Happy people from Blue Star

Chapter 162 Money is the enemy of all emotions
Neither of the two big anchors started the live broadcast.

When the two met, they both felt the atmosphere was weird.

Da Ji Ba stabbed Xi Xi in the back before, and Xi Xi stabbed Da Mus Ba again.

On the surface, the two seemed to have written it off, but they still felt awkward when they met.

After a while, she was still quite happy and Xixi spoke first: "I haven't seen you for a few days, what have you been doing recently?"

Because the matter of clearing out nearby spy organizations is relatively secret, and the time is relatively tight.

Therefore, he didn't start the live broadcast every day, and he didn't have time to watch the video. He didn't know what the big muscle bully had done recently.

The big muscle bully thought that Bing Xixi was mocking him, so he snorted unhappily and left without answering.

"That's rude." Bing Xixi shook her head and left.

He had to go back and regroup his troops, because the army was about to move out.

Da Muba asked the guards to meet Hardy in the tent.

The guard, who was a member of the Silver Wing Knights, looked at the other party with an angry look before going in to report.

The big muscle bully felt baffled.

Soon the guard came out and said coldly, "Your Excellency Hardy let you in... Bah!"

He spit thick phlegm at Da Ji Ba's feet.

Dajiba was very upset, but he still suppressed his anger and entered the tent.

Hardy was sitting inside, and he had already seen the skirmish outside the tent just now.

After Da Muba came in, he didn't look up, and continued to check the data, but said at the same time: "Is it not happy that others spit on you? The knight just now, his brother died in your raid."

Hearing this, Big Muscle fell silent.

Although he has a lot of cleverness, he still has a basic moral bottom line.

"You came to see me, what is it?" Hardy asked after waiting for a while.

The big muscle bully said with some shame: "Your Excellency Hardy, can you introduce us to some tasks or jobs that bring in money faster, otherwise we will have no way to pay off our debts."

Hardy raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile: "I heard from Bing Xixi that you are very rich!"

"Actually, it's just average. Besides, you can't get money from another world here."

The big muscle bully smiled awkwardly, and scolded Bing Xixi in his heart, why did he expose everything to the NPC.

Hardy chuckled too.

Can't bring the money?I have my own way.

He was a goldsmith in his previous life.

But forget it, it's only been 'public beta' for more than two months, and not many players have money.

It's hard to buy gold.

Hardy thought for a while and said, "Then let's become the vanguard. I know you and Bing Xixi have a bit of a rift, so you 40 people form a team of your own."

"Am I capable of acting alone?"

"Of course not, I don't trust you."

Da Muba was a little upset, and he said angrily, "Then what do you want us to do?"

"Have I stopped talking? Be a vanguard, follow orders, and have money." Hardy smiled.

Big muscle bullies just don't want to do this.

It feels like he has become Hardy's subordinate completely, and he is very upset.

In fact, he was not targeting Hardy, but Bing Xixi.

After all, Bing Xixi first worked under Hardy and was very successful.

He talked about this in the live broadcast room before, saying that players should be free and not attached to a certain NPC organization or force.

At most, it is to pick up their tasks.

Now if he directly joined Hardy's command, wouldn't what he said before become nonsense?
Men are always in strange places, with a subtle desire to win.

"Then you have no choice but to leave here and go make money elsewhere." Hadi paused and smiled: "And for every two copper coins you earn, one will disappear and be placed with the goddess of light until it is returned. up to the amount of the contract.”

Hearing this, Da Muba's face turned green.

He now understands that this NPC is completely in control of himself.Grass, really crushed by IQ.

In a trance, he came out of the commander's tent, left the coalition camp, and came outside the woods.

A group of players rushed up.

They are all people who have signed the contract of light.

"How's it going, boss."

"Would that kid Hardy give us some benefits?"

"250 million, how can I pay it back. I won't delete the number."

"Is our number so useless?"

"Boss, say something, boss!"

Facing the noisy voice, Dajiba yelled suddenly: "Enough! Stop talking."

Everyone quieted down.

Da Muba said: "No one wants such a thing to happen. We only have two choices now."

He paused before continuing.

"One is to be Hardy's dog, which can make a lot of money. It's easier to pay back the money."

"The other is that we go out on our own, far away from Hardy, but half of the money we earn will be taken away by the Goddess of Light until it is paid off."

These Jialan Temple players began to think about which method is more suitable for them.

After a while, the big muscle bully said, "Choose the first type and raise your hand."

Suddenly, more than a dozen people raised their hands.

Dajiba sighed and said, "I chose the second one, let's separate and try to pay off the money first."

At this time, someone suddenly shouted: "Damn it, why do I have to pay back so much money? Although this is not real money, it is still 250 million when converted. I will change my account again, earn this money, and then exchange it for real money." Isn’t the money bad?”

"If you can't change your number, you can't create a new character."

"Then I will scrap this virtual cabin and return it to the game company, and ask them to replace it with a new one."

After all, this person is offline.

Although he didn't scold the big muscle bully at all, every word he said felt like a slap in the face of the big muscle bully.

250 million, this figure is not too difficult for him, but for other players, it may not be able to survive in a lifetime.

What this person said immediately caused many people to follow suit.

More than 20 people left at once.

The scene is much empty.

The big muscle bully sighed helplessly.

This time it was indeed the problem caused by him. It stands to reason that he should compensate these netizens who follow him in full.

But that's nearly [-] million, and he, the big muscle tyrant, doesn't have that much money.

"Boss, do you have any ideas?" A player came out and said, "As long as you say something, we will follow you. It's only 250 million. If you are serious, you can earn it back in a few years."

"It's not that easy to make money." Da Muba himself didn't have much confidence: "Everyone should go offline first, and I will also go offline. Think about this matter carefully."

More than 20 people hesitated for a while, but in the end they followed Dajiba's words and went offline.

The big muscle bully was in a daze for a long time, but he couldn't think of a suitable way, and finally went offline.

After two days, the Francie coalition forces finally set off. Their goal was New York City, the 'capital' of the southern faction.

This city is the transportation hub in the south. Traveling from north to south, and going to the ocean by boat must pass through this city.

It is also the economic center of the Southern faction.

After arriving in the city to rest for a few days, they will move to the central front.

Then on the way, Da Muba led people to chase him up, found Hardy, and said that he was willing to become a pioneer and contribute to the French coalition, hoping to give him a chance.

Hardy looked at them, frowned and asked, "Why are there only 21 people left?"

The big muscle bully was so ashamed that he couldn't speak.

(End of this chapter)