Chapter 187

Bai Liu is still in the game now. Although these people have signed the contract, the essence is that they have to wait for Bai Liu to come out before they can trade their souls. That is to say, Bai Liu first split the scavenging guild out, and then waited for these people to get the things. , to carry out subsequent transactions.

Seeing these guild members excitedly signing contracts with Mu Ke one by one, Mu Sicheng, who was standing on the sidelines, frowned, keenly felt that something was wrong, he had a familiar feeling of being cheated...

But let him talk about it specifically, and he can't say it.

... At first glance, it seems that these members have indeed taken advantage of Bai Liu. After all, they have obtained the management rights of the guild before they have given their souls.

But the fact that Bai Liu would be taken advantage of in advance made Mu Sicheng feel incredible.

After Mu Ke distributed the documents, Mu Sicheng approached Mu Ke furtively, lowered his voice and whispered into Mu Ke's ear, "...what kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd? You actually gave the guild first. These people are gone, Bai Liu is not the kind of conscientious seller who delivers the goods first and then collects money."

According to Bai Liu, the unscrupulous businessman's usual style, the goods are usually collected first, and then shipped, and the goods will not be returned if they are not right.

Mu Ke kept a polite and reserved smile on his face, tilted his head slightly, and distanced himself from Mu Sicheng who was coming closer. He glanced at Mu Sicheng from the corner of his eye, and asked in a neutral tone: " ...What do you think is the most valuable thing in this low-level guild?"

Mu Sicheng was taken aback by Mu Ke's retorted question.

What is the most valuable thing in this guild?

...The high-end items in the item library, the top-secret information in the database, the high guild savings points, the orderly clearance references of various dungeons-these things that are used to attract players to join in the regular guild, all of them in this scavenging guild No.

The few high-level props and points in the guild were carried by the Miao family father and son, and Bai Liu had almost scooped them up in the last round of the game.

The information and customs clearance reference are for low-level players who want to play the familiar game again, but Bai Liu, a neurotic player who jumps one level of difficulty at a time, has always played the latest game. Together, it is not necessarily possible to find reference materials from it.

Mu Sicheng seemed to realize something. He turned his head and stared fixedly at these ordinary players who were snatching up contracts with joyful faces.

——There is nothing left in this scavenging guild, it has been dug into an empty shell by Bai Liu long ago, and now the most valuable things in it are the remaining ordinary players.

In other words, Bai Liu just divided an empty shell into thousands of shares and sold it to these players, and made these players think that he was the owner of the empty shell.

Under such circumstances, these low-level players will definitely work harder to develop the "own" shell guild and fill it with things, so no matter whether these people's souls will be sold to Bai Liu as promised, Bai Liu will not suffer at all. .

Because what he was selling was simply an air-cloak bomb, which looked loud enough to scare people, but there was nothing inside.

And these people will desperately fill the bomb that Bai Liu sold to them, and then send it back to Bai Liu, and they will also be grateful to Bai Liu...

This is simply calculated to squeeze the last sliver of productivity of these lifeless low-level players!

Is this fucking human! ! This is completely deceiving!

Mu Sicheng endured and endured, and couldn't hold back, turned his head and said to Mu Ke who had a peaceful face, "It's too damaging for you to do this!"

As an individual player who has been fighting alone for a long time, Mu Sicheng has suffered a lot, but for these low-level players who are really squeezed to despair, Mu Sicheng has a young and energetic empathy.

After all, these people are very likely to be his future who was unable to fly solo at the beginning - forced to join the guild, and then squeezed to lose the last trace of value.

"If you don't engage in this group of people, you will die soon." When Mu Ke, the young master, faced this kind of transaction scene, he seemed to have a calm aura from experience, and he pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose. , glanced at Mu Sicheng indifferently, and said in a normal tone, "What do you think is trapping them?"

"Many of my father's employees are exactly like these people. They don't want to leave even if they die in the factory. Some people really don't have the ability to leave, while some people are afraid that they won't be able to survive after leaving their jobs."

"They will try to prevent other people or machines from replacing themselves, and hinder the modernization of the entire factory, but in the end, when the rapid factory reconstruction, mechanical technology revolution, or economic crisis comes, these people who stay in place are The first batch to be eliminated."

Mu Ke withdrew his gaze: "But if you give each employee a share dividend and give them a completely new factory, do you know what will happen?"

"What will happen?" Mu Sicheng asked.

"...Everyone in that factory is working hard to develop the factory, so that everyone can survive." Mu Ke lowered his eyes and said softly, "No matter how cruel the environment is, that factory will survive until the end. Not a single employee was laid off."

Mu Sicheng stared blankly at the hall where the contract was being signed.

On the countless overlapping system panels held high in the crowd, he saw the word Bailiu on the contract reflected in the dim eyes of these people, and then wrote his name devoutly on the place facing each other.

The faint blue screen light in the eyes is like faith resurrected from the ashes.

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Little black house area.

The two teams in front of Bailiu's small TV confronted each other calmly.

The edge of the small TV is full of strong, tall and strong senior members of the King's Guild, and the average height of the low-level players of the Scavenger's Guild is basically a head behind. expression, the nose is still humming strangely, and the sense of oppression is very heavy.

The players of the Scavenging Guild standing behind Mu Sicheng and Mu Ke couldn't help shrinking back—they have never seen such a battle before!

The worst thing many players have done before is to follow Miao Feichi to encircle Bailiu. Their highest ideal is to join the King's Guild. Now fast forward to fighting with the King's Guild, they are about to break down and scream in their hearts.

You are too courageous! Can you take it easy! We (we) have just obtained the management rights of the guild, you can't bring this guild down!

"Before I fell on the grave and danced, I thought no one came to collect Bai Liu's body. No one came." A person standing on the edge crossed his chest and sneered, "Now that people are in the small black room, they have come. Does it make sense?"

"Why doesn't it make any sense?" Mu Ke said unhurriedly, his eyelids rolled up, "We can't save Bai Liu, but we can do it in the little black house."

This is Mu Ke's plan. After carefully understanding and sorting out the promotion position data of most players, he quickly calculated and integrated in his brain, and found Bai Liu's possible ranking position from thousands of divisions in the game—that is, This little black house.

The small black house is actually a very unpopular area. Most people just stay at the level of knowing. Those who really know how to fall will basically be dead.

Fortunately, Mu Ke has a quick mind, and when he entered the game before, he memorized most of the routes and partitions in the game. Mu Ke basically has an impression of the thousands of partitions in the game, so he can dig out and find this unpopular one so quickly. partition.

The rule of [Grave Head Jumping Disc Zone] is that the data must exceed the previous time, which is impossible to do under the siege.

Because last time, Bailiu's data was so good that he had already reached the tail of the king's list. This kind of general likes, collections, and charging data cannot be gathered by the power of the scavenging guild alone. Mu Ke knew it clearly and calmly. When he only had the card of the Scavenger Guild in his hand, it was impossible to fish out Bai Liu from this division.

But before completely falling into the [No Man's Land], in the [Little Black House Area], the system set up a [Ransom] mechanism in order to squeeze the last bit of value from each player—that is, in this area, the last It is possible that in order to save you, the player who charged the charge in the small TV was squeezed.

So usually the charging amount is not too high, it is calculated by the system, and the amount of points that this person's supporters can possibly collect.

For example, Bai Liu's [ransom] is 100,000 points - this amount of points is basically exactly equivalent to the sum of the points of people like Mu Ke, Mu Sicheng, and all ordinary players in the entire scavenging guild.

But the only dilemma now is - Mu Ke looked up at the members of the King's Guild who were standing in front of them,

Charging must at least be able to charge into the small TV area of ​​Bailiu. Now the human city wall made by the King's Guild on the edge of the viewing area of ​​Bailiu's small TV is tightly guarded, except for a hole that was broken by Mu Sicheng just now. , Now the opening has "healed", and no seam can be seen.

It is impossible for the players behind him to rush in by themselves, they can only try to see if they can tear the breakthrough from the inside.

As long as a small hole is torn out from the inside, these cowardly guild players will be encouraged to dare to follow them to take risks and recharge Bai Liu.

Mu Ke took a deep breath, turned his hands against his wrists, swung them neatly, and a pair of shiny black daggers appeared in his white palms.

The members of the guarding King's Guild saw the dagger appearing, and wanted to take a step back vigilantly, but he soon realized that this was the game hall, and the damage skills of such dagger-like attack props were invalid.

He curled his lips in disdain and laughed at Mu Ke, relying on his height: "Little friend, no matter how bright you are after you figure out the rules of the game, how can you use a dagger in the game hall..." Use skills?

The emotion on Mu Ke's face remained unchanged. He raised his dagger and charged forward, like a ghostly ghost, straddled the member of the King's Guild, and entered the encirclement.

[System prompt: Player Mu Ke used a skill (flash strike)]

"Who said you have to attack with a knife?" Mu Ke raised his eyebrows coquettishly. He and the member were back to back, turned around without hesitation, elbowed and pushed with gritted teeth, "This is a mental value reduction skill that has no damage function!"

It's just used by him to move.

The gap in the encirclement was suddenly broken.