One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

"Your Behemoth SP potions aren't made by drinking plain water. If we really fight to the death, even if we can send you all back to your homeland, we ourselves will suffer at least some damage and lose 20-30% of our combat power, right?"

Upon hearing Zhang Chulan's boastful analysis of combat strength, William's brows relaxed slightly.

The fact that the other party was not blindly arrogant actually increased the credibility of their words.

“What does this have to do with our cooperation?” William asked coldly.

"It's a very important relationship!"

Zhang Chulan lowered his voice and glanced around furtively, as if afraid of being overheard:

"Brother William, have you forgotten that there are more than just our two families on this wretched island!"

"Where are the British alchemists? Where are the local Japanese thugs?"

Zhang Chulan reached out and drew a large circle in the air:

"Think about it, brother. If our two families fight here and both of us are severely injured and have revealed all our cards, then we're in trouble."

"When we finished the fight and were all panting on the ground, those British guys, with their fully-trained team, suddenly jumped out from some corner..."

Zhang Chulan clapped his hands together, making a crisp sound:

"Slap! The fisherman has reaped the benefits! They easily took both of our families and carried us away, stepping on our faces to get the Longevity Elixir!"

"What the hell is this called? This is called making a wedding dress for someone else!"

These words were incredibly insightful and hit the nail on the head.

Upon hearing this, William's expression finally softened noticeably.

Of course he knew what kind of person Serko was.

Those British guys always liked to scheme from behind the scenes; they were masters of underhanded tactics.

If, as Zhang Chulan said, the two teams fight to the death here, it would be a classic case of the snipe and the clam fighting, only benefiting the British team!

"Old Zhang is right."

Wang Ye, who was standing at the back, also started to play along perfectly.

He slowly walked to Zhang Chulan's side, yawned, and looked exhausted.

"Captain William, we're all just trying to make a living, why do we have to fight to the death?"

"I've just recovered a bit, and I really don't want to fight anymore. It's too much of a mental drain. If we can solve something with words, let's not resort to violence."

Zhuge Qing also added insult to injury with a smile:

“Yes. As far as I know, the Emerald Society’s alchemical fortification warfare is notoriously difficult. If they have laid traps in advance, it would be too risky for just the four of you, or even just the five of us, to go through them.”

"But if our two companies join forces..."

Zhuge Qing's fox-like eyes curved slightly, revealing a hint of cunning: "Nine top experts, that's enough to make us run rampant in this temple."

The three shrewd players from the Chinese team worked together to break down the pros and cons of the situation and present them directly to William.

William remained silent.

Lucy, who was behind him, moved closer and glanced warily at Chen Duo, who was standing in the distance.

“Captain,” Lucy said quickly in a low voice in English:

"That Chinese girl's abilities are too unfair. If a fight really breaks out, we'll be at a huge disadvantage."

William took in his men's reactions.

He is an absolute opportunist.

Weighing the pros and cons, forming an alliance with the Chinese team and first eliminating the British and Japanese teams is indeed the option with the highest survival rate and greatest benefits at present.

As for the trust issues after the alliance?

Oh.

We're all old foxes, why bother with ghost stories?

Once the other teams are wiped out and we're on the throne, when it's time to turn hostile, William's knife will be faster than anyone else's!

"it is good."

William finally put away the dagger.

His face once again displayed that approachable, sunny smile, and he extended his right hand to Zhang Chulan.

"Brother Chu Lan, your suggestion is very constructive."

"Behemoth has always been happy to work with intelligent people. We are unbreakable allies until we see the final prize."

"Ah! That's more like it! Brother William is definitely a man who can accomplish great things!"

Zhang Chulan grabbed William's hand and shook it vigorously twice, laughing with genuine enthusiasm.

"Don't worry! With our two strong teams joining forces, who cares about the British or Japanese teams? They're just roadside trash! We'll crush them all!"

Their hands were clasped tightly together.

Zhang Chulan and William looked at each other, their smiles growing brighter and brighter.

But deep within their eyes as they looked at each other.

But at the same time, a sinister glint flashed in his eyes: "Just wait and see how I'll trick you to death."

Now that a "friendly alliance" has been reached, the atmosphere between the two teams is no longer so tense.

"Brother William, now that we're in this together, what's the next step?"

Zhang Chulan naturally moved closer to William, appearing eager to learn.

"This temple gets increasingly eerie the higher we go. That last stretch of stairs almost killed us. Do you have any high-tech equipment that could help us scout the way ahead?"

William didn't hold back either; he gestured to Hank beside him.

Hank immediately pulled out a tablet-like detector from the metal box on his back and scanned the surrounding area.

"The spatial structure above is very stable, without the magnetic field interference of spatial inversion that we just experienced."

William looked at the data on the instrument and pointed to a huge stone door at the end of the platform:

"Go through that door, and we should be able to reach the core area of ​​the temple soon."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!"

Zhang Chulan waved his hand, making a very magnanimous "please" gesture:

"Brother William, you guys are well-equipped and have heavy firepower. This glorious task of clearing the way is entrusted to you."

We'll provide cover for you from behind, ensuring not even a fly can sneak up on you!

William's eye twitched.

This kid really doesn't hold back when he's ordering people around.

But in order to seize the initiative, he didn't say much and led his team toward the stone gate first.

Zhang Chulan and the others followed leisurely behind.

Wang Ye leaned closer to Zhang Chulan and whispered:

"Old Zhang, are we really going to let them scout ahead? What if there really is a longevity potion inside, and they just grab it and run away?"

"run?"

Zhang Chulan gave a cold laugh, his voice extremely low.

"Is the threshold of this temple so easy to cross?"

"Those little devils brought us here, they're definitely up to no good at the last minute."

"Let these few American soldiers go and test the waters for us. If they find something good..."

Zhang Chulan touched the watermelon knife at his waist, his eyes gleaming mischievously:

"Then let's not pretend anymore, let's take them all!"

Hank pushed open the heavy stone door with all his might.

Accompanied by a dull grating sound.

The scene behind the door was now fully revealed to the nine people.

……

Chapter 380 Mirror Corridor, Reality Reigns Supreme!

at the same time.

In the upper level of the Takamagahara Shrine, in a long, dark corridor.

The Japanese team is currently far ahead, completely outpaced.

There are no lights left on either side of the corridor.

But Abe Genji, who was walking at the very front of the procession, was holding a small, ancient octagonal bronze mirror that radiated a soft golden light.

By the light of the bronze mirror, the road ahead seemed peaceful and serene.

"Brother Yuanyi, Grandpa and the others were truly farsighted!"

Miyamoto Sakura walked in the middle of the group, her hands behind her back, her steps light and quick.

Looking at the unobstructed passage ahead, she couldn't help but giggle with pride:

"This [Mirror of Truth] is simply a cheat code! The horde of corpses below didn't even attack us; we just passed through smoothly."

"Yes."

Ashiya Ryo stood with his hands behind his head, a toothpick dangling from his mouth, his face radiating arrogance and disdain.

"This temple is a relic left by our ancestors in Japan. We hold the key in our hands, which means we are going home."

As for those teams, the Chinese team and the American team... humph, they're probably still down there fighting to the death with those rotten bones, maybe even losing their lives in the process.

Walking at the very back, Makoto Ito remained silent, like a taciturn man, only popping a piece of chocolate into his mouth and nodding quietly.

"Don't let your guard down."