In fact, if Dawnwings insisted, 200 million could also be sold.

The total cost of a fortress should not exceed 50 million, provided that you can defeat it, and Lu Li and them used two magic mecha and a large number of masters to do this.

Calculated to auction more than 30 million yuan, but because the battle was won, so this money is removed from the part deducted by the system, and most of it is returned to Lu Li's pocket, and then there is the wear and tear of the magic mecha, which requires a lot of precious materials to repair, but it doesn't cost too much.

As for the loss of equipment, because if you win the fortress war, on the whole, not only will you not lose money, but you should also be able to make a small profit.

Therefore, 200 million Lu Li and Gen No. 3 are already very satisfied, and as for the 20% benefit sharing in the back, they naturally know that this is something that is obviously impossible, so as to increase the bargaining chips in the negotiation.

didn't expect the other party's psychological bottom line to be so much higher than they imagined.

"You don't even know his face, ahahaha," Dream Thirteen said back to the club, sitting in his large, luxuriously furnished office, and describing the scene to his cousin who was half-lying on the couch.

"Hahaha, he must have regretted that he was going to be less, and he felt uncomfortable," Eleven Shao couldn't laugh straight.

"I estimate that he will be uncomfortable for at least three months, maybe he will think that we can accept the price of 450 million, he estimates that he will not be able to eat uncomfortable, sleep well, maybe he will snub the water elf, and then the water elf will say goodbye to him, and then you will have a chance."

"What nonsense," Eleven jumped up.

"Alas, you're so cowardly, you don't even dare to confess, if you confessed earlier, maybe there would be a chance," Meng Hui Thirteen looked at with contempt.

"When did I say that I like water elves, don't talk nonsense," Eleven said angrily: "If I like water elves, I might as well like Lu Li, I have more interaction with Lu Li than water elves." ”

"Hehe, Bad Brush," Dream Back Thirteen sneered.

"You're just writing hard, people say it's as much as you want, you think the money is blowing in the wind," Eleven Shao unceremoniously replied.

Then, the two brothers scuffled together in the president's office, and the beautiful female secretary at the door helped her glasses, and continued to bury her head in the new ancient urban drama very calmly.

After getting this huge amount of money, Lu Li almost didn't know how to spend it for a while.

However, the fortress cannot be handed over directly, so in the next fortress war, everyone still has to fight with real guns, at most, the Sword of Judgment does not arrange magic mecha to appear, and the defenders are slightly weaker.

The premise is that Dawnwings succeeds in capturing the Stronghold.

At the same time, the competition is going on every day, but it is unlikely that the Sword of Judgment will play every day, except for the competition, Lu Li and they spend all their time training and doing tasks.

Oh, it's someone else who farms monsters to do tasks, and Lu Li is farming monsters and monsters.

It's not always the case that you run into an opponent like Dawnwings, and most of them don't have much to fight back, even if they try to get gear.

More than sixty levels of less than seventy level equipment, the best is dark gold, legends are relatively rare, and legends are even more invisible, so even if you dig out your mind, you can't get the equipment that opens the gap, that is, the set that eleven is rarely used is weird to find a different way, but it is not difficult to deal with after finding a weak point.

And with the increase of everyone's level, the level sixty-five suit gradually weakened due to the level punishment, and the strength of the eleven less also decreased sharply.

After defeating several opponents, the Sword of Judgment group and Wings of Dawn finally managed to qualify as one of the 10,000 competitive teams.

It doesn't seem difficult to stand out from the 10,000 teams, and it is a good thing for the Sword of Judgment, but other clubs don't think so, and it can be said that it is possible to be lucky to be able to enter the semi-finals, and to be able to enter the top 10,000, there will be no more luck problems.

Moreover, due to the problem of the competition system, when these 10,000 lucky winners collide, there will also be some foreign players.

Lu Li's first game was met by a group of Fanbangs who looked very unnative.

Before the game, both sides have a brief chance to say nonsense such as nice to meet you, it's an honor to play with you, friendship first and second to match.

However, the chattering language on the other side made Lu Li have a lot of headaches when he heard it.

"They were excited, they felt like they had run into the Huaxia team," explained Cat Meat, whispering, and then she went over to communicate, in the same language.

"Hey, the cat is amazing," the fat monkey looked admiring.

He and the cat love meat, and they are the fortresses that entered the Sword of Judgment one after the other, and they are both legal systems, and they are about the same age.

Although the fat monkey loses more and wins less in the battle, and always falls into the trap of the cat's meat-eating cloth, he is really not convinced.

Now he was convinced.

"What the hell did you say," Lu Li asked.

"That's Gao Liyu, my dad has a friend in the e-sports circle, who used to be from Gao Li's side, so I learned a little bit along with it, and they said that they hope we can build a solid friendship," Mao Mao said to Lu Li after returning from eating meat.

"And how did you answer him?"

"I'll talk about winning the battle," the cat shrugged as a meat-loving eater.

"Well done," Lu Li doesn't have a good feeling for Fanbang, he has the most contact with grassroots culture, and every time he slaughters dogs, he is mostly a writer, and the bottom will not think too much about the so-called international situation.

And the team on the other side is a strong team that Gao Li can count.

Of course, this kind of number is also for their home country, and this club called Purgatory Shrine can steadily rank in the top 100 there, which is already an unattainable ranking for ordinary players.

As for the Sword of Judgment......

"This is a strong team in Huaxia, the champion of the last session, can we beat it?" The captain of the Purgatory Shrine Club had a sad look on his face.

"Captain, how can you talk like that, what is wrong with us, how can we grow the morale of others to destroy our own prestige, this is the first time we have played against a foreign club, we can only win and not lose," the warrior rebuked sharply.

Although the captain is stronger, the warrior is a veteran player who has been in the professional circle for almost twenty years, so he bowed and apologized very uneasily, ashamed of his cowardice.

"We will do it," Gao Li enthusiastically did the pre-war mobilization.

"At the very least, we have to get one or two points," the captain of the Purgatory Shrine Club added silently in his heart, quickly strengthening his confidence.

The Sword of Judgment, on the other hand, did not mobilize before the war, but ran into trouble.

A few people are making a lot of money for the starters, although they are scrambling on weekdays, but everyone can at least discuss, and today is the first time they face foreign players, so no one wants to back down.

"What are you arguing about, isn't it just the starter, if there's anything to be noisy, don't quarrel," Lu Li reprimanded sternly.

Everyone thought about it, and they acted as if they had never seen a foreigner, so they all shut up in shame.

"Ahem, this first game is very important, only victory and not defeat, so ......" Lu Li said shamelessly: "It's better for me to come." ”