Global Game: I Can Choose Instance Rewards-Chapter 539 - 368: Ceasefire, Boss

"You few have some skills, so how about we call a temporary truce and deal with the indigenous people first? It’s just a survival instance, no need for us to fight to the death."

Feeling that the opponent was much harder to deal with than anticipated, this Xia Country gun player spoke up, not looking the least bit embarrassed about having attacked harshly.

"You killed one of our people and still want a truce!"

The frail white Mage immediately shouted angrily upon hearing this, his eyes scanning around, paying attention to the muscular indigenous youth hiding, as well as looking towards a certain tin house, where their summoner teammate was hiding.

"It was just a weakling! Even if we didn’t kill him, he would have eventually died in the instance! Continuing to fight might mean none of us will complete this instance!"

The Xia Country gunner responded without care, clearly didn’t value the black gun player he had previously killed. It was evident he was someone who valued strength—a necessity for negotiation; otherwise, he’d directly kill and seize equipment.

His statements seemed somewhat savage, but the white Mage and the white female Warrior fell into a brief silence.

Because he touched upon the key point: players team up to complete instances for maximum benefit and ensuring safe completion. Fighting over temporary conflicts is foolish.

"I also agree with a truce, but if you insist on fighting, I’ll accompany you; my profession is least afraid of a drawn-out battle."

A medium-height, slender Xia Country youth appeared in the air beside the Xia Country gunman. He was the Assassin earlier assigned to deal with the foreign summoner player, but judging by his appearance, this assassination did not go smoothly, or else he would have continued the ambush instead of showing himself.

The frail white Mage and the white female Warrior glanced over at the two, their gaze carrying anger but forced patience.

Although they had lost one teammate, the remaining strength gave them hope to fight these two Xia Country players, but the risks had to be carefully considered.

Everyone’s strength was formidable. A fight to the death at the start of the instance was too risky, potentially killing the opponent but failing to complete the instance due to the extensive depletion, succumbing under the pressure of the instance.

"How about it? In our country, there’s an old saying: ’No fight, no acquaintance.’ We have acknowledged your strength, and you have seen ours. Let’s promise not to infringe in this instance, shall we?"

Seeing the two foreign players becoming rational, the gun player in a trench coat with sunglasses took the opportunity to speak. He understood well that players at this level were likely to be relatively clever; those who charged forward brainlessly were long dead in low-level instances.

Then they saw the two on the opposite side whispering to each other, with some communication insects appearing around them—it was their summoner teammate communicating with them. A few seconds later, the leading frail white Mage spoke:

"We can agree to a truce, but you must return the equipment from our fallen companion. Otherwise, we three will never agree to peace in this instance!" 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

Even at this critical moment, they were still thinking about the equipment on their dead teammate, evidently highlighting player traits—pursuers of profit.

"Return the equipment? Haha, everything is in my personal space. If you have the capability, get it yourself; asking me to hand it over is wishful thinking."

The Xia Country Assassin player revealed a disdainful smile upon hearing this, aligning with his earlier indifferent attitude about fighting.

"Arrogant Xia Country folks! You just wait! We will avenge this someday!"

The strong white female Warrior replied viciously, but made no direct attack, indicating she was only issuing threats, not wanting to continue fighting.

Thus, signs of a ceasefire emerged in the player skirmish soon after the instance began, with players on guard against each other and keenly observing the remaining indigenous people’s situation.

For they had noticed these indigenous people were somewhat unusual, not attacking during the negotiation and that the muscular youth who fought the white female Warrior earlier was too low-key, even hiding in the distance.

Though indigenous people aren’t as critical as other types of instances in a survival instance unless they interfere with player survival, the players still sensed something was amiss.

Shortly after, when these temporary truce players were preparing to disperse, a figure suddenly fell from the dark night sky, emitting a chilling sound of alarm to all, alerting them to someone they hadn’t noticed above them all along!

"Outsiders, I had hoped you’d resolve things amongst yourselves, but you chose to stop... It’s very disappointing."

Underneath the night sky, a white lab coat-wearing, bespectacled indigenous youth slowly descended before them.

He looked like a young researcher but emitted a strong, restrained aura that was impossible to ignore, instantly drawing heavy attention from the five players present, including the foreign summoner player still hiding underground.

"Who are you? Are you planning to oppose us?"

The Xia Country gun player, already focused on strength, furrowed his brow with caution, questioning this person.

He could sense that this suddenly descended indigenous person’s strength was many times greater than any other indigenous people encountered before, suggesting they might be the real survival pressure the instance posed, making the response to this person very crucial.

"Who am I? Haha... Do you outsiders really concern yourselves with such questions? Aren’t we all insignificant in your eyes?"

The lab-coated, bespectacled youth emitted a light laugh, scanning each person from both sides, and each gaze imposed a heavy pressure on the corresponding player.

"Sir, you may have misunderstood! We hold no malice towards your domain; we attacked those people because they attacked us first. All fights were for self-defense! We have no intention of causing further conflict, and if we’ve caused any inconvenience, we can leave immediately!"

The frail white Mage urgently declared to this unexpected visitor. He deeply understood these instance mechanics; the instance purposely inserted a strong enemy to make things difficult. In survival instances without other clearance conditions or equipment drops, avoiding conflict with strong foes is crucial, or they’ll face severe consequences.

However, instance bosses often don’t heed clever tactics; their appearance sets the instance’s direction.

The strong-aura lab-coated youth sneered, then suddenly spread his arms and exclaimed:

"Outsiders! Let me witness your strength firsthand! Struggle! Run! All who can’t escape will become my research materials!"

Before he finished speaking, a dreadful weight enveloped all the players present! Suddenly, everyone felt an immense, painful pressure on their knees, forcing each to either crouch or fall to the ground.

"This is... a reinforced Gravity Field?! A Gravitational Field?!"

The Xia Country gun player instantly identified the boss’s attribute, indicating the opponent’s power was quite sophisticated. Likely, he was merely toying with them for now; serious engagement would be challenging.

"Bullet Time! Random Teleport!"

He decided without hesitation, not pausing for even half a second, using a precious item to make a quick escape.