Everyone’s Job Change: Halo Master, I Am A Forbidden Area

“Hunger marketing works pretty well!”

An Yang narrowed his eyes slightly and murmured to himself, this is just the first step,

Since the true disciple has taken action against him, he will naturally not be polite!

If you want to see his details, no problem!

But it's impossible to see it in vain, and naturally they need to pay a sufficient price!

boom!

In a large hall, many true disciples gathered together,

A light curtain in the void clearly displayed the scene next to the teleportation gate.

Watching An Yang move his lips like a supreme master, he reduced the quota one by one.

Jose Yuan suddenly stood up uncontrollably and slammed the tea cup in his hand to the ground!

"Damn it!! He is testing our bottom line!!"

"Twenty places?? Will it be reduced to ten again later!??"

Jose Yuan was furious, like an angry lion,

I can't wait to rush over and tear this damn guy to pieces and let him know what will happen if he offends a true disciple!

He can guarantee that An Yang definitely knows those people were sent by them,

But they deliberately raised prices like this just to get a piece of meat from them like a wolf!

"Junior brother He, calm down, it's only 50,000 points. If you can find out his true identity, it will be worth it!"

Someone narrowed his eyes and took a sip of strong tea, then put down the cup and calmly advised,

For true disciples like them who are still struggling every day, there are many sources of income.

Fifty thousand points is not a big expense, so they don't mind it.

Jose Yuan was so angry because he was actually worried and flustered. After all, as the last true disciple,

When An Yang rises, he will be the first to bear the brunt!

The stronger and more scheming An Yang appears, the more frightened he feels!

But soon, Jose Yuan said,

Suddenly they were not calm anymore!

"Are you sure you can stop with 50,000 points??"

"Four-three-zero," Jose Yuan said with a gloomy face, looking at the group of people sitting calmly with a sneer.

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Everyone who was drinking tea and watching the scene suddenly stiffened. Some people looked at Jose Yuan with wide eyes and disbelief.

"Junior Brother He...what does this mean??"

"What's the meaning?"

Jose Yuan sneered and looked at the screen gloomily,

Falling on An Yang's body seems to see through him!

"He can reduce the number of places from forty to thirty, and then from thirty to twenty... You don't think that's the end of it at twenty, do you?"

"What if it drops again? What if it drops to ten, or then to five?"

"How should you respond?"

"Fifty thousand?? I don't think one hundred thousand or two hundred thousand can stop it!"

hiss!!!

Everyone suddenly took a breath of cold air and suddenly became uneasy.

Some people looked at Jose Yuan in disbelief, as if seeking confirmation and comforting themselves.

"It shouldn't be... right??"

"He...he has such a big appetite??"

"No way?? What is he trying to do?? The unit price has increased due to the reduction in the number of people, but the corresponding total income has not increased either?"

"Is it possible that you are deliberately trying to embarrass us? In this way, you want us to retreat in spite of the difficulties?"

Everyone looked at each other and looked at the screen,

Now that the number of people has reduced to twenty, the unit price has been raised to more than 50,000 and close to 60,000!

"Humph, are you embarrassed? You underestimate him too much!"

Jose Yuan was like a wise man at this moment, as if he had seen through An Yang's tricks.

"He keeps reducing the number of people and then raising the unit price, probably just to see who wants to pry into his details!"

"One hundred true legends, but there are more than 150 people competing for the spot!"

"There are so many people, let alone him. Even you and I may not be able to fully understand their origins!"

"He, An Yang, has repeatedly reduced the number of people and raised the unit price at this moment, just to see who is willing to pay how much to explore!"

"The closer you follow him to the end, the more you attach importance to his attributes, and there is a high probability that he is your enemy!"

"I'm afraid this move is to screen out those who are its enemies, that is, us..."

"Then, let us bleed violently!"

Jose Yuan's words made others take a breath. They just thought An Yang wanted to make more money.

But I didn’t expect there to be this layer!

It costs a huge amount of money to pay for the ticket, no matter how much the fare is increased, I still have to keep going.

It shows that they are eager to know the attributes of An Yang, and these people are most likely hostile!

Since they are enemies, there is no way to exploit them too much!

An Yang's move can be said to kill two birds with one stone. He not only found out the enemy's traces, but also exploited the enemy ruthlessly and enriched himself at the same time.

Even if you are from the enemy camp, you have to secretly praise it!

"No one should be more anxious than us... In this case, shouldn't we just agree on the price?"

Suddenly, someone had an idea and suggested,

They are all ranked low among the true disciples and are at risk of being squeezed out of their positions at any time.

Therefore, they directly assume that they must fight to the end!

But if they negotiate the price, they will definitely be able to control the price.

Don’t let An Yang control you!

"You don't think we are the only ones competing for this spot, do you?"

Jose Yuan looked at a few people like they were idiots and said leisurely,

"We are anxious, but those at the top are not anxious..."

"They have no hope of Saint Child's position, and they are not worried about losing the core. They are afraid that it will be too late to make good friends with potential stocks like An Yang..."

Several people were immediately speechless, looking at each other with faces as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Outside the portal, the price has been raised to 60,000 per seat.

A group of agents of true disciples gritted their teeth, but had to continue to bid and compete.

They really couldn't figure out whether the true disciple behind the scenes was crazy?

Spending more than 60,000 points just to buy a piece of injury information...isn't this cerebral palsy??

"Continue, there is only one spot left!"

An Yang's eyes were unmoved, and he spoke calmly again under the shocked gazes of his old teammates and Luan Bingran.

"robber!!"

"bandit!!!"

Shameless scum!!!"

In the main hall, all the true disciples could not sit still.

Everyone was so angry that they blushed and had thick necks. They stood up and smashed the tea cups in their hands on the ground and cursed angrily.

Jose Yuan really got it right. An Yang’s appetite is beyond imagination.

Sixty thousand points are not enough for one ticket, but they are still being reduced!

He is obviously determined to eat them and vows to squeeze out the last bit of their value!!

"What should I do? Are you still following me??"

Someone's face was ashen and he couldn't help but look at Jose Yuan and asked,

Although 60,000 points is not a lot for them, this thing is really frustrating!

A dignified true disciple, facing an outer disciple, could only let himself be slaughtered.

They have never suffered such humiliation since entering the Sacred Land!

What a shame!!!

"Humph, follow!"

Jose Yuan's face was as black as black coal, and the veins on his forehead were bulging, obviously suppressing his anger.

"Sixty thousand points, so what if it's 100,000 points!?"

"As long as we analyze his strength... Whatever you throw in today will make him spit out ten times more in the future!"

Jose Yuan's face was gloomy, he clenched his fists and his body trembled slightly.

After taking a deep breath, Anomaly slowly calmed down, but the gloomy tone of his voice made people shudder.

It's like a poisonous snake hiding in a cave, sharpening its fangs!

"Whether he spits it out or not is another matter... let's see what his strength is first!"

Among the dozen or so people, there were some who were wiser. Their eyes flickered and they did not answer He Yuan's words.

He thought very clearly that since An Yang dared to use such a strategy to offend them to death,

It shows that he is sure of defeating them!

The source of certainty can only be his strength!

For such a genius, offending may not be the best choice!

If his strength really makes them afraid, then these 108,000 points can be regarded as a post to make friends with him.

But if An Yang's strength didn't stop them from taking action...then they would attack without mercy.

Let him know that true disciples cannot be insulted!

"Follow! The maximum point is 100,000 points. If there are any more, I would rather quit!"

Some people reluctantly said that not all true disciples are as rich as the enemy.

There are also some people who are not good at business. One hundred thousand points is not a small number for them.

This is also his bottom line!

With the approval of the true brother, the inner disciples outside the teleportation door felt more and more incredible.

An Yang's eyes were red looking at him!

Damn, they worked so hard for one day without eating or drinking, but they couldn't earn three to five thousand points. Now, An Yang's ten outer disciples can earn hundreds of thousands of points just by opening their mouths??

Even if there are only ten places, if one person earns 100,000 points, that’s a full one million points!!

One million points, even if placed on a true disciple, is still a huge sum of money.

For them, it’s an astronomical figure that they can’t even imagine!

"Eighty thousand!! Senior Brother An, please don't increase it any more, I only have 80,000 points!!"

Some people started playing the emotional card, looking like they were going bankrupt.

"Eighty-five thousand, which is the highest. If it goes up again, I will have no choice but to quit!"

"Yes, it's only eighty-five thousand, no more!"

"Senior Brother An, please sell us a ticket for 85,000 points!"

"There really can't be any more. Eighty-five thousand tickets, even for four True Conversion disciples, are not worth the price!"

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The others' hearts suddenly moved. At this price, the king of scrolls was also ruined.

No one’s points are brought by strong winds, even if it’s not their money.

It’s heartbreaking to see so many points leaving my hands!

A group of people united together like a tacit understanding and colluded on the price.

Trying to use the number of people to intimidate An Yang into agreeing. After all, in their opinion, 85,000 points is already a lot.

That’s 850,000 yuan for ten people, which is an unimaginably huge amount of money!

"Senior Brother An??"

Luan Bingran's face flushed with excitement and she looked at An Yang with admiration.

For such a huge sum of money, the points she earns in a year are not even half of it!

And there are daily expenses. When you have the most points, you don’t even have one-tenth of them.

"Five places, the last price, the one with the highest price will win!"

An Yang's eyes flickered slightly, and he took a deep look at the thirty or so remaining competitors below.

Suddenly he spoke...

hiss!!!

Everyone suddenly took a breath and looked at An Yang in disbelief with their eyes wide open.

If we weren't afraid of An Yang's reputation, I would probably have to endure it.

I couldn’t stop scolding him!

"vampire!!"

"Is he a vampire!??"

"Damn!! How dare he!! How dare he!! Still not satisfied!??"

In the main hall, He Saiyuan spurted out a mouthful of old blood,

The new tea set that I had just replaced was thrown to the ground again.

A group of true disciples were so angry that they really felt like they were going crazy.

I wish I had to ignore it, rush over and slap this greedy guy to death!

"Insatiable!! Really insatiable!!!"

"Damn it! You really thought you were sure of us? And you still come!!"

"Wanbadan!! You damn guy who doesn't know how to live or die, you deserve to die!"

The furious true disciples lost their manners and cursed crazily,

An Yang's face turned red and his neck was thick with anger at An Yang's repeated price increases. If he didn't have the last trace of reason,

I just want to fight An Yang to the death!

The price increases again and again, the damage is not high,

But it’s extremely insulting!!

It was as if he was cutting them with a knife, wishing to scrape away any trace of blood from the bones.

It’s really...excessive!!

"Phew! Forget it, it's the last time, one hundred thousand, no more fun!"

Jose Yuan closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The violent ups and downs in his chest slowly subsided.

He muttered feebly to himself, he didn't dare to slowly increase the price any more.

Otherwise, if it happens again, he will be pissed to death!

"One price, one hundred thousand points, that's it!"

"One hundred thousand points, five places only have 500,000 points! Humph, after all, he still lost!"

Someone Q's spirit exploded. After a little calculation, his eyes suddenly lit up.

It seems that the depression just now has dissipated a lot.

After all, ten people have 850,000 points, and five people have 500,000 points.

Although the unit price has increased, An Yang has attracted 350,000 points!

In comparison, each of them has an extra 15,000 yuan, which is a huge profit!

The others glanced at this guy speechlessly, rolled their eyes and were too lazy to talk to him.

"One hundred thousand, one hundred thousand points at a fixed price, I want a spot!"

"I want one too, Tian Wanjikong!"

"And me, I'll take one!"

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The inner disciples who had received the instructions from behind, although they felt incredible in their hearts,

But he still spoke quickly, and the five places were quickly divided.

Although the others felt a little pity, they did not speak.

After all, the price is a bit higher than expected. It is a piece of information that is not necessary.

There is no need to spend such a high price to fight for it. At worst, you can just buy it from other true disciples in the future.

"Senior Sister Luan, put the five of them into the team!"

An Yang nodded, took a deep look at the five people, and remembered their appearance and names in his heart.

Prepare to find 0.5 Lin Yaodong when you have time to help find out who is behind them.

"Come here, pay the money, and then apply to join the team!"

Luan Bingran's whole body was numb. It was the first time she came into contact with such a huge sum of money and she felt dizzy.

But he still carried out the order faithfully.

"Finally, it's just a hundred thousand points, it's not too much!"

In the main hall, a group of true disciples saw their subordinates successfully joining the team.

Suddenly they breathed a sigh of relief. They were afraid that An Yang would do something else.

I'm really scared of being cheated.

"Fifty thousand points, even if we divide it equally among a dozen of us, it won't be much!"

"Yes, now we are waiting for news from them!"

"Haha, we can almost deduce his basic information and skill attributes through the battle log. By then..."

"Hahaha, come on, have some tea!"

Everything was finally over, and several people relaxed a little.

He leaned back on the chair, picked up his tea cup and drank wine, preparing to wait for news from the front line.

Just as I picked up the tea cup, I saw An Yang speaking again in the portal,

Several people suddenly looked stunned. They put the tea cup to their lips but couldn't drink it.

After a brief period of astonishment, several people suddenly became furious.

Anger soars into the sky!!

"An Yang! How dare you bully me like this!!!!"

Angry roars resounded in the True Inheritance Hall,

The core disciples who belonged to Zhenzhuan outside were shocked and looked towards the main hall on the top of the mountain in horror.

He murmured in his heart that he didn't know why the true brothers were so crazy.

At the portal, An Yang had no idea that he had made a group of true disciples furious,

After successfully receiving a huge sum of 500,000 yuan, he just let out an evil smile from the corner of his mouth.

Then he looked at the other inner disciples who were about to disperse.

"Fifteen teammates left, and fifteen more spots became available. Who offered 85,000 points just now??"