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Chapter 297(2/2)

Including what Wu Kuishan said at the end was a joke to everyone.

Some of the ninth-grade strong men live in a simple way, and some, like Zhang Tao, hold important positions and go to Mowu to be the principals, which are attractive to a handful of seventh- and eighth-grade strong men.

But it really doesn't have much appeal to the ninth-grade experts.

Ninth Grade has reached the end of martial arts. At this moment, few of them have the mind to manage such chores.

Everyone fell silent.

Zhang Tao glanced at Wu Kuishan and said after a long while: "Principal Wu, there is no need for this. Everyone is striving for a common goal. Among them, some people have to pay more, and some people have to pay less..."

"Mowu has paid enough."

Wu Kuishan chuckled and said: "If one eighth-grade soldier killed in battle is not enough, then a few more should be enough.

Over the years, apart from the Military Department, Wuhan has suffered the most strong men killed in battles. No, most of the strong men killed in the Military Department came from Wuhan University.

Minister, it's okay to bleed, but it's really inappropriate to shed tears.

Are our demands excessive?

The students of Mowu said that if you can't exchange your blood and life for the resources of your own cultivation, then why are you fighting?

The country, the country, and the world...are so vast!

If you can't protect yourself, how can you protect your family and the country?

How can some people, who are sitting in the rear, know how hard it is to get a weapon from a cave warrior and an herb for alchemy on the front line!

That was paid for with blood and life, can you really say that?

It’s not that Mowu doesn’t want to contribute. As we become stronger, we will contribute more. Did we say we would avoid war?

Have you ever complained that there were too many war dead and that you won’t go down to the caves in the future?

None!"

Someone in the crowd snorted softly.

As soon as the result came out, Tian Mu suddenly became furious and said: "Zheng Minghong, what Principal Wu is talking about is you, you bastard, sir, don't think I don't know you, I suspect you are the biggest leader of the cult!"

Otherwise, where did the cult's elixirs come from?

You control the elixir company. The caves are heavily guarded against cults, and the government also cracks down hard. How do you get the money, where do you buy the elixirs..."

"Tian Mu, how dare you slander anyone!"

"I'm going to criticize your uncle, Zheng Minghong. I'll just say one thing. If the elixir company is causing trouble this time, I'll kill you first, and then I'll go down to the cave and take away one of you!"

You think you dare to go against me if you are an eighth-level person. I have killed more people than you have ever seen. You are an eighth-level person who took drugs, and I will punch you to death!"

"Did I take drugs?" Zheng Minghong on the opposite side was furious and shouted: "You took an eighth-grade drug and showed it to me. I killed countless enemies in the Kyoto caves that day, and today I am your Tian Mu."

What you call a cult leader and a drug-addicted trash?"

"That was back then. After you reached the seventh level, how many times did you go down to the cave?"

Tian Mu sneered and snorted: "Back then I respected you as a man, but now you are nothing. If you are not convinced, let's give it a try!"

"Enough!"

Zhang Tao shouted softly, and the ninth-level expert became angry. Everyone silenced their voices, including Tian Mu, who stopped yelling.

Having a rude tone does not mean you are stupid, and being stupid doesn't mean you are in the eighth grade.

Deliberately leaving some things open will be conducive to subsequent actions.

Although Zhang Tao is the second most powerful person on the grandmaster list, he does have a headache at the moment.

Mowu... is not just about Mowu!

This matter, if you apply normally, there will definitely be no chance. This is why the Mowu Grandmaster did not go through the normal channels, and the reason why the top ten grandmasters came together.

But this is hard to agree to.

If you agree to Mowu today, tomorrow Jingwu will do the same as usual, and other Wuhan universities will do the same in the future. Then half of the elixir and weapon companies will be destroyed. What will happen to those warriors who don't go to the underground caves and don't enter Wuhan University?

After pondering for a moment, Zhang Tao said: "Ignoring other points, the expansion of the magic weapon production line is up to you. However, tens of billions of raw materials must be handed over to the elixir and weapons companies every year. Principal Wu, everyone, this is my

The limit of what can be done.

Otherwise, without a country, the new generation of warriors will not be able to become warriors at all, and everyone should understand this."

Wu Kuishan pondered for a moment and said: "Yes, but the items handed over must be purchased at the original price."

Zhang Tao glanced at the people behind him, paused for a moment, nodded slightly and said, "I agreed on their behalf."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Minghong frowned slightly and said: "Ten billion is too little..."

In the past, Mowu provided at least 20 billion yuan of material sources for several major companies. Although they still had to pay, the raw materials were raw materials and the finished products were manufactured, which was different.

Now, half of it is lost all of a sudden, and the elixir and weapon companies will definitely be affected.

Zhang Tao glanced at him. If we start fighting now, do we really want to anger these powerful masters of Mowu?

Wu Kuishan ignored him at all. After getting Zhang Tao's promise, he coughed lightly and said: "Minister, everyone, we have something else to do, so we'll leave first!"

After saying these words, the ten great masters ran faster than they came and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye!

Among the people who stayed in place, some strong men from the Wuhan University looked at each other, ready to make a move.

Mowu ate crabs, everyone can try it too.

Zhang Tao had long felt this atmosphere, and said calmly: "How much you pay, how much you get in return, I know the battle damage rate of each school, including the number of enemies killed and the number of seizures. Mowu is still high, so I agreed to Mowu."

application.

Think about it for yourself at other Wuhan universities, including Jingwu. How do they compare with Mowu in terms of killing enemies and capturing enemies in recent years?

This is the first time, there is no next time, everything depends on the results!

With dazzling achievements and records, naturally you are indispensable!"

As soon as these words came out, coupled with the powerful momentum of this ninth-grade second-ranked expert, some of the masters and experts in the crowd stopped thinking.

Not to mention whether it is possible to assemble such a powerful lineup as Mowu to build up momentum. Even if it is possible, the first time is okay, but the second time is a deliberate slap in the face. Do you really think that these ninth-level experts are so easy to talk to?

As for Jingwu, who is only stronger than Mowu... the situation is a bit complicated, and in addition, his reputation has been outweighed by Mowu recently, so he may not take this risk.

Kyoto, which is rooted in Kyoto, has a relatively complicated leadership situation, with many graduates serving in the central government.

For a time, the fire showed signs of going out before it even started.

However, this matter has also taken root in everyone's minds. If the time is right, it may not be impossible to bring it up for discussion.



On September 16, the two principals returned to school.

On that day, Mowu announced a new policy.

There are many policies. To sum it up in one sentence, it is easier to obtain credits!

Regardless of whether you are a new student or an old student, you might have been able to get 5 credits for doing a task before, but now you can get 10 credits, but the purchasing power is still the same.

This means that for completing the same task, everyone can get more resources.

For a moment, the Mowu School cheered and the atmosphere was extremely enthusiastic!

And Pingyuan Society has once again played a role. All this was achieved for everyone under the leadership of several principals and the leadership of Fang Ping, the president of the Martial Arts Society!

This time Fang Ping did not dare to promote himself alone. This time he offended many people, so it was better for him to keep a low profile.

While promoting the principal, it also enhances one's own prestige, which is not too conspicuous. There are several masters in front of him.

In the martial arts club.

Fang Ping felt slightly regretful and looked at Chen Yunxi and said: "Actually, this is all my fault. I am the president of the martial arts club. It is my luck to Mowu. It's a pity. I am a low-key person and I don't take credit..."

Fang Ping sighed again and again, if I were a grandmaster, I would definitely publicize it in a big way this time.

Forget it now, let Lao Wu and the others take some advantage. After all, these old men have traveled thousands of miles, which is not easy. They are all so old.

However... Fang Ping is not without any benefits.

At the very least, if you do the task again in the future, you will get at least twice as many credits.

"No...it's only right that I suffered a big loss!"

Fang Ping suddenly thought of something. He covered his heart and gasped: "No, I have obtained tens of thousands of credits before. Doesn't that mean... doesn't it mean that I have lost tens of thousands of credits?"

"Even if it's 10,000 credits, that's still 300 million...hell, who's responsible for this?"

Fang Ping's heart ached with pain. He had really lost a lot. He had lost hundreds of millions. He had never suffered such a loss. Wang Jinyang, who owed him the most, only had less than 50 million. Now, who is it to lose hundreds of millions?

Zhang Yu?

Old Man Li?

Or who?

Seeing Fang Ping in agony, Chen Yunxi looked dull.

It was obviously a good thing, but when it came to Fang Ping, why did it seem to be more painful than cutting his flesh?
Chapter completed!
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