Hunter's Mind Slug

Accepting Maggie's money and accepting Maggie's asking for money are two different things.

If he asked the other party to go to someone to ask for money, he might as well just grab it himself. Besides, now he really, even if he went to find someone to ask for money, nothing would be wasted.

Of course he is no longer needed.

And Maggie, seeing Ron's refusal, didn't say much in the end.

I just stayed here for the time being and did not leave.

There was no action from the Phantom Troupe for the time being, and there was nothing going on, so she was just idle.

Recently, Ron and his friends are probably the ones most likely to get into trouble.

Next, Ron made a phone call in the hotel, checking each account to see if anyone had transferred money. Ron made a note of the people who had made money.

For those who did not transfer any money, or those who transferred less money, Ron also jotted down the sum with a smile.

What's his is his, he doesn't have to want it, but other people can't really ignore him.

Sooner or later he will get these things. ,

He hates people who don't mean what they say.

Maggie looked at this perverted guy from the side, obviously thinking about something else, and she was a little speechless.

I was used to the other person's perversion, so I sat on the sofa with my arms folded and didn't move much.

Just look at it.

In the afternoon, Ron began to receive substances.

There are firearms, ammunition, and food.

They also specially changed places to trade at the port, and the people who delivered supplies to Ron could be regarded as people with a little ability.

Otherwise, it is really impossible to transport these things so casually.

He must have been arrested before he came here.

Although there are many places in this world where firearms are not prohibited, the sale of firearms is not prohibited and some licenses are required.

If you don't have any licenses and trade firearms wantonly, it would be weird if you don't get killed.

Whether no one noticed, or someone turned a blind eye.

Anyway, Ron packed everything up, only to have it all swallowed up by slugs and teleported to the Kingdom of Emira.

Even transporting a few things there allowed them to hold on for a little longer, and it also consumed a lot of Slug's mental energy.

Busy from morning to night.

By the end of the night, Ron's funds had accumulated more than 50 billion yuan. As for firearms and supplies, they had been shipped several times, which was enough for two thousand people.

It took a lot of hard work from Ron to transfer so many things directly.

These nuns are actually many former "patients" who had their liquidity transferred away by Ron.

After all, for those who have received treatment but have not been absorbed into the source of life, their value itself lies here.

Usually when Ron needs it.

They provided Ron with personnel and money, and Ron ensured their physical safety. For example, those people would always have a slug with healing powers around them.

It can be regarded as one of Ron's previous arrangements.

It was just that some time ago, the supply was suspended for a period of time.

After sorting everything out and looking at the dark night and the moon outside, Ron realized that he hadn't eaten anything until now and had been contacting people and collecting things.

Looking at Maggie who was following him around all day, Ron smiled sheepishly.

"Come on, let's go eat."

There was no more nonsense. At the end of the day, Maggie was like a shadow. She just wanted to determine how sure Ron was.

She just looked and didn't speak, and she didn't want to ask the other party what their plans were.

I just feel that Ron might actually succeed.

Intuition, this is just pure intuition.

. . .

A large, desolate and smelly garbage dump.

Meteor Street, one of the lawless zones in this world.

People who have been abandoned by the world live here. No one from these countries outside will care about this place, and no one will care about managing it.

What they will do is set a fixed time to dump garbage here.

Feed the bugs in here.

Bed bugs actually come in different sizes, high and low.

A place nearby that resembles a small town.

It's hard to imagine that in a small villa that is relatively well-decorated, it is in a place that looks like a garbage dump.

There is also a small villa with flashing lights and exquisite decoration.

The rest of the place is obviously small wooden huts and thatched huts. A house made of stone is considered good.

There are many places that are so smelly that you need to wear a protective mask when walking, otherwise you will not be able to survive.

That is to say, the people here have a rough life and their resistance is a bit high.

Otherwise, for ordinary people to come here, they would have to have vomiting and diarrhea every day.

Ordinary people cannot adapt to this place within a few months.

In a small villa.

There are many people sitting on the exquisite restaurant table, and there are many delicious dishes on the table. The aroma is obvious all around. The villa has also been specially set up. The stench from outside makes it difficult to enter it.

This place is like heaven, and the garbage towns outside are like hell.

There are many people on the periphery protecting this small villa.

But that has nothing to do with the four people at the table. They are just enjoying the delicious food in front of them.

"Well, uh..."

"You have all received information about him, right?"

One of the old men who looked to be in his seventies burped as if he had filled his stomach, wiped his mouth, and then looked at the three people who were silent around him and asked.

Someone has to start talking about this matter, otherwise, it is estimated that no one will be able to speak until the end of the meal.

While speaking, he had already pushed away the dish in front of him that he had not finished eating, and it was obvious that he didn't care at all.

"I know, you have collected so many guns and thousands of people's supplies, but you still want to fight with us?"

After one person spoke, the others stopped eating after listening to him, and then an old man who looked quite old and a little fat spoke.

When he spoke, it was obvious that the other party was very afraid and dissatisfied.

"Ron, this kid, didn't take us seriously at all, and last time... Great Elder, what do you say we should do?"

The slightly fat old man thought about something and stopped talking halfway.

Looking at the great elder who spoke at the beginning and seemed to be the oldest at the table, he asked directly.

He is the second elder of Meteor Street.

Although he seemed to be asking, the slightly fat old man was obviously trying to pass the buck and directly sent the topic to the other party.

After all, the previous actions against the other party were planned by them.

Now that the fourth elder is dead, they have also lost a lot of manpower.

Moreover, they have to do it again. Can't they be more stable at such an old age?

In fact, he is a little dissatisfied now, not only with Ron, but also with this elder and the previous fourth elder.