Mu Xingzhou couldn't quite understand Yu Nianbing's practice of asking for a low price and a high price as soon as he opened his mouth, and driving up the market all at once.
In his opinion, for a player of Zhao Da and Zhao Er's ability type, of course he can try to make a big one and see if he can buy it out. But for other people, such a big handwriting will actually raise people's appetite.
So what if they agreed to Yu Nianbing at this moment, five million a person, and carried Song Shiyue to the next camp? Then at the next camp, will it cost 10 million? In this way, how far can Yu Nianbing's net worth support everyone to carry Song Shiyue
What made Mu Xingzhou depressed was that Yu Nianbing made such a mistake. He originally wanted to ask everyone to help raise Feng Qianqian's price, but how could he ask
It has to be said that Zhao Da's conversation with Mu Xingzhou the night before said that Mu Xingzhou's mind was not shaken at all, which is impossible. But that was just Zhao Da's conjecture. Before reaching the end of the road, Mu Xingzhou still wanted to try making money this morning.
It's good now, there is an extra random bidder on the buyer's side, Mu Xingzhou is held up in mid-air, and he can't catch up with a word if he makes up his mind.
Song Shiyue...
Mu Xingzhou looked at the man lying at Yu Nian Bing's feet.
The one who helped them a lot along the way and just rescued them from the hole the day before...
Mu Xingzhou's entanglement and pain in his heart were far more than what he showed.
but…
Mu Xingzhou looked at Ni Jing and Feng Qianqian at their feet again.
No matter how much gratitude and emotion there are, when faced with a choice, there is not much hesitation.
Mu Xingzhou stood firm in his heart, and was about to speak, but someone was rushing ahead of him.
"What about Feng Qianqian..." Ni Jinghe's voice was not loud, it just sounded in the silence, but it was a little jarring.
What responded to her was silence and dodging eyes.
"So now you have to pay millions, tens of millions, to be eligible to live?" Ni Jinghe's voice raised a little, and with the content of the words, it could even be said to be a bit sharp.
Along the way, Ni Jinghe said very little in the team, and he spoke with some comforting gentleness. Now that he is like this, he is obviously a little out of control.
Ni Jinghe's words fell into the quagmire like a stone in front of these people, without even the slightest echo.
But at the same time, on the star network, a single stone caused a thousand waves.
"A doctor is a doctor. You are right and straightforward. Is it true that only those who can afford so much money can live?"
"What do you mean by the front? Mu Xingzhou is the one who bid first, okay? Xiao Bingcui didn't bid because he wanted to see them give up on Song Shiyue?"
"To be honest, the fact that Sister Song can't wake up is about to blow me up. Stop lamenting that only rich people can live, and you don't look at those people now! Can you work without money?"
"Feng Qianqian fell down yesterday, and said that today they took turns to carry them. Those people's faces are not very good. Today's task is doubled. Looking at their faces before Xiaobingcui paid, I definitely don't want to take both of them."
"The sheep team also said to vote, hehe, do you need to vote? You can tell from the face that those who don't make a sound are basically unwilling."
"That's not necessarily the case, do the math, Yu Nian Bingmu Xingzhou, Ni Jing, Ning Chuyang and Zhuang Jiachuan are all willing to carry people away."
"What's the use? Among these few people, only Zhuang Jiachuan has a bit of strength. The rest of them can't carry it away alone. What should we do if we don't have money?"
"To put it bluntly, I also recognize the killers, and I am willing to raise funds to give them money. Now there are no strong people, and the fallen people have no chance to move forward. Now there is no water, how to support them go down!"
"??? It wasn't someone from your family who was killed, so you just admit it!!! What do you mean!"
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The audience on Starnet, before they had time to react to the news of Song Shiyue's coma, fell into a new round of disputes over money and ethics.
It's a pity that whether they condemn or want to lend a helping hand of money, it is too far away for the people on Wilderness Star at this time.
It stands to reason that this is the second day of the obsidian storm. Under normal circumstances, even in a state of water shortage, human nature should not be lost so quickly. Ni Jinghe's puzzlement and condemnation from the bottom of his heart can make those who are blinded by selfishness and money temporarily sober up and reconsider.
It's a pity that there were no normal people in the team carefully selected by the Mu brothers.
Ni Jinghe's cry did not restore the conscience of others, and everyone stood firm on their original choices.
"I'm also willing to pay, five million each, to help me carry Feng Qianqian to the next camp. I can also write a written statement. This money is valid regardless of whether I can go back safely." Mu Xingzhou's words are in harmony with What everyone said, while trying to be friendly, they looked at Yu Nianbing, "In this case, as long as everyone works hard to carry Song Shiyue and Feng Qianqian to the next camp, the total will be 10 million per person."
How could Yu Nianbing not know that Mu Xingzhou's friendliness and the second half of his words implied that the two of them were tied together and that he did not want to start a price dispute with him.
Originally, Yu Nianbing didn't intend to drive up the price and people's hearts, and let those people choose one of the two fallen ones. At this time, Mu Xingzhou tried his best to express his kindness in the air, Yu Nianbing nodded, and said: "We work together, maybe we can reach the next camp before sunset. We will write it to you now. "
After talking for so long before, except for Zhuang Jiachuan, no one else objected, and the originally resisting eyes softened, and Yu Nianbing saw it all.
It's great to ask for money now, to be honest, no one objected to collecting money, Yu Nianbing was relieved, and it was better to implement it as soon as possible.
Ni Jinghe looked at Mu Xingzhou, then at Yu Nianbing, pursed her lips tightly, and did not make another sound.
Justice, morality, and even kindness are worthless on the second day of the obsidian storm...
One five million, another five million... These people are really rich.
As before, no one objected to Mu Xingzhou's words, and the only two who had something to say were Ning Chuyang and Zhuang Jiachuan, who had been pushed down by Yu Nianbing long before.
Feng Qianqian was tacitly assumed to have received the same treatment as Song Shiyue, and while Ni Jinghe was relieved, there were mixed feelings.
And the viewers who were watching the live broadcast on Xingwang and watched the live broadcast with real emotion, and the viewers who were so close to having tenosynovitis in their fingers during the fight were also shocked by the two 5 million operations.
"Okay, don't fight anymore, everyone has paid... Let me tell you, don't think about the people who pay. If the team is full of people who value friendship, there is no need to talk about money."
"That's right, why do you say our little ice cube. Who in this team was not rescued by my sister Song, and in the end, there are a few who are willing to lift my sister Song."
"If you don't eat or drink at the end, and give up Song Shiyue for your own survival, it's not completely incomprehensible to this human survival instinct. But where is it..."
"A lot of people say it's not fair to give money to save people. Now both of them have given money, isn't it fair? What's wrong with the person who asked me to say the money? You chirping people who say it's not good, I'm afraid it will be hard to meet in a lifetime One that throws five million for you, right?"
"Hey, I ate two CP candies at once. It's really Huanglian candy. It's bitter and sweet."
"I hope my sister Song can wake up when she arrives at the next camp, otherwise she will have to throw 10 million per person for the next section of the road..."
"I don't think so. Just like what Zhao Da said, if I don't care about it later, I guess money won't be attractive."
"Ten million... This price is too high, and if you pay more later, the attractiveness will also decrease."
"Yu Nianbing is still young, and the opening price is really too high in a hurry."
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Both Mu Xingzhou and the viewers on Xingwang felt that the price given by Yu Nianbing was too high, and it became more difficult for him to continue paying money to go to the next camp.
As everyone knows, Yu Nianbing only needs these people to take them to the next camp.
Regardless of the houses over there, at least there is water there, and only water can survive.
As for the future... Yu Nianbing didn't think those people were willing to carry them forward.
These people, under the stimulation of money, can take them to the next camp, which is probably their limit.
In any case, I hope that the money given will allow them to persist until the next camp, Yu Nianbing is already satisfied.
As long as she said to write a proof, she wrote a written proof. Yu Nianbing brought back some burnt charcoal from the fire, but before she could go back to the backpack and take out the white T-shirt to use again, she was stopped by Wang Daming.
"Here, let me use it for you." Wang Daming held out a palm-sized notepad with a ballpoint pen pinned to it.
Not far away, Zhao Er, who was leaning against a big tree with his arms crossed in front of his chest, could see clearly, but he couldn't help but sneered: "Didn't you say you didn't have pen and paper yesterday, and you want to ask my brother for a map?" ? What is this today?"
"I just found it in my pocket this morning?" Wang Daming said, but he handed the things in front of Nian Bing.
OK, very good.
Originally, Yu Nian Bing was also worried about not having enough clothes to share so many pieces, but now he doesn't care about their lawsuits, so he just took them and used them.
On the side, Mu Xingzhou also came over.
Aside from Yu Nian Bing and Mu Xingzhou, they wrote a note to each of the others.
Under the vague suggestion of the sheep team, they also painted their right thumb with a ballpoint pen, and pressed their fingerprints on each sheet.
After writing the notes, Mu Xingzhou held a handful of notes and hesitated whether to give them first or later, but Yu Nianbing stepped forward first, and each of them stuffed one. Even though Zhuang Jiachuan, Ning Chuyang and Ni Jing refused, Yu Nianbing insisted on giving them the note.
Now that the matter has been pushed to this point, if someone is noble, it will be troublesome.
After Yu Nianbing did this, the expressions on many people's faces relaxed a lot. After all, everyone was just silent before. Except for Wang Daming, no one made it clear that they would throw people down, and the sheep team didn't vote. The face hasn't been torn at all.
At this moment, Yu Nianbing directly gave the money first, showing full trust, and lowered his attitude. Everyone could even smile and say a few polite words, and after the weak and false decline, Yu Nianbing was full of sincerity and gratitude. After pushing and pulling, the note was collected again.
For a while, the atmosphere of the team improved a lot.
After hesitating for a moment, Mu Xingzhou saw the harmony of the short-staffed group, so he quickly distributed the ones he wrote.
So far, no one has mentioned how tired it is to lift people, and how to lift two people.
While Mu Xingzhou felt a little relieved, he couldn't help complaining.
If Yu Nianbing had discussed it with him earlier, the price would not have been raised so high all of a sudden.
It is absolutely possible to go to the next camp, one million per person, and then to the next camp, two million per person and so on. If you are too tired on the way, or have some emotional rebound, just add it a little bit. Now it's good... The next camp should be fine, and the next camp will probably add seven or eight million per person.
Mu Xingzhou didn't know that the essence of his disagreement with Yu Nianbing was actually his confidence in these people.
He, too.
And Yu Nianbing... is gone.
The freshly baked note worth five million yuan had just arrived, those people didn't need to say anything more to Nian Bing, and went to find a suitable wood for Song Shiyue to make a stretcher on their own initiative.
Yu Nianbing took a break, sat back beside Song Shiyue, and couldn't help but gently touched the sleeping eyebrows.
Thank you for saving my life...
I'm afraid only this fool would care so much.
But Yu Nianbing didn't think about it again, idiot, why is Song Shiyue the only one
Song Shiyue, who still couldn't control her body, was holding her breath.
It wasn't the superficial suffocation when Zhao Da covered his mouth and nose, but his heart... was very blocked.
From Song Shiyue's point of view, her dilapidated body was useless long ago, and Yu Nianbing actually spent tens of millions just because of it...
really...
Too stupid.
Also too... sweet.
Only the freedom of the soul is actually not free at all.
Song Shiyue wanted to be open-minded the night before, but he was so open-minded, how did he force himself out of helplessness and despair
Can live, who wants to die
Who wants to do takeaway in the woods when they can be taken on the road
Because of this person, now, at least now, she doesn't have to face those imaginations about the ending last night.
Yu Nianbing...
Guilt, touch, and even more emotions were mixed together, leaving Song Shiyue, who was only conscious, nowhere to vent. Song Shiyue felt the cold hand caressing between her brows and eyes, her heart was so sore that it was about to explode.
But soon, Song Shiyue didn't have time to experience such complicated emotions.
Song Shiyue was still immersed in that complicated mood when a thin object that might be clothes fell on her body and couldn't extricate herself. But then his body suddenly turned over, and someone touched the unspeakable place lightly, which made Song Shiyue's entire consciousness froze, and all complicated thoughts were instantly emptied.
If the body could move, Song Shiyue would probably be able to feel what it means to have eyes that stare like copper bells by now.
And where Song Shiyue's consciousness couldn't see, Yu Nianbing blushed and pulled his hand out from under Song Shiyue's clothes.
Looks like it doesn't need a wash just yet...
Yu Nianbing thought about what happened to Feng Qianqian that he had heard the night before, blushed and looked at Song Shiyue again, but this look was more worried than shy.
It seems that we have to hurry to the next camp, at least drink water first...