About the book: year / - What did the Sphinx say? - a man dressed in a snow-white toga turned away from the window and looked at those who entered. “He said it wouldn’t work,” answered the big man in a sleeveless vest made of rough, untreated leather and a kilt made from the same material, sitting down at the table. - No, that's not what he said! - the girl in the green dress was indignant. “Yes, yes,” the dark-haired young man muttered thoughtfully under his breath, taking off his black tuxedo and hanging it on the back of his chair. - He said differently. “He said that nothing would work out for us,” the knight clad in gold armor accurately conveyed the words of the Sphinx. - We have no incentive. If anyone can do this, it is only him. - He’s not even a god! - the big man said contemptuously. - But he has an incentive! - the girl objected. - The strongest incentive. The strongest of all possible! The last woman to enter the room in a purple robe nodded in agreement, but no one noticed this because of the hood thrown over her head. • LitRPG. Rough version, will be corrected, edited, adjusted.