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Chapter 926 Cang Long, Blood Fang

 Zhou Ning said: "What other way can it be? Of course it is acquisition!"

"Acquisition?"

Song Ziyu suddenly realized.

"Acquisition is the best way!"

Zhou Ning said: "As long as you have enough contribution points and acquire a top-ranked team, you can avoid the trouble of upgrading tasks...Song Ziyu, you may not know that there is such a group of people in the zero dimension, they are dedicated to

Establish a playing team, and then be responsible for increasing the team's points and levels, and finally sell the team in hand to obtain high returns." .??.??

"Hey, is there still such a way to play?"

Song Ziyu thought of those power training studios in Internet cafes when she was studying.

Those studios also operate in this way.

"One advantage of this method is that the money is stable and the risk is very low." Zhou Ning explained: "Although the rewards obtained in the early stage are relatively small, you can be sure that you will survive. Once a team has reached a higher level, you can change hands.

If you sell it, all the initial investment will be recovered, and you can still support your own team."

"Okay, I understand, then let's just buy a place and give it a try."



After making up his mind, Song Ziyu did not hesitate and took Zhou Ning directly into the mission hall and began to look for the "scalpers" who were selling the team.

The mission hall is located in the core area of ​​Zero Space and is a large floor hundreds of meters high.

Song Ziyu learned from Zhou Ning that in order to run this mission hall, Xi He established hundreds of official personnel, and thousands of time-travelers came and went every day, fighting various wars in countless planes.

"According to Lord Xihe's regulations, any team that has reached level D or above can be qualified to get an independent office in this building to serve as an agency for their own team to undertake various businesses." Zhou Ning said: "

a lot of

Everyone dreams of having their own place in this building."

Song Ziyu glanced at Zhou Ning and said: "Don't panic, you will realize this wish soon."

However!

After wandering around for a while, Song Ziyu discovered a problem.

It doesn't seem easy to realize this wish.

First of all, Song Ziyu doesn't like teams that are too low-level. For example, those stinky fish and shrimps below G level, it seems the same whether Song Ziyu spends huge sums of money to acquire them or not.

But if you want to buy a team above G level, especially a team above D level, the price will increase exponentially. Transaction fees can easily reach tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands. Song Ziyu simply cannot afford it.

Considering this issue, Song Ziyu hesitated.

It seems that the little contribution I made at the beginning can only be regarded as a moderately prosperous one, not a wealthy one. It is not enough in front of these B-level and A-level teams.

Now Song Ziyu is stuck in a dilemma of choice.

Should he buy it? Or should he not buy it?

this is a problem.

Even Shakespeare couldn't answer it.

"If it doesn't work, just register a new team and start from the lowest one-star mission, right?"

Zhou Ning seemed to see Song Ziyu's embarrassment, so he said: "This will not prevent you from traveling through various planes to find the coordinates you need."

Song Ziyu gritted his teeth and thought about it, it seemed to be the same truth, so he was going to follow Zhou Ning's suggestion and start by delivering food honestly.

However!

Just when Song Ziyu was about to make a decision!

In the huge mission hall, a fierce quarrel suddenly broke out.

"Niya, please wake up!"

A man's voice roared: "Your boss is dead! Your Blood Fang team has lost its most powerful high-end combat power and is no longer viable!"

"Who said we can't do it?"

The woman wearing a blood-red cheongsam blushed and tit-for-tat with the man.

"There's no point in being anxious with me!"

The man in a samurai uniform pointed at the cheongsam woman's face and said coldly: "You also know that every month, Mr. Xihe will re-assess the level according to the team's contribution. The team that cannot complete the relegation contribution task for three consecutive months will be dismissed.

Forced downgrade! Because of Feng Yiren's death in battle, your Bloody Fang team has not completed tasks above the three-star level for two consecutive months! Not only that, you also lost many troops and lost many brothers. And I also heard that your team is ranked

Along with Wen Long and Tang Yue, the top five combat powers have already changed their sects and joined other people's sects..."

The man scolded her without saving any face for Niya, but every word seemed to be very oppressive, making Niya unable to refute.

Finally, the man smiled and said: "This is the third month. If you still cannot complete enough contribution point tasks, your Blood Fang team will be removed from the A-level team."

As soon as these words came out, Niya, whose face was still red and humiliated, instantly turned pale.

"You are now strong on the outside and weak on the inside. You have reached the point of collapse. In my opinion, it is better to sell it directly while the name of Blood Fang is still there." The man said: "I will give you a reasonable price and a contribution of three thousand.

If you click on the transfer fee, I will accept all of you blood-toothed people!"

"Yuan Chen

, do you think we Xueya are beggars?" A man behind Niya suddenly said: "Three thousand contribution points, you should keep it for yourself and buy an urn for yourself!"

Hearing this, the man named Yuan Chen suddenly jumped up. With a flick of his wrist, the long sword was unsheathed at lightning speed!

A distance of ten feet!

Yuan Chen's eight-foot-long sword unexpectedly hit the chest of the man who spoke.

Even though the man had noticed the crisis and raised his arm guard to block it, when Yuan Chen's blade fell, the man was still injured by the blade, and a wide wound appeared on his chest.

The man's metal arm guard was cut off directly by the blade.

Looking at the bloody wound, Yuan Chen slowly put away the knife, and then shouted: "If I hadn't been compassionate and cut you on the neck with my knife just now, you would be a dead person now."

The man still wanted to talk back, but blood was pouring out of his chest, obviously he was seriously injured.

"That's enough! Yuan Chen, don't bully others too much."

Niya shouted hysterically: "You are just a cadre of the Canglong Team. If you want to annex our Bloodfang Team, you should let Li Canglong come and talk to me! After all, our Bloodfang Team is as famous as your Canglong Team as A-level."

Team.”

Yuan Chen laughed when he heard this and said: "Niya, even if I say a thousand words, you still don't understand your situation! If Feng Yiren is still alive, your Blood Fang Team is still qualified to be on an equal footing with our Canglong Team. After all, Feng Yiren

He is a super strong man recognized by everyone! He is a strong man who can discuss scriptures and doctrines with Master Canglong... It is a pity that he is dead, and your Blood Fang team has no backbone and is just a bunch of lost dogs."

"you……"
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