"I hate it when people look at me with those eyes."
Lilith's voice was very soft, even carrying a hint of the crispness and tenderness unique to a child.
But at that exact moment, the nine Reincarnators felt a chill run down their spines.
Their gazes simultaneously fixed on the tips of their own toes, not daring to look in Lilith's direction again!
Only now did they belatedly realize just how overbearing and inviolable the inner nature of this seemingly soft and cute silver-haired little loli truly was.
That black guy...
He got what he deserved!
This thought flashed through everyone's minds in unison.
Usually, relying on having an SS-Rank Hunter for a father, he was accustomed to acting tyrannically in the real world, daring to show that nauseatingly greedy face in any situation.
Unfortunately, this wasn't a place his father could protect him.
The remains of that blonde idiot, sliced apart by the tail of that Alien Brachiosaurus just now, hadn't even gone cold yet, and this black guy still dared to... Tsk, a brain is a good thing to have.
Lilith didn't dwell on the matter, as if killing was just a common occurrence for her.
The flintlock pistol in her hand gave a gentle spin; driven by her will, it became like living liquid metal, rapidly flowing, extending, and restructuring.
In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a slender and exquisite dark-red bracelet, hovering around her wrist, though the bracelet did not directly touch her skin.
Instead, it was separated by an even gap of about two centimeters, as if held up by an invisible magnetic field, spinning gently with the subtle movements of her arm.
"If you want to cooperate, it's not impossible."
Lilith looked up, her crimson eyes sweeping across the nine Reincarnators, whose attitudes had already become incredibly respectful; her gaze was calm and devoid of ripples.
"But you must let me know what value you have."
"As for Points, I'm not lacking any."
Her tone was flat, cold, and a pure statement of fact.
The nine people looked at each other, quickly communicating with their eyes.
They had already personally experienced this powerhouse's dominance; Points truly held little meaning to her.
If they wanted to latch onto her, they had to offer something tangible and irreplaceable.
After a brief silence, a handsome young man who looked to be in his early twenties took a deep breath and stepped forward.
"My name is Forde."
His voice carried a hint of nervousness, but his articulation was clear.
"My talent is A-Level [Breeder]. I can formulate high-nutrition animal feed with special effects, accelerating the growth of pets or domesticated creatures, and have a certain probability of improving their aptitude."
As he reached the end, his voice grew smaller and smaller, and he unconsciously lowered his head.
An A-Level Talent sounded good, but Breeder belonged to the category of life talents.
In the current version of the Main God Game, this talent was almost equivalent to being useless.
No combat team was willing to bring along a burden who could only feed pets, and large Factions were even less likely to spend massive amounts of resources to cultivate a life profession that showed no immediate return.
Their team was only able to stay together because the captain and other members all had low-tier combat talents; they didn't look down on each other and huddled together for warmth.
This also meant they were forever destined to linger on the edges of dungeons, gnawing on the hardest bones for the smallest rewards.
But this was the only bargaining chip he could offer.
However, Lilith's crimson eyes narrowed slightly upon hearing the word 'Breeder'.
The Trading Platform indicated that the updates and iterations of the Main God Game had never stopped.
Since the Breeder talent existed, there was a high probability that pet systems, mount systems, and even independent biological combat unit systems would be opened in the near future.
And a ready-made A-Level Talent Breeder had strategic value far exceeding those SS-Rank Hunter with combat talents.
Forde kept his head lowered, waiting for the expected disappointment and rejection.
However, the one who spoke first was not Lilith, but Leah.
Leah stepped forward, her azure eyes filled with scrutiny as she sized Forde up from head to toe.
That gaze was professional and calm, as if evaluating Forde's inherent value.
"A life talent."
She spoke, her voice clear, carrying a serious tone as if receiving a guest.
"In the entire Apocalypse Base, such individuals are targets of key support. While their authority might not be high, their status and importance qualify them as strategic-level resources."
She tilted her chin up slightly, a faint smile on her lips.
"Tianqi has always treated life talents with courtesy, providing the highest specifications of security and resource allocation. Although your talent cannot yet fully realize its potential, my leader—"
Leah turned slightly and bowed toward Lilith.
"—has decided to officially requisition your talents."
"Welcome, Forde. You have passed the preliminary evaluation; the gates of Tianqi are open to you."
Forde jerked his head up, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Tianqi.
That was one of the most prominent Factions in America right now!
On the surface, it was in a powerful alliance with the Sentinel Alliance, and it already showed signs of integrating the new order of America!
What did it mean to be able to join Tianqi?
It meant a stable base, systematic cultivation, and high-end equipment; it meant transforming from a precarious vagabond at the bottom of dungeons into a member of the regular army!
And this girl before him, who looked even younger than himself, could actually represent Tianqi to make a formal recruitment promise... wait.
She just said— [My leader]!
With great difficulty, Forde's gaze moved from Leah to the silver-haired little loli behind her, who stood with her hands behind her back, expressionless, chin slightly tilted as she gazed into the distance, though she wasn't actually looking at anything.
She... is the leader of Tianqi?
Then isn't she—
The Hunter possessing an SSS-Level Talent!!!
Everyone's pupils constricted violently at the same time!
It felt as if their throats were being gripped by an invisible giant hand, making even breathing difficult.
They hadn't expected that the Tianqi Hunter, who was also SSS-Rank like America's SSS-Rank Hunter Forti...
...wasn't a ferocious and hideous giant, wasn't a cold and imposing young man, nor a mysterious black-robed elder.
It was this person before them, wearing a small white tank top and a black pleated skirt, wearing a wide-brimmed sun hat, barely over 1.3 meters tall, looking like she should be sitting in an elementary school classroom instead of standing on a battlefield... a silver-haired little loli?!
Among the nine, several even subconsciously rubbed their eyes!
However, that faint sense of trembling pressure radiating from her...
...as well as that Alien Brachiosaurus still quietly crouching nearby, were all silently proclaiming the truth.
This was real.
Absolute reality.
Absolute terror.
Lilith seemed oblivious to their shocked expressions.
Or rather, she was already used to it.
She still had her hands behind her back, her face slightly turned, her crimson eyes calmly sweeping over the four Reincarnators who had yet to express their stance, as well as the four teammates behind Forde who had complicated expressions.
She didn't say a word, but that unfathomable posture, coupled with the terrified and reverent expressions of those around her, heightened the atmosphere of a transcendent expert to the extreme.
Leah: "..."
Leader, can we please stop acting?
I personally saw you just earlier being publicly proposed to by a little boy while you were drinking milk tea, and you had a look of disgust saying he was just a brat.
Though she decided to take those memories to her grave.
Leah suppressed the overflowing urge to complain, maintained her professional smile as an adjutant, and silently labeled her leader as a little tsundere in her heart.
But she had to admit, this deliberately stiff and cool-acting appearance was indeed a bit cute.
She cleared her throat, pulling her attention back to the business at hand.