Chapter 662 America is ashamed
The auction lasted for a full hour, and only two items were unsold.
After that, a number of unidentified limited skill seeds appeared in the auction, listed for sale like a blind box. As soon as this thing came out, the bidding currency was immediately seamlessly switched from point cards to destiny coins, and the atmosphere seemed to be gradually entering a heated stage.
However, people began to leave one after another and moved to other exhibition halls and reception areas for sale. Obviously, the subsequent auctions had nothing to do with them, and time was left to the major armed forces.
It was at this time that Li Cang noticed at least 10 to 20 malicious looks from different positions on the court, mainly focused on Jin Yujing, and of course himself.
What's the meaning?
Worried about pandas getting involved?
It’s just limited skill seeds and destiny servants, so what?
Or is it that the base has become involved to this extent now?
"Thanks to Fangfang, including all 3/7 bases, there are 17 armed groups that have directly clashed with pandas, and more than 20 of them seem to be inseparable. Fangfang is Fangfang, and pandas are pandas. They are afraid of Rao Qifang, but they are afraid of Rao Qifang. I don’t mind stepping on a panda when the time comes.”
More than two-thirds of the people left the venue, and the sound of bidding on items on the stage became more and more frequent, and there was only this one sound.
Only people from armed groups were left in the whole place. Not to mention their kind-hearted looks, at least they were fierce and ferocious. Just by looking at their appearance, it was clear that they were full of martial arts.
I don’t know when, even the host and auctioneer on the stage were quietly changed, and there were more uniformed security personnel around the venue.
Li Cang even thought it was ridiculous: "Huh? How can we still fight?"
"I can't say for sure," Jin Yujing blinked, "Fangfang said you are quite powerful, is that okay?"
"Nothing is wrong"
“So it’s okay?!”
The burly middle-aged man with a gloomy face on the stage who had no idea why he was smiling stiffly read the manuscript: "This auction was jointly authorized by the 3/7 base, and a total of 2,700 servants of destiny were provided as auction items. The transaction is based on the principle of mutual consent. It complies with all the existing laws and regulations of the base. After the transaction, a delivery and use agreement covering 128 clauses must be signed, and the relevant departments of the base will regularly intervene in the use investigation, and take the initiative to accept it"
He read without any emotion, let alone passion, for six minutes!
"There are a total of 256 groups and individuals qualified to participate in this auction. Unqualified people who have not yet left should not raise their cards at will;"
"For each group of one hundred, the base price for each group is 1,000 destiny coins, and each increase in price shall not be less than 100 coins;"
"Raising a placard is deemed to be an increase in price. The bidding qualification for this year will be cancelled, and the base official will come forward. The credit rating of the hunting team, collection team and other warheads will be lowered, and the relevant authority will be lowered;"
“Please be prepared, consume rationally and avoid conflicts!”
Li Cang took a breath of cold air and said that he was just trying to have fun because the sky was three feet high. He was really evil and had to look at the base!
You must know that the sacrifice price of an ordinary heavily armored walking zombie is mostly between 10 and 20 destiny coins, which is a whopping 25 destiny coins, and all subordinates can be transformed through small coin prayers. How can your base be so virtuous and capable? Do you dare to offer a minimum price of 10 coins for each walking zombie to get a symbolic ID card?
"3000!"
"3500!"
"5000!"
"8500!"
One story said that when they started quoting, Li Cang even felt his hair standing on end and was in a trance - capitalists are nothing, there is only one kind of person who really makes money, and that is the person who makes the rules.
Otherwise
Quietly smuggling a group of heavily armored zombies or sicklemen to the base?
"Hey, do you think the base itself doesn't have one?" Jin Yujing said, "These teams have countless Destiny Servants kept outside. What they need is Destiny quota that can be freely entered and exited the base reasonably and legally. The Destiny Servants themselves do not It’s not that important. Once you get it, you can completely rely on resources to pile it up. Not everyone’s servants of fate are as special and indispensable as those under the hand. I have often heard Rao Qifang say, you are simply a special breed. Collection maniac, I really don’t understand how you did it.” Li Cang gnashed his teeth and said, “So the panda also wants to bid? Is it necessary? This timi can make money much faster than robbery, and the base looks a bit ugly!”
"Why not?" Jin Yujing whispered: "Pandas need this step, or all armed groups need it. Everyone needs to prove their strength and show their sincerity to the base. In short, cooperation will benefit both sides! Pandas The budget is 1,500, and we have to get at least half of it!”
"Wait, wait, the panda takes half? If I remember correctly, is the panda ranked second or third?"
"The first one is the official award. They will not participate at all. They have internal channels."
"Isn't this a mess?"
"What's the matter? Nightingale supplies the base with all products, and internal digestion is not enough. The base also needs to purchase harvests from other teams on a large scale. No matter what Nightingale does, it will not have the slightest impact on the market, unless the base wants to actively regulate the market."
The pandas owned by Rao Qifang own a total of more than 220 air islands, with a direct team of nearly 4,000 people, and a mere 1,500 destiny servants for the middle and lower classes cannot be considered sufficient.
So, let’s do some math.
There are 256 bidding rights. It is conceivable that armed groups in similar situations will have an urgent and even embarrassing need for these places.
If you really get the amount of 1,500 according to Jin Yujing's statement, you will basically be incompetent with your peers. The hatred value timi can be directly pulled from the earth to Mars!
"How many coins did the panda prepare?"
"If the management is sufficient, if not enough, the accounts will be taken directly from the base tax bureau, and they will take care of everything."
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Li Cang opened his mouth, feeling so weak that his life was hanging by a thread: "So, are these quotas given to pandas?"
"There is no problem with the quota, but the base will release another batch of about 2,000 at the beginning of next month."
Those of you who are riding horses are all beasts!
This ideological stench was so bad that even before the disaster, America would shed tears of shame and self-blame!
"Are these one of the conditions for my mother to be in power?"
"I am lonely and alone," Jin Yujing made an unlikely toad gesture and asked, "Anyway, Fangfang doesn't care about these trivial matters, does she?"
Wild beasts always walk alone and do not keep company with cattle and sheep.
To some extent, Panda is an extension of Rao Qifang's will. This "corporate culture" has almost imperceptibly penetrated into the bones of every member.
As a result, Panda's reputation among peers is not much better, but it is well-known among ordinary people.
The strong draw their knives against the stronger, and the weak draw their knives against the weaker. No one can refuse a protector who is as disciplined as a regular army and is focused on killing zombies and beasts without caring about mundane matters.
(End of chapter)