it to me."

Without hesitating, he rushed to the still clustered group of glass people, pulling them aside to start talking.

Gao Xin knew this was about forming an alliance.

It was difficult to ally with the Radiations, and NPC players were unreliable, so the only option was to attract another group of regular players.

"What are you waiting for? You, you... and you guys, come over here." The hammer-wielding man continued to select people.

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