Game of Gods

The equipment is finally sold out.

A total of 12,300 elf gold coins were harvested, and almost each elf provided about 200 elf gold coins. These elves are well-equipped, and the price is really not much. Most of them are the result of discounts. It's just that the equipment of more than 50 elves is piled up, and the amount is scary.

This also made countless professionals envious and jealous. Unfortunately, these are the gains of Yuan Chenfei's team and have nothing to do with them.

Holding these gold coins, Yuan Chenfei went directly to the next location.

It was a place that sold elf secrets.

With a wave of his hand, Yuan Chenfei directly bought five secret books on elf cultivation.

These secret books are not expensive, the most expensive one is only two hundred gold coins. If it weren't for the limited human brain, unable to memorize too much, Yuan Chenfei would dare to evacuate the entire bookstore.

After getting the secret book, Yuan Chenfei directly sent it to all the friends around him: "Everyone memorizes a book, and write it silently after returning."

Xia Ning took it: "Where are the others?"

Yuan Chenfei replied: "I can't trust them."

Not everyone will be selfless. Even if those professionals get the secret code, they may only take it back to practice by themselves. It is probably impossible to say that it is dedicated to all human beings.

So instead of giving it away for nothing, it’s better to have these people around you.

Anyway, five secret books are enough for human cultivation.

The five secret books only cost 800 gold coins, and there were more than 10,000 gold coins left. Yuan Chenfei directly chose to buy blood.

"Why buy blood?" Xia Ning was puzzled: "The power of blood can't be brought back, so it's better to buy mythical equipment, the improvement effect is better."

In the City of Moonlight, there are mythical equipment to buy. Of course, this is specially open to human professionals, and it is not available under normal circumstances.

Yuan Chenfei smiled: "Because we use it, they won't have it."

It is true that the power of the blood cannot be taken back, but the blood sold by the elves is really hard-earned by themselves, and they are placed in the store for everyone to buy for the mission of the gods. And because the blood power can't be brought back, the price is ridiculously low. It only costs ten gold coins. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to buy it at this price.

But after confirming that the elves are the future enemies of the human race, Yuan Chenfei considered not only strengthening himself, but also weakening the enemy.

11,500 elven gold coins can buy 1,150 blood souls.

The power of this blood cannot be taken back, but it is enough to affect the promotion of the entire elf clan for a period of time.

Even if I don't have it, I will let you not!

This is Yuan Chenfei's thinking now. Anyway, the hatred has already grown, and Yuan Chenfei doesn't care about adding more hatred.

Sure enough, when Yuan Chenfei proposed to buy blood with all the remaining gold coins, the elves in the shop were also dumbfounded.

"There's not that much blood in the store," he said.

"Then I don't care, I will buy blood with so much money." Yuan Chenfei immediately became unreasonable.

The elf had no choice but to say, "Wait a while."

After a while, an old elf came over: "Yuan Chenfei, all the blood in the City of Moonlight doesn't add up to that much."

"How many do you have?" Yuan Chenfei asked.

"Thirty-two."

"Are you kidding me? What I want is 1150! I suggest you go to other cities to mobilize. Anyway, you also have a tower area, don't you? You can teleport."

"Even the entire elf clan doesn't have that much!" The old elf said angrily, "You also know that blood is a consumable, how can you keep so much?"

"Then adjust as much as you can." Yuan Chenfei said decisively: "I want it now. This is my right, right? By the way, it seems that I am still a person with authority. Even if it is not my right, I can also ask for it." .”

The old elf glared at him angrily, and left unwillingly.

Because of the teleportation, the mobilization speed of the blood is very fast.

Two hours later, the old elf came back: "A total of 862 blood souls are here!"

"Eight hundred and sixty-two..." Yuan Chenfei whispered: "There are thirty-two in Moonlight City, 862 divided by 32, is about 27, that is to say, there are only 27 cities in the elves? No, no, Moonlight As a task city, there must be accumulation in advance. Other cities should not have prepared so much, so it can be counted as one-third at most. In other words, there are actually only about one hundred cities of the elves? Although it is an inference, the difference should be Not that big. If we calculate based on the population of 50,000 in a city, then the number of elves should not exceed 5 million."

The old elf didn't expect Yuan Chenfei to calculate so much with a single amount of blood, he was taken aback.

Yuan Chenfei looked at his performance and nodded with satisfaction: "It seems that even though he missed the target, he is not far away."

He looked back at Xia Ning and the others: "From the words of the elf who was struck to death by lightning earlier, it can be confirmed that the future big invasion is definitely not one alien race, but many alien races invading at the same time. Not only that, but there are also many alien races between different races." Competition relationship. And there are only five million elves. Based on this analysis, if we simply rely on the human race to fight, we will never be able to block so many alien invasions. But the dead elf said that he has no idea of ​​​​destroying human beings. , and considering that the game of the gods has been played so many times, and there are so many servants, I think that the future alien invasion should not be an invasion of the whole family, but may be an invasion of different races with a limited force. In this way, There is still hope for the human race. It’s just that we are destined to not be able to keep all the land... I began to understand what happened to the battle of the Palak people.”

Xia Ning, Hanmo and the others were all stunned.

Yuan Chenfei said: "Remember what I said. If I die in tomorrow's competition, tell Fang Libo what I said."

Xia Ning said: "You will not die."

The old elf said in a serious tone, "You will definitely die."

"Before you die, let's settle the accounts. 862 blood souls are not enough. Again, what I want is 1150! You still need 288 of me."

"No!" replied the old elf, "you can only substitute something else."

"I don't think you and I have room to bargain." Yuan Chenfei twitched his lips, "Mystra."

Mystra's voice appeared weakly: "Have you finished yet? You have obtained a lot in this mission."

Yuan Chenfei smiled and said, "You mean my previous analysis was correct?"

"That's your business, don't try to lie to me."

"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it. In fact, this kind of thing is not difficult to guess. What is more difficult to guess is the more accurate data and execution method. The most important thing is that all the things I guess can be reported."

Mystra snorted and changed the subject directly: "The elves have indeed taken out all their blood."

"But I have the right to continue to ask for blood, right? This requires permission in accordance with the rules of the competition."

"In fact, this kind of thing has never happened before, so there are no regulations in this regard."

Yuan Chenfei smiled.

Mimicry competitions have happened many times, but like now, it is the first time that the aliens who perform the task are taken by the contestants, and then take all the resources to exchange for the blood that is destined to be impossible to take away.

After all, everyone thinks about maximizing profits, and the responsibility of the mimicry competition is to cultivate everyone's own abilities rather than professional abilities.

Who would have thought that such a pervert as Yuan Chenfei, who almost killed all the elves performing the mission, would make such an exorbitant request?

But that's exactly what the gods like.

Yuan Chenfei said: "So, now I have entered the stage of my free rights, right? I have the right to make demands!"

"That depends on what the requirements are."

"It's simple, as long as the blood we bought can be taken back."

Mistral laughed: "You have a good idea. The reason why blood is only worth ten gold coins is because it is impossible for you to take it back. If you can bring it back, it is impossible to buy it with a hundred gold coins."

"Then one hundred and twenty gold coins, I want to be able to take them back." Yuan Chenfei said immediately.

He really knows how to hit a snake with a stick.

Mystra is no longer surprised: "115 pieces? Although the price is still cheap, it's not impossible. Who told them not to let themselves down."

"No!" Yuan Chenfei replied: "All these bloods are still worth ten gold coins each. It doesn't matter if you can't take them back, but I want to exchange the rest of the money for what you can take back, which is 24."

"Are you crazy?" the old elf was anxious.

Obviously he can carry more than a hundred, but Yuan Chenfei only needs 24.

Yuan Chenfei was straightforward: "I just want to empty your warehouse!"

The old elf was so angry that he wobbled all over, but he couldn't help it.

Mystra said: "Agreed! You will get all the blood here, and after the mission is over, transform 24 blood as your spoils, provided...you are still alive."

"No problem!" Yuan Chenfei replied.

"Yeah!" Li Zhanjun and others shouted excitedly at the same time.

862 blood souls, this is a lot of wealth, even if they can only bring back 24, at least at this stage, their strength will soar.

After getting the blood, Yuan Chenfei directly gave fifty bloods to Li Zhanjun, Xia Ning, Rouwa and Chu Liu. With their current level, these bloods are enough.

Siyadh and Chachai also shared ten of them.

The two didn't expect that they had it too, and they were both surprised and delighted.

Yuan Chenfei said: "When you didn't return to the village, you helped me. This is a thank you. I hope it can help you perform well in the next competition."

Then he gave Wu Chu another five: "This is yours, although I have paid you before."

Wu Chu said with a hippie smile: "Then give me more, anyway, Boss Yuan, you don't need that much."

"Sorry, I'm still useful." Yuan Chenfei refused.

In the end, Yuan Chenfei gave three more to each of the more than 20 professionals headed by Han Mo: "Thank you for your righteousness in Bugui Village. You have strengthened your principles and stood firm. This is my little thought." .”

Everyone is happy to accept it.

Professionals with a farther relationship will have no share.

In this way, Yuan Chenfei still has more than 500 pieces left in his hand.

Yuan Chenfei couldn't digest so much blood by himself,

Yuan Chenfei then turned to the old elf and said, "I want to meet your high priest."

The old elf replied: "The high priest will not see you."

"If he still wants to get back the blood, he'd better see me."