Dustin Sullivan said, "In a place like this, you can cooperate with some people to a certain extent, but with others..."
He paused, his gaze casually sweeping toward another corner of the cafeteria.
Seraphina Sullivan followed his line of sight.
There sat Harvey Fletcher, Henry Jennings, and another Player she hadn’t paid much attention to before, all huddled together and murmuring about something.
Harvey Fletcher wore that disingenuous smile that set one’s teeth on edge, while Henry Jennings looked sullen.
They seemed to have formed a small clique of their own.
Dustin Sullivan’s voice drew her attention back. "...are people you can’t trust your back to. In fact, you need to be on guard against them at all times."
His meaning couldn’t have been clearer.
Harvey Fletcher and his crew were dangerous and untrustworthy. By contrast, it was a much safer choice for the three of them to form a temporary alliance.
At least for now, they had no direct conflicts of interest, and their objectives were likely aligned.
Seraphina’s fingers tapped gently on the tabletop.
’Working with Lily Underwood and Dustin Sullivan means sharing the risks, but it could also mean exposing my hand.’
’But it would undoubtedly increase my chances of completing the high-difficulty tasks.’
’Especially when facing the potential threat from Harvey Fletcher’s crew.’
’There’s safety in numbers. It’s the smart move.’
’But I also have to ensure my own interests and safety are protected.’
After a moment of thought, she looked up, meeting their inquisitive gazes. "Alright, we can work together. But..." Her tone shifted. "I think our team needs one more person."
Lily Underwood and Dustin Sullivan’s eyes instinctively shifted to the trembling Ash.
Ash’s skin crawled as the two "powerhouses" stared at him.
He had no idea what Seraphina and the others were planning, but his gut told him he’d live longer if he stuck with them.
But being stared at by Lily Underwood and Dustin Sullivan, he could barely hold his spoon steady. He pointed at himself and stammered, "M-me?"
Terror was written all over his face.
Seraphina was speechless.
She just smiled without saying a word, but her expression made her meaning clear.
Ash instantly realized he’d misunderstood. His face flushed beet red, and he wished he could just bury his head in his bowl of Growth Potato mash, cringing so hard his toes curled.
’Of course, I’m not going to abandon Ash,’ Seraphina thought. ’For outsiders like us who don’t understand this world, Ash, one of the Native People, is quite useful.’
Ignoring Ash’s embarrassment, Seraphina turned her gaze to another corner of the cafeteria and gave a subtle nod in a specific direction.
Lily Underwood and Dustin Sullivan followed her line of sight.
She was looking at Sean Chandler.
The taciturn man who was eating alone in a corner.
As if sensing Seraphina’s summons, Sean Chandler looked up, his eyes meeting hers with perfect precision.


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