"I'll give you all the challenge points, and I'll give you an extra 500 points!"

"I'll give you 550, and you give me a spot."

"600, for the three of us, let's give you 2,000 and reserve a spot."

"I will give you all 900 points for just one chance to get through the canyon."

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Dalton's requirements were very demanding, but the contestants present were still scrambling for spots like crazy.

The exaggerated siege scene quickly promoted a spot to a full 1,600 points.

"Crazy, these guys are crazy!"

Pulling the male gunman back and away from the crowd, the old man wiped the sweat from his head.

Although the two of them can afford these points, if they think about it, there will be other additional requirements.

For example, give up part of the fresh water market, or simply let them sell the water wells at a low price.

impossible.

Absolutely impossible!

Using a hen that can lay eggs to buy a bottle of milk is not a cost-effective business.

Moreover, Dalton can spawn a motorcycle from the merchant, but can others spawn it as well?

"Let them play for two days first. We don't need to go to the finals anyway."

"Earn the points you can earn, forget it if you can't."

Feeling relieved for a while, the two of them walked back to the hut and sat down.

The scorching heat hit at noon, and the old man gulped down the water in frustration, pouring the newly produced portion of the well into the big bucket.

After a while, there were scattered contestants in the oasis.

"Old Taoist, why don't you go and take a look at the quotas sold there?" a familiar face joked.

The old man seemed to have expected someone to say this, and replied without raising his head: "Whether you want to go or not, it has nothing to do with us. Besides, the price is just killing a pig!"

"Kill a pig?"

Some people laughed, seeming to agree with the old Taoist's vulgar statement.

To sell water, you need to at least save a start-up capital in the early stage, and then take huge risks to buy water wells.

The final profit, even if it lasts until the end of the main race, will only be several times higher.

But selling canyon pass quotas is a hugely profitable business.

"Then you have to work hard. When the time comes, you will draw a similar vehicle and sell it to us at a cheap price?!"

They were all joking among acquaintances, and the old Taoist didn't care.

While chatting and laughing, they scooped out all the fresh water in the big water tank and got more than two thousand points.

But just as the two closed the stall, they were planning to go to the merchant's place to have a try at night.

Not far away, the horse's face quietly approached without knowing when.

"You old man, I didn't offend you, did you? You still say bad things about me in front of others?"

Dalton showed an evil smile and glanced up and down.

"Bad words? I'm sorry, I wish I could kill you right now." The old Taoist replied calmly, not losing the slightest bit in his words.

Anyway, in the main game, even malicious fights will be considered illegal by the game, let alone physical fights.

It's a quarrel, who is afraid of whom?

"Is it just for this fresh water business?" Marton still smiled, not minding the squeeze in his words.

"I know you want to go to the back of the canyon. How about we talk?"

In fact, the competition in the water selling business is not so life-and-death now.

Even the fresh water produced by the wells in the oasis is not enough to supply all the contestants.

The business of each "water stall" does not conflict with each other, and there is not even a price war.

"Talk? Do you want me to give you the well in exchange for a place?"

"That's not true, and I also know that you won't agree." Marton shook his head, and his words suddenly became sincere: "I am willing to exchange a micro well for your small well, and give me a quota to pass through the canyon.

And this quota does not need to meet those requirements, you can keep all the challenge mission points and canyon clearance rewards."

"In this way, you can continue to stay here selling water, and he can also explore behind the canyon." Marton's voice was full of temptation.

He knew that the old man could not let go of the 'small well', a hen that continued to lay eggs, so he did not touch the root cause, but used a more gentle way to exchange.

In this way, the veteran can still ensure his income, and the male gunman can also venture into new terrains.

Sounds like a win-win.

But what he didn't make clear was that most of the wells in the oasis are currently secretly controlled by the Wuyu Alliance.

Either exchange for quota, or purchase with points.

Once Lao Dao, the biggest competitor, gives up, other people in the oasis who persist will definitely choose to give up, and then all water sales rights will fall into the hands of the Wuyu Alliance.

By then, the old man with only micro-wells will simply not be able to withstand the squeeze of the market.

As long as he shouts out the slogan that if you don't buy from a regular store, you can get a 10% discount from him. I believe the smart contestants will understand how to choose.

If you want to get the micro well back then, you may not even need a thousand points.

It was the old Taoist's turn to hesitate, which did not go beyond Marton's expectations, and he soon made a decision.

"Please go back. We are not in a hurry to clear the canyon. Maybe we will refresh a motorcycle tonight?"

At that time, maybe you and I will become competitors again and do business with customs clearance."

"Then you really dare to think."

Marton shook his head slightly, with a hint of a smile on his face and chose to leave.

The trial has yielded results.

Whether it was the veteran's hesitation just now, or his unspoken desire to clear the canyon before leaving.

The reason why he didn't agree was probably because the price he offered was not enough.

"Enough of the publicity test, let's clear the canyon and bring back the information on the terrain behind it."

"I still don't believe these people are unmoved."

It was already evening, and most of the heat in the air had dissipated.

With full confidence, Marton arranged for a while and led people to the canyon with great fanfare.

At this time, there are many players doing daily quarrying tasks.

Seeing the off-road motorcycle appearing at the entrance of the canyon, the people who were still in the canyon suddenly became energetic and quickly retreated, fearing that they would be affected by the subsequent customs clearance.

Some aliens who were staying in the distance had also gathered around at this time.

He didn't get close, he just watched from a distance, silently praying in his heart that humans would fail to pass the level.

Unlike the lower half of the area, humans and alien races can still coexist in peace because of Soma's reconciliation.

In the upper half of the area, there is a tense situation between humans and aliens.

Both sides wished that the other side would die immediately and not be able to advance to the finals.

"Everyone, give way. The formation may be bigger later. Don't be accidentally injured!"

The first batch of humans to pass the customs are of course the Wuyu Alliance’s own people.

After the modification in the afternoon, the back seat of the small off-road motorcycle was extended a lot.

Marton was sitting in the driver's seat, and the two people behind him were straddling each other closely, making it look a little crowded.

But that's not all. In order to bring as many people there as possible, another person was squeezed in.

Then a person walked up from behind and tied the four people together with a rope made of rattan.

“You don’t need to ride too fast on the first trip, as long as you can pass the test.”

Feeling that the motorcycle was shaking a little and it was difficult to control, Marton thought to himself.

Turn the accelerator and the car starts to slide forward.

After adding fuel for a while, a puff of black smoke was emitted, and the speed suddenly increased.

"Let's go, let's just relax."

"No problem, this car is very powerful."

"Believe me, just wait for my good news."

After a few blasts to attract enough attention, Marton turned off the accelerator and rushed into the canyon.
To be continued...