"Pftt! Enough, Vexar..."
Chuckling to himself, Dhruv ordered the others to calm down.
When the room returned to normal, he looked at the others and muttered, "Sigh. Make it sixty percent, and we have a deal."
"That is preposterous, child! You can't just say whatever comes to your mind," Max replied, fuming to himself.
Dhruv knew this was bound to come; after all, he had demanded such a bizarre number that it was impossible for the ICA to agree to. Even if they agreed, there was nothing for him to lose here.
A steady supply of cores and other resources would come for free, and as for exp, the sea was littered with countless monsters, requiring clean-ups.
Now that fighting had occurred among them and only the strongest were left, there was no shortage of Tier IV monsters. If one were to look deep enough, they would encounter a Tier V as well, who knows, somewhere even a Tier VI can be found.
