After six dungeons, He Yuting was almost exhausted. She sat at the exit without an image, gasping for air, not wanting to move a single step.

I'm the first meat T to step out of the dungeon. Half a minute later, though, he ran from the front entrance with a black face. "I'll rub!" He yelled, "There are more red names out there!" ”

He Yuting: "......"

Blood: "......"

Brother Hua stroked his long black straight hair, and frowned with a fairy spirit: "There is no way." I am afraid that this siege is not just aimed at killing people and selling goods. ”

It should be with the idea that the law does not blame the public, and the idea of attacking the European emperor is coming. To put it simply, it's just to get a breath of African birdishness! Therefore, relying on the favorable aura of the large number of people, they surrounded the gate of the Sky Weeping Forest.

"Let's fly." Erlang Zhenjun said coldly.

"Where?"

"Gang. That's a non-war zone. And only the gang's own people can get in. ”

Oh, that's a good idea. But He Yuting's stomach made an earth-shattering drum sound at the right time. "Gollum......" she blushed. This sound seemed to be an infectious disease, and the stomach that drove the meat T and the blood yin also sounded.

"No." Meat T rubbed his stomach and said, "We have been playing for a day, and we can't bear it without eating." Gotta go to the teahouse......"

"The gang has a cafeteria." Brother Hua said funny, and the trio's eyes lit up. "And dormitories."

"Suka...... Dormitory? He Yuting opened her mouth, she never expected to hear such down-to-earth modern words in the game.

"That's right, everyone who joins the gang will get a small suite in the dormitory group. Players above the Elder level can also get a separate quadrangle. ”

He Yuting's mind went blank.

As soon as Xueyin's spit mode was turned on, he went straight to the core: "Isn't that my home?" ”

"Yes, it's my home, but it's a function attached to the gang." Brother Hua said with a smile.

Won't be hunted down, there's a small suite, and a cafeteria...... He Yuting clapped her hands. "It's decided, I'm going to stay in the gang and not come out!"

"I'm afraid not." Jiro Makoto looked at her sympathetically.

"Why not?"

Brother Hua kindly explained: "After the small suite is allocated, it is necessary to eat tribute. Gang tribute can only be obtained by playing dungeons, participating in gang activities, and completing daily tasks. A small suite will eat 1,000 tributes per week, and a courtyard house above the elder level will eat between 2,000 and 4,000 tributes per week. The canteen is not provided free of charge, and the cost of each meal ranges from 50 to 500 tribute. Finally, he added, "Gang members who don't pay 1,000 tributes for a week in a row will be automatically kicked out of the gang." ”

The trio shouted: "Is this a money grab?" ”

"To be precise, it's not a money grab, it's a gang tribute."

He Yuting hurriedly flipped out her data panel——

Blackening value: 845/1000

Thankfully, fortunately! She breathed a sigh of relief, and found that there was an extra row of data underneath, which was exactly what she wanted to see: 500/10000.

He Yuting's mouth was shocked into an O-shape. "OMG!"

I'm meat T hugging my head: "Oh my God! ”

Blood Yin didn't roar out, but his face turned pale, showing that he was also shocked by his scarce tribute value.

"How can you be so little tribute!" He Yuting screamed. She can't afford to live in a small suite! She counted on her fingers, and thought to herself sadly that she would have to fight the Sky Weeping Forest five more times to get a week's right to live in the small suite. What to do?

"A thousand tributes are easy to earn."

He Yuting looked at Erlang Zhenjun who stood and spoke without back pain. "Where is the easy earning?" She hit the Sky Weeping Forest six times, and the whole person was almost exhausted. Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, I don't want to come in and play the book. Really beat her to the point of throwing up.

"You can earn fifty tributes a day."

"It's only fifty!"

"Ten people at a time could have earned a hundred and fifty tributes."

"It's only one hundred and fifteen!"

"Twenty-five people at a time could have received a thousand tributes."

"It's just a ......" He Yuting was dumbfounded, and she glared at Erlang Zhenjun in pain. Her good teammates reacted in the next second, and a carp stiffened, flew over and hugged Jiro Zhenjun's thighs left and right.

"Great God! Take me! "I'm a meat T, howling especially loud.

Brother Hua smiled and patted Meat T's bare head. "Let's get up first. First, go to the gang to find the small suite you like. The first week is free. The money is counted from the second time. In the cafeteria, let Jiro Zhenjun invite you to eat. I'll have to pay my own tribute from tomorrow. ”

"Big guy!" Meat T looked at Brother Hua silently. "Let's add friends!"

Brother Hua smiled and walked thousands of miles.

He Yuting looked at Rou T curiously: "What, you and Brother Hua are not friends yet?" ”

Who is friends with whom, only the parties themselves know.

Meat T glared at her: "Get out!" "He's gone a long way.

He Yuting stayed where she was, helpless.

Before the blood yin flew away, he suddenly woke up: "Ah! Little five, don't you know how to ......" and then he disappeared into thin air.

He Yuting stayed in place angrily and embarrassed. Now, only she and Jiro Zhenjun are left who have not flown away.

Jiro Zhenjun walked up to her slowly. This was the first time he had approached He Yuting, and He Yuting heard the system sound of the blackening value "ding dong ding dong". She looked at Jiro Makun in fascination, and was once again amazed by his amber-like eyes. She felt that Jiro Zhenjun's eyes were very good-looking, like a quiet lake under the direct sunlight, full of power to calm the soul. She had forgotten how many times the blackening value had sounded, and she didn't want to open the data panel to see how much the blackening value had dropped.

There was no gag laughing on the side, only when the two of them were quietly alone—the beautiful atmosphere of the quiet years was as intoxicating as years of brewing. He Yuting forgot the time for a while, and even forgot her own troubles.

It would be nice if Jiro Zhenjun also had half of her emotions.

But men!

It's all big pig's trotters!

Jiro Zhenjun flicked her head. "I didn't expect you to be such a dull person. I'm afraid your two friends are going to suffer a little more because of your relationship. ”

What are these words? He Yuting touched her head and pouted.

"When you travel thousands of miles, you must concentrate on reciting the name of the gang in your heart. Do you remember what gang you joined? ”

Honestly, she forgot...... This is the real reason why she is helpless.

Jiro Zhenjun sighed. He drew a full circle with both hands, and then read out the voice as a demonstration for He Yuting: "The Shenxing Gang will dominate the world!" The Divine Gang will rule the world! The Divine Gang will rule the world! In the moment of disappearance, he looked up at He Yuting, as if to tell her: Come with her!

He Yuting waited for him to fly away completely, and then slowly swayed left and right, dancing a slow-paced rumba dance.

"Does God go somewhere else?"

"Is it possessed by Assasin?"

Two small dialog boxes popped up in the Void.

He Yuting clicked on the first one - Shenxing to other places.

Then she clasped her hands together and silently recited: The Shenxing Gang will rule the world!

A small whirlwind swept her into the air, and in a moment the whole person disappeared into the air.