After all, where else would they get this much comfort?
He couldn't help but mentally marvel at Roonie and his methods.
That guy was just using the classic exaggerated side-comfort method to keep Zack and the others in his guild.
Like, for any decent player, the Kiyon Guild had nothing to offer—but for those who played the game just to enjoy life, Kiyon was nothing short of heaven.
A drunken playboy wasn't supposed to use these kinds of tricks. The more he learned about Roonie, the more exciting it was getting.
That guy was the kind of master manipulator who had set this whole trap for his guild members.
Those guys were sinking deeper into that trap while thinking they were using Roonie for their comfort.
Now that he thought about it—even that new car and house—Roonie might be trying that same tactic on him, too.
He just smiled as he walked out of the guild office.
For him, the biggest takeaway was that Roonie wasn't as uncaring about the game as he pretended to be.
