Medel appeared very sincere, smiling at Herag, waiting for Herag's response.

After listening, a strong sense of crisis immediately arose in Herag's heart.

Medel seemed kind and sincere, with a very good attitude.

But this invitation made Herag feel a certain deadly sense of danger.

It was absolutely impossible for Herag to help others seize world control; he had to seize world control himself and become the Master of the World.

Helping this Medel might only gain some goodwill and benefits that may or may not exist.

Simply put, Medel was drawing a pie for Herag to eat.

With his status, many would be willing to eat such a pie.

Even if they couldn't get the actual pie in a short time, many people would be willing to wait, because of Medel's status.

However, Herag never believed in these illusory things; relying on others is never as good as relying on oneself, and only by becoming stronger oneself is truly reliable.

The opportunity to become the Master of the World is not something to be given to others.

Let alone help others become the Master of the World and actively give up on oneself.

Herag would also never believe in things that depend on others; for someone like Medel, when you are no longer useful, you can be discarded.

But now the problem is, if Herag rejects directly, it will undoubtedly anger Medel.

Medel is a direct descendant of the Taylor Family, a background too profound for Herag to provoke at this time.

Now Herag is somewhat in a dilemma, neither wanting to agree nor able to refuse.

Temporarily agreeing is also out of the question, as agreeing means expressing allegiance to Medel, becoming part of his faction from then on.

This is not just about cradle action; dealing with such large families and forces is not as simple as doing a business deal.

Medel clearly wants to gain a higher position within the family, so he urgently needs various talents.

Herag's past experience is indeed too dazzling—a Witch Array Master, Alchemist, Crystalization Wizard in his twenties—these labels on a person naturally attract Medel's attention.

For Medel, Herag is undoubtedly a wizard with great potential.

Now at a time when there is a shortage of people, recruiting Herag would naturally be excellent, which is why Medel personally came to invite him.

Attending the dance party is just a surface reason, in fact, he wants Herag to join his side and work for him.

Herag thought about it and did not directly answer yes or no, but said: "As far as I know, entering that Low-tier World is random teleportation, so we might hardly have the chance to be teleported together. After all, there are only a hundred and eighty people, and the world is so vast."

"Teleportation is indeed random, and we probably won't meet at first. But by the time of the struggle for world control, most people will be in the same area. What I need is for you to help me seize world control at that time," Medel explained.

Herag scratched the back of his head, smiling: "Mr. Medel thinks too highly of me. My main purpose this time is to comprehend the Rule Power in this nascent world. The matter of seizing world control is too high a difficulty for me and not something a small figure like me can participate in. I just recently advanced to Crystalization Wizard, so I might find it difficult to help Mr. Medel."

Herag tried to be tactful, indicating his lack of ability. It's not that he doesn't want to help, but that he's too weak to participate in the struggle for world control.

Medel smiled warmly: "In that case, I won't insist. It's a great thing to get to know Mr. Herag. Look, the dance party has already begun."

Medel's expression seemed unchanged, but he smiled gently as he looked at the dance floor.

The dance party was already filled with melodious music played by a full band using various instruments.

Many people were gracefully dancing in the center of the dance floor with their partners.

The scene, although crowded with people, was not noisy; those speaking intentionally lowered their voices to avoid disturbing others.

Since Medel arrived, although the lights focused on the dance floor, most people's gaze turned to Medel.

He was the protagonist of this dance party.

For the wizards here, gaining Medel's favor and clinging to the Taylor Family's big tree would be a tremendous fortune.

Most of the time, people of Medel's noble status are not easy to approach.

This dance party was held on an airship; anyone willing to attend could come.

Upon hearing that the dance party was hosted by Medel of the Taylor Family, many came over hoping for a chance to meet Medel.

When Medel was not there, these people went about the dance party's normal routine.

Now that Medel was here, all eyes were on him, with everyone thinking about how to find an opportunity to introduce themselves.

After the dance finished, those in the dance floor consciously dispersed, leaving the stage to Medel.

Medel walked to the center of the crowd and smiled warmly: "Welcome everyone to this dance party. Many might not know me yet. Let me introduce myself again, I am Medel Taylor. I have been practicing diligently within the family, and participating in the Cradle Action this time signifies my official step out of the family, coming to..."

Medel stood in the center of the dance floor, surrounded by people.

Herag watched people around him continuously surge over, and not wanting to jostle in the crowd, he moved to a side table to start eating.

The food quality at this dance party was good, offering Herag a chance to improve his meals.

He glanced at the crowd where Medel was speaking with those around, feeling a bit more wary of this person inside.

Herag felt that he probably already offended Medel; his indirect refusal was indeed a rejection.

For someone like Medel, personally inviting only to be turned down is undoubtedly disrespectful.

Medel, though outwardly silent, would at least carry some grudges inside.

Of course, it's also possible he was magnanimous and didn't mind.

But Herag couldn't think that way; it's essential to be guarded, preparing from the start for the worst outcome.

One must exercise caution in everything; otherwise, one may end up helping others count money after being sold.

He didn't rush to leave, as it was Medel who had invited him to the dance party.

Herag spent the entire time at the fringes, eating and drinking, without actively greeting others, remaining rather inconspicuous.

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