"By the way," Zhenyuan was still obsessed with tiger: "Can't tiger estimate the psychological endurance of team members and then maximize their potential? Is it okay for brother poseidon?"

"Ah?" Milk Tea immediately expressed her interest: "Do you want to do a psychological test?"

"No." Yang Hai refused: "I can, but I won't do that."

"If this is good for FD..." the captain said hesitantly.

"Every professional player has his own game philosophy," Yang Hai explained: "So everyone's style is different. Tiger is a great professional player. His style belongs to him. Even if others follow him, they are just imitating him. Besides, I don't agree with tiger's approach at all."

"But the winning rate of the tiger boss in the IEC war is as high as 90%. " Zhenyuan reminded.

"That's different." Yang Hai shook his head: "The game pursues victory, but the winning rate does not represent everything. Tiger is the robot with the most accurate calculations among humans and the human with the richest emotions among robots. His traits are suitable for winning rate and creating profits, but this does not mean that he can defeat me."

Everyone looked at each other... What a guy, this... the military advisor spoke so loudly.

But looking at Yang Hai's appearance, they felt that it seemed like this was the case.

Yang Hai continued: "tiger is too precise, too calm, and too reasonable, but I think his weakness is here. Sometimes things in the game cannot be measured by common sense. For a long time, professional players have had differences on this. When everyone discusses how to win, some people think that they should be well prepared in all aspects, and master skill to master them, and finally win; some people think that the essence of the game lies in the explosion of players' thoughts and the power of their souls."

"...the power of the soul?" Uncle King frowned: "Sorry, military advisor, but I'm afraid I'm more inclined to the former view."

"I can understand." Yang Hai nodded: "Most people will think that the former view is reasonable and well-founded, while the latter view is illusory. But I still believe more that the essence of the game lies in the power of the soul."

"I believe it, too." Noah nodded.

"But the soul is just an artistic saying, it is something that people in ancient times made up of ignorance." Uncle King shrugged. "Believe in the existence of the soul, I think, this..."

"Yes, you can't see the soul." Yang Hai retorted: "You believe that you can see and touch more. You think that the soul only originates from art. Indeed, materialism is impeccable from the truth, and it looks so reasonable, but the so-called soul cannot prove its existence at all. However, uncle King, don't forget that the rigor of science is the foundation of the development of the world, but art is the reason for us to live. Just like the difference between me and tiger, I think games are a kind of fun. If there is no motivation from the heart, there is no need to force it. So when you just said that if you don't open the land at night, I was worried, but I couldn't object. But if it were mirotic, if they said that they didn't open the land at night, tiger would drive them crazy, because for him, games are work."

"But you are also a professional player." The demon shrugged: "Is it not a job for you?"

"The game is a joy for me." Yang Hai said seriously: "It includes making me earn money for bread, but not only that. Don't you feel this way?" Yang Hai narrowed his eyes: "When I was immersed in the game, when I fought with someone who was evenly matched, it felt like... like honey flowing down the base of my tongue, like a person curled up in a warm cave full of hay. The sunset was illuminating lazily, like a blue sky and ocean flying in a dream... I couldn't find a suitable metaphor. But... well, what am I talking about?"

"Oh, I understand." Tiankong nodded and looked at Yang Hai: "I have a similar feeling on the stage. When the spotlight hits my face, the cheers in the audience are like when a mountain collapses. The man is dazzled and the woman is dazzled. Then I gradually forgot where I am, as if I am no longer myself. Sometimes I have an illusion, as if I have seen God."

"The common language of artists?" Zhen Yuan quipped.

"Maybe." Sky smiled.

"Let's not discuss this, okay?" the captain said with an innocent look on his face: "My head hurts when I hear it."

"Occasional philosophical thinking is of great benefit to life." The king suggested kindly.

"Yes, don't always think about things like young women killers + 10 points." The devil said with a chuckle. "Sister-in-law will be unhappy."

"Uncle's wife?" Yang Hai asked immediately with interest.

"She chose the elves." The captain said helplessly: "She felt that the customs of the dragon clan were not good, it was a patriarchal society, and then she went to the matriarchal society."

Then they move on.

"Sister Milk Tea didn't choose the elves?" Yang Hai asked the sky beside him in a low voice in wonder.

"She wants to choose the elves." Tiankong whispered: "But it's not for the matriarchal society, but because the elves have better figures."

"But she is the MT of the team, and the racial attribute adjustments of the Elf clan are Agility +2, Intelligence +2, Strength -2, and Endurance -1, which is obviously not suitable for MT. So in the end, she was reborn in the Dragon Clan with everyone." The Demon heard their conversation and interrupted: "Actually, milk tea is not easy. She has sacrificed a lot of things to be a good MT over the years."

Demons who have always laughed and scolded him for being unrestrained rarely become so serious.

"Yes, although milk tea is sometimes a bit willful," said Tiankong.

"Although sometimes it's a bit violent," said the devil.

"I love to hit people when I'm angry."

"Don't she likes to hit people when she isn't angry?"

"That's true, it's always causing accidental injuries."

"And there is no public morality at all."

"It's just a scum in mt."

Yang Hai couldn't help laughing: "You were just thinking about their own good things."

"After that being said, it doesn't matter whether milk tea is born into a maternal society." The devil curled his lips: "In history, when men and women were still unequal, there were also Queen Elizabeth and Wu Zetian."

"And strictly speaking, milk tea cannot be considered a woman, right?" Sky lowered her voice.

"It's obvious." The devil nodded.

"What are you muttering?" the captain turned around and asked.

"We have been walking around the swamp." The sky immediately looked around and pointed to the map and said, "We are discussing where the boss might be."

"Have the discussion turned out?"

"Not yet." Yang Hai said seriously: "Don't worry, we haven't fully explored it yet."

The captain asked with some concern: "I still have no experience in clearing the land before."

"We will continue to hone our tacit understanding now." Yang Hai said, looking at the statistics, "Then clean up the monsters and improve the equipment. In this situation, I guess even if I find the boss, we will go to deliver the food. After exploring the map and finding the boss, I guess our equipment will be almost improved - at that time we went to Black Wing City, find the NPC enchantist and the inscription master to strengthen the equipment, and then start to do the boss."

The sky and the demon gave Yang Hai a thumbs up.

"there, you, go~" the devil laughed.
Chapter completed!