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478, 10 tons of gold one-stop

In the two hours since Su Yu left, the ice and snow camp had been built independently on the slopes of Yunlu Mountain. Of course, it was built under the watchful eyes of hundreds of great monks.

It's early October now, a season of crisp autumn air, but the hillside is covered with a thick layer of snow, with no sign of melting.

The same ice and snow camp as in Fantasy Showdown is located on the snow.

In the hall of the camp, an old man with a gray goatee was holding a pipe and looking calmly at Su Yu, Zhong Feng and hundreds of great monks outside the camp, as if they didn't exist.

For the sake of politeness, Su Yu did not use his mental energy to explore the truth of the old man with white beard. He exchanged glances with Zhong Feng and said, "Let's go in."

"Okay." Zhong Feng nodded and followed Su Yu into the ice and snow camp.

As for the other hundreds of great monks, they did not go in with them, but continued to stand outside and watch.

...

Entering the camp hall, Su Yu glanced at the familiar surroundings and said politely to the old man: "Uncle, we have a lot of gold in our hands, and we want to use this gold to recruit some soldiers from you."

The old man glanced at Su Yu, raised his pipe and took two strong puffs.

"I know you." He said hesitantly while blowing smoke rings: "In our world, do you let your pet cat come to me all the time to buy frost dragons? We can be considered old acquaintances."

After hearing the old man's words, Su Yu and Zhong Feng looked at each other, and they both saw deep surprise in each other's eyes.

It turns out that this old man is the old man in the camp in the fantasy showdown just now, and he still retains the memory of the game world!

What does this mean? Could it be that he, like Tina, can freely travel back and forth between the two worlds?



The old man didn't have as complicated thoughts as Su Yu and the other two.

He turned around, took down a dusty wooden board from the shelf behind him, patted it twice and placed it in front of Su Yu and Zhong Feng.

"This is the price at which you can recruit an army. The lowest level [Frost Troll Warrior] is 100 gold, and the highest level [Frost Dragon] is 20,000 gold. The price is the same as in our world, so you can afford it."

"Excuse me..." Su Yu asked: "How much does the '1 gold' you mentioned weigh?"

"This..." the old man touched his chin and looked confused: "I don't know the measurement units of your world very well."

"Let's do that." Su Yu smiled and said, "I happen to have some real objects here. Take a look at how much gold this is."

"That's fine."



In the next moment, Su Yu took out the gold bars and handed them to the old man to weigh.

The final conclusion was that the "1 gold" the old man mentioned refers to 500 grams of gold in the real world.

After coming to this conclusion, both Zhong Feng and Su Yu were shocked.

500 grams of gold is equal to one gold, and one [Frost Troll Warrior] is 100 gold, which means that the exchange price of one [Frost Troll Warrior] is as high as 50 kilograms of gold!

50 kilograms of gold!

Now that Blue Star is in troubled times, the price of one gram of gold has soared to more than 900 kinds of flower coins. 50 kilograms of gold is 900X50000=45 million! It is equivalent to the cost of six or seven main battle tanks!

"Zhong Feng, are you still buying it if it's so expensive?" Su Yu turned to look at Zhong Feng with a wry smile.

"Well... let's recruit one first and see if they are real or phantoms." Zhong Feng was noncommittal.

"Okay." Su Yu took out 50 kilograms of gold and threw it to the old man: "First come a [Frost Troll Warrior]."

"Okay!" The old man gently took the three basketball-sized pieces of gold and narrowed his eyes comfortably.

Snap!

He patted his palms twice, and a giant troll with light blue skin, fangs on his face, and a height of 3 meters walked out of the side door.

The troll wore a pair of thick brown leather armor and held a long-handled ax that shone with magic light in his hand, which was particularly powerful.

But because the weather was too cold, the troll's breath formed large tracts of white mist on his chest, making it impossible for Su Yu and Zhong Feng, who were only about his waist, to see his face.

"This is Gundak Winteraxe." The old man introduced: "Which one of you two wants to be his master?"

"You better do it." Su Yu pushed Zhong Feng forward.

Before Zhong Feng had time to answer, the troll Gundak had already knelt down towards him: "I, Gundak Winter Ax, am willing to serve my master with my life!"

"Get up." Zhong Feng stepped forward and put his right hand on his shoulder, accepting the troll's allegiance.

At the same time, he nodded secretly in his mind. Listening to the sincere tone of this troll, there should be no deception in being loyal to him.



Su Yu ducked to the troll's side, stretched out his hand and pinched his thick arm.

Just when the troll wanted to resist, Su Yu used the pressure of a high-level powerhouse to suppress him.

"Yeah." Su Yu nodded, turned back and said to Zhong Feng: "This troll is a real creature, not a virtual phantom like summoning pets. It should also grow old, sick and die like the trolls in the game, but he can

I don’t know if you can’t improve your level through practice.”

"A real creature?" Zhong Feng fell into thinking.

If it were a real creature, you would have to take care of its food, drink, and toilet, and maybe even strengthen your relationship and maintain your loyalty.

But these are minor problems, the biggest problem is – it’s too expensive!

50 kilograms of gold for a third-level soldier, which is very difficult for a big country like China to afford.

What's more, the third-level troops are completely cannon fodder on the front battlefield with the Skrulls. Only the fifth-level troops can be the backbone...

Wait, fifth level?

Zhong Feng suddenly thought of the frost dragon in the camp.

He did a quick calculation.

The recruitment price of a troll warrior is 50 kilograms of gold, and the price of a fifth-level frost dragon is 200 times that of a troll, which is 10 tons of gold and 9 billion kinds of flower coins.

The price of 9 billion kinds of flower coins is not high. The cost of a Ford-class aircraft carrier is more than 80 billion kinds of flower coins. One aircraft carrier can be exchanged for 9 frost dragons, and the value of 9 frost dragons on the frontal battlefield must be

It is larger than an aircraft carrier, and its value is even more than 5-8 times greater!

If we could recruit a large number of frost dragons...

Thinking of this, Zhong Feng took out his mobile phone and contacted Xue Wenli: "Wenli, how much gold reserves does the coalition government have?"

A minute later, Xue Wenli replied: "In the past month, the coalition government has been working hard to mine gold mines. At present, our official gold reserves in China alone are about 5,100 tons. The official gold reserves of various countries around the world are about 53,000 tons. Among them,

Excluding private gold."

"53,000 tons?" Zhong Feng nodded secretly.

If all this gold is used to recruit frost dragons, more than 5,000 of them can be recruited!

Of course, it is not necessary to recruit the Frost Dragon. [Fire Phoenix], [Holy Angel], and [Mountain Giant] from other camps are also good choices.

With so many Level 5s put together, they can definitely form a very powerful force on the frontal battlefield!


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