GREED: ALL FOR WHAT?



The pill he found won't actually heal him. It will only make him feel as if he is uninjured and help him continue fighting by being unaffected by his injuries. 

The pill is useless normally but he is not injured at all so it is more than useless to him. If he had weapons and armor, he might not need pills. Unfortunately for him, the forces that be of this world are against him and they have decided that he is better with pills than armor or weapon.

'I expected things to work out for me but it seems that even the sage cannot modify the rules. Either that, or I was being completely paranoid and the first sage doesn't care about the competition. I hope it's the second option." He thought to himself.

He postulated that the sage is teasing him with the false law of order so that he will work hard to win the challenges. He expected the sage to make things go his way to that end but they haven't. Instead, things have been difficult for him. The arena spirits are currently doing their best to eliminate him despite being made from the false law of order of the sage. 

He faced some problems in the first challenge too. The dragon had a fake weakness. He thought it was normal but the antagonistic arena spirits are making him realize that either the sage doesn't care about him winning or the sage cares but can't make things easy for him. 

He finds it difficult to believe that the sage doesn't care about him winning considering everything the sage has done to make him participate in the competition. The sage told him during the first meeting to win the competition and during the second meeting to go ahead and pick up other threads. So if the sage wants him to win and yet, cannot make things easy for him, then something about this competition has tied the hands of the sage. 

It means this competition is bigger than he expected. He doesn't want that. It could also be that the sage is using this competition to test him. It could be anything when it comes to the sage or it could be everything because the sage can achieve numerous objectives with one move.

He asked himself. "I wonder what this is all about." 

Then he shook his head. "I'll find out when I win. I just have to focus on that."

He knows he might be overthinking things. This competition might just be what it is, a Unified Skill Index. It is just a simple competition to decide who gets the plots of land around the tower of trials and he is here to endorse the competition or something. He might be targeted because of what he did with the law matrix since it is technically cheating. The reality of the situation could be that simple.

Besides, a good victory is one where it is earned against a good enemy. Maybe that's why things are being difficult for him. There might be sages currently watching the competition and accessing him. It could be that he is supposed to impress them or prove to them that he is worthy of being a sage.

There are a lot of conjectures that he can come up with so he decided to give up on speculation and focus on what he cares about which is winning. Everything will become clear when he wins. It is also the only thing that he can act upon and change. So it is a better use of his time than worrying.

He moved on to look for loot boxes. He found more useless pills after that. Just one of them in many loot boxes.

"They are officially wasting my time." He muttered to himself.

He was in the midst of breaking a loot box just for the fun of it when he sensed someone approaching him very quickly. He paused to look in the direction of the person. This person is running straight for him. He moved away from his position but the person also changed their direction to head directly toward his new position.

"Interesting. So this is what they are up to." He commented dryly.

He found it interesting that someone is after him specifically and that person can also track him with high accuracy. There are thousands of competitors around but he has been singled out. He can tell that someone is coming at him through his control over the law matrix of the arena. It extends his senses far beyond their normal range. Even then, he doesn't know who the person is because he loses accuracy the farther out he senses, and yet, this person can track him easily.

It cannot be a coincidence. He can't be having the worst luck in loot and then have someone randomly choose to hunt him when he is at his weakest. The arena spirits must have planned it or they at least had a hand in it.

He shook his head. "It can't be a coincidence."

His conjecture was proving to be right when he sensed armor and a weapon on the person coming for him. He doesn't have any weapon and hasn't found anything to increase his power or help him but this person is fully decked out. It can't be a coincidence and he refuses to believe otherwise. 

He shrugged and said, "This should be interesting at least. And if it goes well, I will get some good things from the enemy."

Then he continued towards the next loot box while his enemy closed in on him. The grassland he is in is very large. There are no trees or structures to block his sight so he can see very far. He can see a tiny dot rushing toward him. The presence of an enemy didn't stop him from appreciating the grass on the ground though. He felt no need to be anxious or afraid. His intuition is not raising any alarms. The person is not a danger to him.