Chapter 354: Clan Leaders Without Any Sense of Tension

"You're here."

Lan Qingyou turned her head and saw the crowd from Tarot Manor.

For example, 【The Lovers】 Freya, 【Chariot】 Olf, 【The Sun】 Ingrid, 【Magician】 David, 【Star】 Ruan Qingyi, and 【Pope】 Nemo.

After all, traveling was so convenient for everyone now. A simple packing was enough, it fundamentally didn't take much time.

"Huh! What about Empress and Justice? Didn't they say they were coming to join the fun too?"

After looking at the crowd, Gu Xiaobei asked in confusion.

"Uh... that's not right. Jiang... Empress was supposed to be with me."

Freya was also dumbfounded, because she had walked into the Teleportation Array together with Jiang Lan.

"...Let me see what the situation is."

"I didn't expect this place to still be the viewing area for the Clan Leaders of various races. No wonder you guys came later."

Gu Xiaobei muttered somewhat dissatisfiedly, then looked up at the few people in front of her.

Wasn't that so.

Every single one in front of her was either the Clan Leader of this race or the Clan Leader of that race.

Freya, Clan Leader of the Succubus Race; Olf, Clan Leader of the Titan Race; Ingrid, Clan Leader of the Medusa Race; David, Clan Leader of the Demonfolk...

And she herself was the Clan Leader of the Forest Elves. The two guys in front of her were one Witch Clan Leader and one Vampire Clan Leader.

But the most special ones were still Ruan Qingyi and Nemo, the two Clan Leaders of the Merfolk Race.

"But I saw it says you can come over through an invitation."

Freya, who was also looking at the card, straightforwardly clicked on invite.

Subsequently, she saw Jiang Lan, Riesling, Shang Chuan, and these Forest Elves appear on the Teleportation Array.

Of course, there were also Clan Leaders of some other races who appeared at the same time.

It was just that because Lan Qingyou's side had already gathered quite a few people, those who didn't know them fundamentally didn't come up.

"Empress, where were you guys teleported to just now?"

Freya asked curiously.

"I was teleported to the second level just now. The number of people there almost scared me to death."

Jiang Lan, who had just walked out, patted her chest.

As if she was really frightened by the sea of people scene just now.

True.

Generally speaking, people who like a pastoral lifestyle more or less somewhat dislike crowded places.

"Haha, it's alright. At least here you don't have to worry about being stolen from."

Riesling laughed loudly and walked over. After taking off his shoes, he directly plopped down next to a pot of braised pork knuckle, then took out bottles of wine from his card and handed them to everyone.

"With the Emperor's delicacies, how can my, Brother Justice's, fine wine be missing? Come, come, come, hand them out."

That action was as natural as if he was throwing a party at someone's house, giving off a feeling that he didn't take this tournament to heart at all.

"The Moon, didn't you say that as a merchant you don't like fighting and killing?"

After everyone had taken their seats, Ruan Qingyi jokingly asked Shang Chuan beside her.

"I originally thought so, but after thinking about it carefully, I found that there were huge business opportunities contained within, so I simply came over."

Shang Chuan didn't take Ruan Qingyi's teasing seriously at all.

Before, he really didn't want to come.

Mainly because this tournament was too rushed, and he estimated there wasn't much to see.

But later, after thinking about it, he felt there should be some opportunities, so the Cunning Merchant simply put down the work in his hands and made a trip personally.

After all, the people from the Manor were all here. He just didn't expect that teleporting from the harbor would directly take him to the second level.

"If my guess is correct, the second level is very likely for people with high levels who also have high prestige within the clan, or people like cadres."

Shang Chuan pushed up his glasses, then analyzed very rationally.

"Probably not."

Riesling, who had also been to the second level, shook his head. After throwing his head back and downing the wine in his glass in one gulp, he directly pointed at Shang Chuan with his glass.

"Although what you said fits the pyramid logic within a race very well, there is one fundamental point you forgot."

"Oh? What is it?"

Not to mention Shang Chuan, the others also became a bit interested.

"Strength."

Olf, who was beside him, grinned before Riesling even opened his mouth, and directly took over the conversation.

"Right!"

Riesling, who was preempted, wasn't displeased at all, but instead nodded in strong agreement.

"Unlike those situations passed down from the past where one inherited the position of Clan Leader, we Clan Leaders all conjured a race alive out of nothing through producing Evolution Items."

"Do you think people like this would be weaklings? Or to put it another way, do weaklings have the ability to produce Evolution Items?"

"If anyone can ultimately win the championship, then in my view, it will undoubtedly come from this level."

After finishing speaking, Riesling picked up the wine bottle and filled Olf's glass.

...

Riesling's words directly caused the tension of everyone on the cushions, and even the surrounding Clan Leaders who had already arrived, to increase by 1.

Because everything he said was a fact.

Mm... at least half a fact.

Just like what Riesling said, the Clan Leaders gathered here were indeed the most top-tier batch in this world.

But this 'strongest' needed to be discussed carefully.

It referred to research and development capabilities. To say their combat power was the strongest batch, that really wasn't necessarily true.

Thus, someone voiced an objection.

"This time it's combat power being compared. We Clan Leaders can at most only be considered the strongest batch in research and development capabilities, but when it comes to combat power, that really isn't necessarily true."

Following the sound of the voice, everyone looked towards the sound and saw a scene of about a dozen people gathered together.

Just like Lan Qingyou and the others, these people also set up a cushion and sat on the ground, but compared to Lan Qingyou and her group, their food and drinks were slightly shabby.

No...

It wasn't just them. The rest of the people in the venue now were largely identical but with minor differences.

Either in groups of two or three, or in groups of five or six gathered together.

Except for a very few who sat on the prepared chairs, the rest all sat on different cushions or simply spread a few more layers of cloth.

Lan Qingyou even saw someone directly sleeping on a bed.

There were also some who brought chaise longues like Lan Qingyou did before, except they were woven from rattan and bamboo.

As a result, this motley variety of seating made a perfectly good spectator stand look like they came out for a picnic, completely devoid of any sense of tension.

Of course.

This was only how it looked on the surface.

After all, everyone was a Clan Leader. Although it couldn't be said that swords were drawn and bows were bent, everyone didn't necessarily lack the intention of wanting to compete in their hearts.

No matter what, this tournament was convened to vie for the title of the 'Number One Race'.

So Lan Qingyou, the Witch boss of the Witch Race universally recognized by everyone as the 'Number One Race in the World', naturally received more people's attention.

And while others were paying attention to Lan Qingyou, she was also carefully observing these 'all sorts' of Clan Leaders.