Chapter Seventy-Three: A Preview of the Situation
Ji Miaofu heard his junior brother's answer, calculated slightly, and then said:
"Hmm...... It's really not much, but it can't be said to be too little, it's barely one-tenth of all the disciples in the valley. ”
The strong man thought for a while, and asked his senior sister:
"Senior sister, in other words, what percentage of the disciples who are currently supporting you can occupy?"
Dao Gu heard the junior brother's question, muttered a little, and replied:
"Senior sister, in the past few decades, she has been doing sect tasks whenever she has free time, and after a long time, there should be thousands of monks you have met in this way."
"In addition, the disciple who originally supported me should be not much different from you."
"If you add up the two, you can barely account for 15 percent of the disciples in the valley......
Lei Xinghe heard the number given by Dao Gu, and after a little calculation, he said:
"In other words, if you add up the people who support me and the two groups of people who support Senior Sister, they can only account for twenty-five percent of the number of disciples in the valley at most."
Dao Gu nodded when she heard this.
"That's pretty much it."
After saying this, she paused slightly and continued to speak:
"Ye Song's popularity is too poor, only some of the more bloodthirsty battle maniacs are willing to sympathize with him, and the disciples in the Spirit Heart Valley who are willing to support him, at most, they only account for less than five percent."
"In other words, the remaining seventy percent of the disciples in the valley will basically be divided equally between Han Yun and Sikong Yueling."
"The disciples in the Spirit Heart Valley, the ratio of men to women is about fifty-fifty, and each of them, by the time they vote for the first time, they should have about thirty-five percent of the disciples behind them as support."
Speaking of this, Dao Gu lowered her head and calculated carefully, before she raised her head again to look at her junior brother and said:
"In other words, we have to dig up at least five percent of Han Yun's corners in order not to be eliminated from the competition when we vote for the first time."
"To put it into a specific number, it is more than 1,500 monks. In order to ensure that we can stabilize Han Yun's head, it is best for us to attract two thousand monks. ”
When Dao Gu mentioned this number, her eyebrows couldn't help but show a distressed look.
"Eh, the seven thousand spirit stones that I have put together with great difficulty will be spent again before I have time to cover the heat......
When Lei Xinghe heard this, he thought about it, his eyes were a little strange, he hesitated for a while, but still asked:
"Senior sister...... This determines these spirit stones...... Is it enough? ”
Seeing that her junior brother's tone was strange, Dao Gu stretched out her left hand, which was as white as jade, and began to calculate.
"The disciples in the valley who are eligible to vote, regardless of their status, each has only one vote."
"In other words, we only need to win over the lowest-level outer disciples, but if we want them to change their minds, the cost of spirit stones cannot be too small, at least it must be equivalent to their monthly income."
"And an ordinary outer disciple in the Spirit Heart Valley has five spirit stones per month, that is to say, two thousand monks, the total number of spirit stones needed to spend is ...... 10,000 pieces. ”
Ji Miaofu calculated this, and her expression froze.
"Like...... Still three thousand short? ”
The two looked at each other, and they both saw the word "poor" in capital letters in each other's eyes.
After a period of silence, Ji Miaofu rubbed his face, took a deep breath, and said to his junior brother:
"Senior sister's friend has basically been borrowed by me, why don't you also borrow some from the monks who support you?"
When the strong man heard this, his expression suddenly became bitter.
After all, borrowing money is such a thing...... It's a bit hard to talk about.
If you let those who support you know that a disciple of the rank is actually mixed up to this extent, I am afraid that my compulsion will be lost.
Dao Gu saw her junior brother's expression and knew the entanglement in his heart.
She smiled slightly, and her tone suddenly became very gentle:
"Of course, if you don't want to, there's another way."
When the strong man heard that there was a second way, he was overjoyed.
"Senior sister, say it quickly."
Ji Miaofu paused slightly, and then slowly said:
"That is, while there is still half a year before the ring competition, you stop cultivating and go to the sect every day to do the tasks of the sect until you earn enough spirit stones."
"You can choose one of these two paths."
When the strong man heard this, his brows suddenly twisted.
In today's situation, it is obvious that you can't have both fish and bear's paws.
So is it more important to force the style, or is cultivation more important?
It's a tough choice.
The strong man pondered for a long time, and finally made up his mind.
That is to replace your own forced qualifications with spirit stones.
After figuring this out, the strong man suddenly felt a burst of relief in his heart.
What's the use of face, and you can't eat it as a meal!
looked up at his senior sister and replied:
"Senior sister, I've already decided, isn't it just looking for someone to borrow spirit stones, what's the big deal. These 3,000 spirit stones, just wrap them around me! ”
When Dao Gu heard this, her face showed approval, and she nodded:
"Senior brother, you have finally realized that you are not burdened by false fame, this is the attitude that my generation of monks should have."
"Is that so?"
Lei Xinghe scratched his head, always feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't think of anything to refute.
Just as he was secretly wondering what was wrong, he suddenly heard his senior sister speak:
"As long as our plan goes smoothly and the first round of voting can kick Han Yun out, then we will have a big advantage."
When the strong man heard this, he thought about it and asked with some puzzlement:
"That's not right, senior sister."
"According to the expected situation, in the first round of voting, Sikong Yueling's support rate is 35 percent, and your support rate, after digging out the five percent that originally belonged to Han Yun, will be a little more than 30 percent."
"Although it is said that before the second round of voting, there is a one-month buffer time, which allows you to win over the group of disciples who originally supported Han Yun."
"But in the same way, the other party can also win them over."
"When the other party is already a few points ahead of you, you can't say that you have an advantage, right?"
When Dao Gu heard this, she smiled and shook her head.
"Senior brother, if you can ask this question, you can only say that you don't understand people's hearts."
"Do you know that Sikong Yueling's too outstanding appearance and temperament are actually a double-edged sword."
"This kind of appearance and temperament, while pushing her to the stars and the moon, will also attract countless malice from the same sex."
When Dao Gu said this, she paused for a moment, so that the strong man could understand and digest the meaning of these words a little, and then continued:
"Think about it, most of those monks who support Han Yun are female disciples."
"When Han Yun is kicked out, we will reveal some rumors."
"Let's just say that if it weren't for Sikong Yueling's birth and the division of those male disciples who originally supported Han Yun, Han Yun would have won directly in the first round with a support rate of more than fifty percent."
"At this time, most of those unwilling female disciples will inevitably target Sikong Yueling, and then we will take the opportunity to win them over."
Hearing this, Lei Xinghe also reacted in his heart, and he naturally took his senior sister's words and said:
"In this way, those monks who originally supported Han Yun will inevitably turn their heads to support us in order to vent their anger, and in the second round of voting, it will inevitably end with the victory of the senior sister."
Ji Miaofu smiled and nodded.
"Exactly."
"Actually, I had a very simple and crude method in mind at first."
"That is to let you directly defeat Sikong Yueling in the ring competition, squeeze her out of the top three positions, and make her lose the qualification to be voted."
"But this method is too risky, let's not talk about whether you can win Sikong Yueling after half a year."
"Even if she wins, those male disciples who originally supported her will still point the finger at me who has a very good relationship with you because you squeezed her out."
"In addition, when they were not yet in the field of moon spirit, they originally preferred to choose Han Yun in their hearts, and under the superposition of the two factors, Han Yun won in the second round, which became a sure thing."