Survival at Sea: I Became Number One by Growing Mushrooms

After repeated provocations and insults, she still claims to be sincerely cooperating. Only a fool would believe that. Does she look like a fool?

Xu Jiawei prepared to leave with her people. She had finally figured it out: cooperating with this group was not as good as going it alone. Going it alone meant she didn't have to worry about being stabbed in the back, and at least she wouldn't be used as cannon fodder.

Now she could see perfectly well that these people just wanted to use them as cannon fodder.

The older woman took a few steps forward, then bowed: "I apologize for these guys' foolish behavior."

"Aunt, why are you siding with those lowly people..." The royal prince couldn't sit still any longer and tried to stop her, but the lady glared at him and said, "That's how your father and mother taught you. Apologize!"

The royal prince was very dissatisfied, but this aunt was a notoriously ruthless person, and he was still somewhat afraid of her.

But he knew it was impossible for him to apologize to these inferior beings. He immediately struggled and said, "I refuse to accept this. I am an 82-level mage. I cannot accept apologizing to a 70-level inferior being."

This remark did not offend Xu Jiawei, but it did offend the nobles who were over level 70. They glared at her angrily, but fearing the power of the royal family, they could only swallow their anger.

Rather than following these disrespectful royals, it's better to cooperate with weaker players; at least they won't utter such derogatory terms.

With a single sentence, the prince offended half of the nobles present. Although these people were not strong individually, they combined to form a formidable force.

Seeing the angry expressions on everyone's faces, the older woman frowned. What a fool! One sentence had offended most of them. Her voice grew even harsher: "Apologize!"

The prince said aggrievedly, "Aunt, why are you siding with those lowly people? We are high-ranking nobles. It's an insult to our status to associate with them." The prince didn't realize he was wrong; perhaps this was the kind of education he had received.

A person cannot imagine things they have never seen. He has been exposed to information about people other than nobles, and everyone else is considered inferior. So naturally, he cannot perceive any problem with this statement.

"Oh, you're so noble, why don't you go and deal with the Dark God yourself? What are you doing here having a meeting?" The older woman was very clear-headed. She hated these self-righteous fools the most. They all thought they were extraordinary, but they were as stupid as pigs. They couldn't even see that they had offended half of the nobles. What else could they be but fools?

The prince was annoyed by his aunt's retort, but he didn't know how to refute her. He could only glare at Xu Jiawei and say, "Hey, you lowlife, fight me. If you win, I'll apologize to you. If you lose, crawl out of this conference hall."

Xu Jiawei almost laughed in anger: "Why should I fight you? What's the point of your apology?"

Xu Jiawei calmed the barely suppressed anger of the people behind her and mouthed, "Trust me."

"I'm telling you, you lowly person, don't go too far! You're not just scared, are you?"

"It is an honor for you to have the opportunity to receive an apology from Prince Henry," many high-ranking nobles stood up and criticized.

So this arrogant prince is actually named Henry.

"Hmph, your royal family doesn't take our association seriously at all." The president of the Apothecary Association immediately slammed his fist on the table and stood up. How dare they bully their association's elders right in front of him? Did they think he was dead?

The association is now strong enough. Although it only has two top-tier members, Grace and Mo Feng, it has more mid-level members between levels 80 and 85 than these nobles. On the contrary, the nobles lack mid-level members and are facing a generational gap.

Although those who join the association are all nobles, their ties with their families have weakened. If they want to advance to the higher levels of the association, the first thing they must do is to sever ties with their families.

This also ensures, to some extent, that everyone in the association is one of their own.

Xu Jiawei sighed, "Now I have someone protecting me."

All the association members stood up, with those level 80 and above making up about half of the attendees. The association had emptied its coffers to support these players.

What's so great about these players? Why do they all like them? And that Mushroom God, who is clearly their own god, is closer to these players. These players must have bewitched him. Inevitably, a feeling of jealousy arose in the prince's heart.

But seeing so many level 80+ players backing them up, even this arrogant prince felt a little intimidated.

But in front of so many nobles, he couldn't back down: "What do you want?"

Finally, the players exchanged glances, and the diplomat stepped forward and said, "We sincerely want to cooperate, but your attitude has made us realize that you are not worthy of our cooperation. We have no need to engage in this ridiculous competition with you."

This is a shared sentiment among many players: if they were to back down and choose to cooperate with these guys, then the players would be the next to perish.

As for the previously decided exchange plan, they have no intention of bringing it up.

"Then let's let our strength speak for itself. Let's decide this with this match. If we lose, we'll give you this opportunity for equal cooperation, and you'll become our closest partners." This time, an even older man stood up. He was dressed much more noblely than the others, wearing a crown, and appeared to be the king of a very powerful country.

Sure enough, after this person finished speaking, the other nobles were like chickens with their necks choked, unable to croak, and all lowered their heads.

"Okay, it's a deal, let's make a contract then," Xu Jiawei said, finally getting what she wanted.

This person said that to test his own strength and see if there was any need for cooperation.

If she can't even beat Prince Henry, and yet she thinks about cooperating with these nobles on an equal footing, it's laughable.

Prince Henry was overjoyed. He was a level 82 genius, a rare talent that only appeared once in a century. He had reached level 82 at the age of 100. Dealing with this lowly person who was only level 70 was a piece of cake.

Soon, a palace attendant presented the contract. Xu Jiawei glanced at it, saw no problems, and signed it. The others followed suit.

Prince Henry glared at her with a sinister grin, determined to make this arrogant and ignorant lowlife kneel and beg for mercy.

Mo Feng and Grace sat in the corner, simply smiling, their expressions unchanged.

"Mo Feng, who do you think will win?"

"Sister Grace already has the answer in her heart, doesn't she?" Mo Feng said with a smile.

"That Prince Henry may be of a higher rank, but he's not very capable. He's just a pretty face with no substance. He underestimates our apprentice; he'll suffer for it." Mo Feng relaxed his posture. Things were progressing more smoothly than they had imagined. It seemed that there were some sensible people among these nobles.

This is a good opportunity for his young apprentice to put an end to their arrogance. He has long been disgusted by these parasites. Although he is also of noble birth, he has long severed ties with his family. Since his mother was forced to her death, he has never had any contact with that family again.

Many people in the association are similar to him.