The dragon just wants to stay at home, but the players are frantically upgrading their technology.

"Wait, did fellow villagers Long and Sylvia run away?"

Zhan Shuai turned to look at Bai Xiong with a look of astonishment.

"Yes!"

The polar bear, completely oblivious to anything amiss, nodded blankly, tapping its chin with its finger, a look of reminiscence on its face.

"My fellow villager Long said in the group chat that a Tier 5 epic-level being has arrived on the main battlefield between humans and demi-humans in the west. He and Sylvia ran away without hesitation in order to protect the players' lives."

After saying that, the polar bear added, "These are the exact words of my fellow villager, Dragon!"

As Bai Xiong spoke, Zhan Shuai's smug smile vanished.

His smile didn't disappear; it simply shifted to the face of someone who believed that justice was paramount.

"No way, how can my fellow villager Long be so shameless and cowardly?"

Zhan Shuai looked pained and couldn't help but complain: "I compiled a list of good books from modern online novels to persuade Sylvia and my fellow villager Long, but you two just ran away without a word."

"They didn't stay silent at all; they said it in the group chat."

The white bear's innocent finishing blow.

"You miscalculate even when you're wrong?"

"Justice is the best policy" smiled and walked back from the doorway, saying quietly as he passed Zhan Shuai.

Once back in the playful group of players, Koujingjizhengyi sat down next to Baixiong, reached out, scratched Baixiong's chin, and asked with a smile, "Baixiong, you've been quite busy this afternoon. Why did you decide to check the group chat?"

"Don't the big shots and others always say I don't check the group chat? I just log off from time to time to see if there are any important messages."

The polar bear purred like a puppy in the arms of Justice, and said contentedly.

"Oh, it looks good! You have to watch the group chat, not not watch it."

Hearing the words "Justice is the Truth" coming from afar, the war commander walked out of the main tent dejectedly.

Night had just fallen outside, and the moon and stars were few.

The moonlight dappled down, illuminating a clear, bright earth.

"I never expected my fellow villager Long to be so cowardly and arrogant!"

Looking at the boundless night sky outside, Zhan Shuai sighed, his expression melancholy and wistful.

However, before the war commander could finish his lament, two figures approached from afar.

Upon closer inspection, Zhan Shuai, relying on the kobolds' exceptional dark vision, was able to clearly see who had approached.

It was Grayson and Daros.

The two of them certainly didn't come to plot a rebellion.

Many players have chaotic schedules, with all sorts of things, including Finley's gnoll warriors taking turns.

If someone plots a rebellion, news of it will reach his ears before he even takes any action.

"Why are you two here instead of sleeping?"

Zhan Shuai entered the tent and looked for the strange stone that was known as the "Pipeline is Justice".

Upon reaching the second tier, he could freely control his magic power and was also able to use the Language Proficiency Stone with some difficulty.

Naira handed the Language Proficiency Stone to the Path of Justice, and having already learned Chinese, he took the initiative to take on some tasks involving communication between players and gnoll NPCs.

"This was at dusk, when my men received the wood they were collecting and handed it over to me."

Daros, who was in the lead, walked up to the War General and handed him a note.

When he received the note, he confirmed that it was indeed written by someone from the Northern Army.

Some of the vocabulary and terminology used in it can only be understood by those who have served in the military.

Initially, he considered rebelling again and defecting to the Northern Army.

After all, as a former soldier, he knew that the Northern Army was terrible, but its strength was undeniable.

Moreover, it's not a good idea for a human to have so many subordinates following the kobolds all the time.

But recalling the War General's unpredictable schemes and tactics, and the possibility of a traitor disguised as a kobold, he still decided to hand over the note.

"They said they were from the Northern Army and that we should cooperate with them."

Seeing Zhan Shuai take the note, Daros stared at Zhan Shuai's expression. He looked calm, but the way he unconsciously rubbed his hands between his thighs betrayed his nervousness.

Holding the paper, he opened it and glanced at it. After discovering that it was written in Kossiah script, which he couldn't quite understand, Zhan Shuai casually said, "Then you can cooperate."

Upon hearing this, Daros stiffened, his expression changed, and he knelt down on the ground with a thud.

"My lord, I am utterly loyal to the Blackscale Dog-Headed Man, as the sun and moon bear witness, as heaven and earth can see! How could I possibly betray the Blackscale Dog-Headed Man!"

Daros bowed low and earnestly pledged his loyalty.

He didn't think it was anything that humiliated a soldier's dignity.

After all, the Northern Army of Kossia didn't have that thing.

Moreover, he also bowed his head and sold his dignity all the way through his childhood.

What difference would it make if I betrayed them again?

"Me too! Me too!"

Grayson, who was kneeling down with him, was flustered, his mouth trembling.

"Hehe~ Who are you trying to fool?"

Zhan Shuai sneered disdainfully, stepped forward, and looked down at the two of them from his superior position.

"If you weren't afraid of the illusionary substitution technique I showed you last time, would you be so obedient?"

"My lord, we are utterly loyal to the Blackscale Dog-Headed Men! Utterly loyal!"

Both of them were covered in cold sweat and kept kneeling and kowtowing.

What could they say to the war commander? They could only kneel down and pledge their loyalty.

"You are loyal? Not loyal to our Blackscale Clan?"

Seeing the two of them, Zhan Shuai leaned against the tent post, tossing the language-knowing stones up and down, and asked with a smile.

"They're definitely loyal to the Blackscale Clan."

Daros straightened up and laughed, sensing that the War General was joking.

"No...I wouldn't dare..."

Grayson, slow to react, only realized what Daros was saying after hearing it. He straightened up, scratched his head, and laughed.

"General Zhan, you are so humorous."

"Don't flatter me."

Zhan Shuai waved his hand to help the two up, and smiled as he patted the dust off their clothes.

"It's too early to talk about loyalty now, but the fact that you handed me this note shows that you are smart people."

Withdrawing his hand, Zhan Shuai looked down at the note Daros had just handed him, extending two fingers and rubbing them together.

"I once met someone who wasn't very smart, and well..."

The War General looked up, his gaze passing over Daros and landing on Grayson.

“I think Mr. Grayson is well aware of this.”

Upon hearing this, Grayson shuddered, his eyes filled with fear, as he thought of Frye, who had come into contact with the kobolds with him.

Frye was killed by the kobolds because he betrayed them.

He realized from the moment Frye was kicked out of the deal with the Kobolds that the Kobolds never intended to let Frye go.

As expected, Frye eventually died, killed by greed and his reliance on others.

"Understood, we will definitely not follow in Frye's footsteps."

Grayson lowered his head, and Daros echoed him.

"You are all very smart."

Zhan Shuai smiled, casually tossed the note to Daros, and said, "But smart people should know that there's no future in following us kobolds. You'll eventually want to go back to human society."

Daros, who swiftly snatched the note, suddenly changed his expression and almost knelt down again, but was fortunately supported by Zhan Shuai.

“For example, Grayson has always been eyeing the Baicheng refined salt agency rights that we promised him.”

Zhan Shuai glanced at Grayson, then helped him up first, speaking in a low voice.

"But if he can't go back to White City, can't go back to human society, what use is tens of thousands of tons of refined salt if he gets the agency rights?"

Helping up Daros on the other side, the Warmaster raised his hand to stop Daros and Grayson from uttering words of loyalty.

"This is our test for you, and also your opportunity to return to White City, to human society, and even to a higher level."

The War General pointed to the note in Daros's hand, his tone calm.

"Cooperate?"

Daros blurted out the words, looking down at the crumpled note that was almost turning into shreds, his eyes flickering uncertainly.