“They seem to be really poor.”

Leopard Clan 011 whispered to Bai Chen. Although she didn't understand why these guys with insufficient snail content had to put the whole pair of snail shells on the back, she didn't understand that the multidimensional universe actually used shells as currency. However, it did not prevent her from thinking that the six-headed snails did not seem to be lying.

Only when you are so poor that you can't even take out a shell in your pocket will you be so heartbreaking.

The guests who were waiting for Bai Chen to respond with wide eyes gathered in front of the main live broadcast, and even the fat dragon clan and the black-skinned elf Randy would return to the Fire Red Rock Platform.

"Now, the carbon-based monkey is sculpting. I met a late stage of poverty-stricken disease with six shells left. Let's see how it performs oil pressing on the snail this time."

The black-skin elf Randy's harsh voice rang.

The fat dragon clan who was supporting the role laughed: "I don't know what kind of indigenous civilization the Nonard Empire is, but it is certain that the six captives of the two-legged beast made the biggest mistake in the multidimensional universe, poor!"

"These snails are poor, and they are even breathing wrong!"

"The carbon-based monkey has been operating for a while, and it takes time, labor and money to get such a six-pack of poverty-stricken disease in the late stage. It's really a laughing heart."

Bai Chen looked at the six late stages of the big snails who took the opportunity to vent their depression. After they were almost hysterical, they spoke: "Since you are so poor that you eat dirt, will you still have the leisure to travel through the space crack at the bottom of the sea to watch us contestants?"

"It's not all about collecting your data, okay..." Although Daluo covered his mouth immediately.

But Bai Chen still raised the corner of his mouth meaningfully.

Leopard Clan 011 looked at these snails with a look of shock.

"What are you good at collecting our data?"

She grinned.

Daluo ignored her clamor and observed Bai Chen's face.

"Don't say it?"

Bai Chen seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Say, I'll say."

"The purpose of our time altar is to understand the background of your multidimensional universe through your performance, so that we can take the lead in the negotiations at the top and get benefits."

“The Altar of Time determines our rewards based on our respective performance.”

"Although this is a very dangerous action, there is no way we have to make a living and have to come here to be a record tool snail."

The big snail sold the altar of time cleanly.

Leopard tribe 011 is eye-catching: "Just observe? Instead of sneaking into capturing us contestants, studying the slice and auctioning?"

She paused, turned to Bai Chen and said, "Carbon-based monkey, I suspect that the green skin was caught by these snails."

"I'm not."

“We don’t.”

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"Our Nonard Empire Time Altar Observation Team definitely did not catch any contestants."

The big snail even swears to Bai Chen with its own snail content: "If we have anything to do with the green skin, we will never be able to contain snail content forever!"

Bai Chen's scrutiny eyes fell on the faces of the big snail and the other five snails.

They were all open-minded and looked at Bai Chen.

Bai Chen glanced at the console and confirmed that the snails did not lie: "Do you want to cure your late stage of poverty?"

"Treat the disease? We are not sick?"

"Oh, it's a poor disease."

"Yes, yes, we are in the late stage of poverty."

"We want to rescue it."

"As long as you can earn money from shells and buy screw shells, as long as you can earn money from shells to increase screw content, you can do anything you want."

The snails surrounded Bai Chen, and the snails even had golden eyes: "Level 0 outsiders, do you want information about the time altar? I can tell you the color of the time altar underwear."

"If you want to know the information about the Nonard Empire, it's OK."

"As long as the shells are in place, I will tell you whatever you want to know."

The big snail looks like it can be treated in the late stage of its poor disease.

At this time, Bai Chen received the organizer's witch's heart-energy demon's heart-energy transmission.

"All the time the altar, the situation of the Nonard Empire, our organizer wants it."

"Carbon-based monkey, you have made a contribution."

Bai Chen replied with a hehe, and continued to respond with all his heart: "Don't mess with those who are stupid, you will be patronized, and the handling fee will be ten points."

The organizer's witch was shocked: "What did you say?"

Bai Chen said seriously: "It was the big snail that reminded me."

"These indigenous people of the Nonard Empire want to use this Abyss Survival to test the so-called multidimensional universe. As the organizer, you can also use us contestants to use survival points as bait to let us let ourselves fly on these five planets. In this process, you can use tools such as the Heart Demon, such as the Heart Demon, and even the Butterfly Clan observers to complete the investigation of the planets in the frontier of the 7921 universe."

"It seems reasonable to push us contestants to the forefront of exploring the 7921 universe, based on your organizers' habits."

"The multidimensional universe is so big, but the forces that the spiral tribes in the Nonard Empire can reach are likely to be your organizer."

"Since that's the case, I'll help your organizer collect some handling fees for the matchmaking process for you while surviving the abyss. Isn't it reasonable?"

"You organizers don't want to carry forward the simple universal values ​​of the multidimensional universe and save these snails in the late stage of poverty and the dire storm?"

The guests were stunned by Bai Chen's reasons.

Even the fat dragon clan, the black-skinned elf Randy didn't know what expression to express their shock at this moment.

"The handling fee of ten points? My God, the organizer has always been the organizer who has tried to harvest the contestants in different ways. Today, the sun emerged from the Mariana Trench, and the contestant Bai Chen actually had ten points as soon as he opened his mouth!"

The war-crazy guest felt his brain was muddy.

"No, no, don't you think the guess of the carbon-based monkey is the truth? While negotiating with the indigenous peoples of the Nonard Empire, they throw the contestants into endless battlefields on these planets, and purposefully guide them with survival points to obtain detailed information about the 7921 universe from the contestants' battle. This is obviously the style of the demons."

The test tube robot looked at the organizer with strange eyes.

"Universal values, saving poverty and illness in the late stages of dire straits, I have to write down this sentence with a note. This is really incisive." The aliens with four heads took out paper and pen and carefully wrote Bai Chen's sentence in their diary.

"Isn't it natural to let the contestants do their business?"
Chapter completed!