In fact, if Dawn Wings insisted, 200 million could be sold.

The total cost of a fortress should not exceed 50 million, provided that you can fight, Lu Li and his team used two magic mechas to dispatch a large number of masters to accomplish this.

The land auction was more than 30 million, but because I won, most of the money was removed from the system and returned to Lu Li's pocket. In addition, the loss of the magic mecha, which requires a lot of precious materials to repair, but it does not cost much.

As for equipment losses, because you won the fortress war, you should not only not lose money, but you should also make a small profit.

So the 200 million Lu Li and Gen No. 3 are already very satisfied. As for the subsequent 20% benefit sharing, we naturally know that this is an obvious impossible thing, thereby increasing the bargaining chips for negotiation.

But I didn't expect that the other party's psychological bottom line was so much higher than they thought.

"You don't know his expression at that time, hahaha," Meng Hui Thirteen returned to the club, sat in his large office with luxurious decoration, and described the scene with his cousin half lying on the sofa.

"Hahaha, he must be very regretful that he is going to lose it, and he feels so uncomfortable," the Eleventh Young Master also smiled so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist.

"I guess he was uncomfortable for at least three months. Maybe he would think we could accept a price of 450 million yuan. He would probably be uncomfortable and couldn't eat or sleep well. Maybe he would even ignore the water elves, and then the water elves would pay homage to him, and you would have a chance."

"What nonsense," Eleventh Young Master jumped up.

"Oh, you are so timid that you don't even dare to confess. If you confessed earlier, you might have a chance," Meng Hui Shisanyi looked contempt.

"When did I say I like water elves? Don't talk nonsense, can you?" The Eleventh Young Master said furiously: "If I like water elves, I might as well like Lu Li. Lu Li and I have more interactions with me than water elves."

"Haha, a terrifying pen," Meng Hui Shisan sneered.

"You are just a bad person. People say that they can make as much money as they want. You think that the money is blown by the strong wind," Eleventh Young Master retorted without hesitation.

Then, the two brothers fought in the president's office. The beautiful female secretary at the door held her glasses and calmly continued to lay down her head to see the new ancient urban drama.

After receiving this huge sum of money, Lu Li almost didn't know how to spend it for a while.

However, the fortress cannot be handed over directly, so in the next fortress war, everyone still has to fight with real swords and guns. At most, the Sword of Judgment does not arrange for the magic mecha to appear, and the defense personnel are also slightly weaker.

The premise is that the Wings of Dawn successfully captured the fortress's attack power.

At the same time, the competition is held every day, but the Sword of Judgment is unlikely to compete every day. Except for the competition, Lu Li and his team spent all their time leveling and doing tasks.

Oh, it’s someone else who uses monsters to do tasks, and Lu Li uses monsters to do monsters and then to do monsters.

Not every time I encounter an opponent like Dawn Wings. Most of the opponents have no strength to fight back, even if they work hard to get equipment.

The best equipment for more than 60 or less than 70 is dark gold. Legends are rare and legends are even more unseen. Therefore, even if you try your best, you can't get the equipment to widen the gap. That is, the one used by Eleven is considered a strange way to find another way, but it is not difficult to deal with after finding weaknesses.

As everyone's level increases, the level 65 set gradually weakened due to level punishment, and the strength of the Eleventh Young Master also dropped sharply.

After defeating multiple opponents, in the group of Sword of Judgment, it and Wings of Dawn finally successfully qualify and become one of the 10,000 competitive teams.

It seems not difficult to stand out from 10,000 teams. It is a very likely thing for the Sword of Judgment, but other clubs don’t think so. It can be said that it is good luck to be able to enter the rematch, and those who can enter the top 10,000 will no longer have the problem of luck.

Moreover, due to the competition system, some foreign players will also appear when these 10,000 lucky people confront each other.

In the first game, Lu Li and his team met a group of fan countries that looked very unlocal.

Before the game, both sides had a short opportunity to be courteous, saying nonsense to each other such as being happy to meet you, being honored to be able to compete with you, friendship first and second.

However, the words on the other side made Lu Li feel very troubled.

"They were very excited and felt that they had met the Chinese team," Maomao explained in a low voice, and then she went over to communicate in the same language.

"Hiss, the cat is so amazing," the fat monkey looked respectful.

He and Maomao love to eat meat, and they are fortresses that enter the Sword of Judgment one after another. They are both legal systems and are about the same age. They may still share the same hatred of the enemy when they are on weekdays, but they naturally fight in private.

Although the fat monkey loses more and wins less in battle, he always falls into a trap made by cats who like to eat meat, but he has never been convinced.

Now he was convinced.

"What the hell did you say," Lu Li asked.

"That's Gao Liyu. My father has a friend in the e-sports circle. He used to be from Gao Li, so I learned a little, and they said that they hope everyone can establish a solid friendship," Maomao said to Lu Li after she came back from eating meat.

"Then how did you answer him?"

"I said we'll talk about it before we win," the cat shrugged with meat.

"Beautiful job," Lu Li didn't have any good feelings for Fanbian. He was exposed to the most grassroots culture, and he was a person who was righteous and was a person who was unfaithful, and he was a writer. The lowest level would not consider too much the so-called international situation.

The team on the other side is a strong team that Gao Lishu has obtained.

Of course, this number is also for their country. This club called Purgatory God Palace can steadily rank among the top 100 there, which is already an unattainable ranking for ordinary players.

As for the Sword of Judgment...

"This is a strong team in China. Can we beat the last champion?" The captain of the Purgatory God Palace Club looked sad.

"Captain, how can you speak like this? What's wrong with us? How can we gain others' ambition to destroy our own dignity? This is our first time fighting a foreign club. We only win but not lose," the warrior profession rebuked.

Although the captain is stronger, the warrior is an old player and has been in the professional circle for almost twenty years, so he bowed and apologized very uneasy, ashamed of his cowardice.

"We will definitely do it," Gao Li's player made a pre-war mobilization with enthusiasm.

"At least you have to get one or two points," the captain of the Purgatory Gods Club added silently in his heart, quickly strengthening his confidence.

However, the Sword of Judgment did not conduct pre-war mobilization, but instead encountered trouble.

Several people were making a bloody head for the starter. Although they were fighting for the game on weekdays, everyone could at least discuss it. Today is their first time facing foreign players, so no one wants to give in.

"What are you arguing? Isn't it just the starter? If you have anything to quarrel, don't argue," Lu Li scolded sternly.

Everyone thought about it, but they acted as if they had never seen a foreigner before, so they all closed their mouths in shame.
Chapter completed!