I really imagined how happy my life would be after I had a hundred Ws.
Hu Biao, who understood that there were more things to deal with in the coming time, put away the smile on his face that looked like the silly son of a landlord.
The two sounds of ‘cough, cough~’ attracted everyone’s attention, and he started to say to everyone with a serious look on his face:
"Everyone, let me first explain my principles for distributing the spoils of this war.
First of all, the points rewarded by the system will not be distributed; because the next person to participate in the mission must rely on these things to enhance their personal strength, otherwise they may die in the mission.
Divide the other gold and silver into 31 parts, and everyone can take one and take it home with you to do whatever you want.
Regarding porcelain, jewelry, jade, etc., after I saw that each person could pick 4 pieces, there would probably be a dozen pieces left, which would then be treated as the team's public funds.
By the way, there are some ancient coins at Lang Qing, which should be worth dozens of W.
In addition, the funds from the sale of these ancient coins will be used to meet some team expenses in the future.
Okay! This is my distribution plan. If you have other different ideas, you can boldly put them forward and we will discuss them slowly."
Perhaps in a previous life-or-death mission, everyone had already formed a very deep friendship.
What's more important is that just based on Hu Biao's standards, everyone received a share of the spoils, at least a hundred W, which satisfied most people.
For a moment, Hu Biao's ears were full of sayings, 'Old Hu, you have the final say' and 'Okay, let's do it this way'.
The atmosphere was quite relaxed and harmonious.
But just when Hu Biao thought that the loot matter was settled, the next step was to determine which rookies were willing to join the next mission.
Suddenly, Ali, a white-haired girl, raised her arm very weakly.
In the eyes of everyone who looked a little surprised, the girl stammered: "Old, Lao Hu, I have no objection to your allocation, it's about something else.
I just noticed from the reflection on the wall that my eyes are different.
Originally, both of my eyes were light cyan, but now, although the injured eye has recovered its function, the color has turned into amber. I would like to ask you if you know what's going on?"
"I'm sorry! I don't know either, but I can help you find a scam in the system." Hu Biao spread his hands and expressed this.
Then he raised his head and started shouting aggressively, with the intention of scolding the public if he disagreed:
"Come out of the system, what kind of job do you do? After everyone returns to the system space, help everyone recover from injuries and revive. Isn't this a normal benefit? Why do you want to trick others when it's Ali's turn?"
It’s because she’s a little girl and she’s easier to bully, right?”
In response to Hu Biao's inquiry, the system just typed one line:
"Trialist Ali's original light blue eyes are relatively rare. If it needs to be completely restored, it will require extra energy.
According to Section 4 of Article 372 of the System Operation Rules, the current operation of the system complies with the standards.
Hu Biao is accustomed to meeting Commander, if you need recovery in this area, please pay 1,000 system points, and Ali's eye color will be restored immediately.
At the same time, during treatment, it is detected that the person has symptoms related to albinism. After paying 3,000 points, the system will perfectly cure him.
If you only treat photophobia, you only need 100 points,"
Damn it! After hearing the number '1000 points', Hu Biao's teeth started to feel a little sore, and his heart ached.
1000 points can open ten boxes at one time. In theory, you are lucky, but you can open ten skill books.
And whether a skill book similar to "Basic Knife Throwing" is easy to use or not?
Regarding this point, Hu Biao had a clear understanding. If he hadn't always thrown his knife out at the critical moment of the battle, he would have been completely cold.
With this thought, Hu Biao said seriously to the white-haired girl:
"Sister! I think your eyes, one light cyan and one amber, look quite beautiful. You see, I don't have a lot of money. How about we spend 100 points on treating photophobia?"
Ali: "..."
Then, after a ray of white light flashed across Ah Li's body, the photophobia that had troubled this girl for many years seemed to have disappeared.
Seeing this, the old snake weakly raised his arms.
He said: "Lao Hu, I also have a problem with my ears. I have seen many doctors but there is no solution. Can you help me deal with it?"
"System, how many points does it cost to treat his ears?" Hu Biao smiled bitterly after hearing this, and asked the system, after all, it is not easy to favor one thing over another.
System: "Still 100 points."
"Give him treatment." Hu Biao said helplessly, and then before some people spoke, he shouted decisively:
"Don't talk about those who have hemorrhoids, are weak, and have trouble urinating. You can go find a doctor for treatment..."
*******
I borrowed an old-fashioned scale from the system and divided the gold and silver. I divided most of the antiques, jewelry, and jade, and the remaining one-third was used as team funds.
The matter of the spoils of war will be initially settled.
Then Hu Biao once again solemnly expressed his stance to the rookies who had just joined this mission, intending to ask who was willing to join the next mission.
As for those old guys, Hu Biao rarely talks to these guys who want to fall in love but are afraid of being cheated on.
They promised to stay, but the excuse they gave was nonsense:
"Everyone, I won't say much more about the dangers of system tasks. I believe everyone who has experienced it is very clear.
So now I am here to ask, who is willing to participate in the next mission?
If you are willing, please raise your hand and remember to give me your V number later so that I can form a group and we can discuss it in the future to prepare for the next mission.
It’s okay if you don’t want to, I, Lao Hu, understand and will always remember and thank you for your efforts in this mission.”
After Hu Biao's voice fell, several arms were raised.
There are seven people including Lao Hei, Corn, Singer, Yu Hanfeng, Lao She, Xu Er, and A Li.
When Hu Biao and other old birds looked at him, Old Snake was the first to shout: "What's so strange? I thought that after making money, I would move back to my hometown in Sichuan Province and settle down."
But I can’t do anything like stealing, robbing or being greedy. With just that little salary and the current housing prices, in what year will I be able to afford a house in Sichuan Province?
So there is no need to say that I will be included in the next mission. If you want freedom in missions, you have to participate in at least seven or eight missions."
In fact, everyone can hear that the statement made by Lao She is a bit far-fetched.
It’s probably true that this guy is thinking about returning to Sichuan Province to buy a house, but he’s not ready to fight with his life. He must still be somewhat unable to forget all the people and things he experienced in the mission world.
Just like that, the old snake started talking nonsense.
The next few people began to speak in a non-serious manner, which can be regarded as a tradition among netizens.
"As everyone knows, I am a martial arts enthusiast, but there is no real Kung Fu learning in the modern world, so I plan to learn some serious internal skills, moves and so on in the system mission."
This is what Yu Hanfeng, a martial arts enthusiast, said.
"The mission arranged by the system is not good this time. It ended so hastily. I even thought about killing the Tatar leaders like Boar Skin."
Lao Hei, the guy who died before even reaching the last stage, was bragging.
In the following time, Corn and the singer each came up with a poor excuse for themselves; but no one exposed them, so they just took it as a real thing.
Under such a situation, among the two people, Xu Er and A Li, who did not speak in the end, Xu Er smiled and wanted to say something.
Xiao Xuanfeng, a company clerk in his forties, stood up after hesitating for a while, stared into Xu Er's eyes and said:
"No, you don't want to participate in the next mission at all..."
