Chapter 154: Dates? _3

Uh...

An undecided Link, worrying over what to choose, knew nothing about the potential outcomes.

After considering for quite a while, his eyes were beginning to tire, yet he still couldn't make up his mind.

He truly wanted them all, each one immensely useful!

"Dean, you're doing this on purpose, aren't you?"

Link snapped out of it, uttering his complaint with a grimace on his face, "Did I just try to be a bit cunning?"

Sometimes, acting the fool can help to close the distance with the big boss.

This strategy must be used wisely, at the right time, and under the right conditions; not simply applied indiscriminately.

The art of using this technique, resides in the person's intentions.

"Exactly."

Dean Frist smiled, "That's why I am also playing some tricks now."

"You're doing this on purpose!"

Hearing this, Link protested again.

Despite complaining, his hands were busy claiming the "Lark" interstellar battleship, the depleted world core, and the Insect Race Nest Seed.