Bang dang

With a muffled sound.

The iron prisons on the flying boat were all opened.

"What is this?"

On the very top floor of the flying boat.

Jiang Xuan stood with the four Blood God Guards, not knowing which play he was playing.

"The Hunger Games."

No. 1 Shenwei smiled: "The fear of life is hunger, in a state of hunger, people only want to eat, and they don't think about anything.

And here it is.

There are 3,600 people in total, and although we will provide 3,600 portions of food, we have no restrictions on how they can eat or whether there is waste. ”

No. 2 Shenwei said: "The game of survival of the fittest has begun, and the weak and merciful will be eliminated, because such people will not survive even if they reach the sect." ”

Jiang Xuan looked fixedly.

It was found that the so-called food was just a fist-sized rice ball.

But that's it.

In the eyes of everyone, it is also a delicious delicacy, and thousands of people gather together to grab it, especially those who rush to the front, stuffing it in their mouths and holding it in their hands as if they were reincarnated by a starving ghost.

Think of a rice ball as one serving.

In other words, there are only 3,600 rice balls here, and every time one person eats one more, one person will starve.

But look at the situation in the field.

Obviously, some people ate four or five in one go, rolled their eyes, and just didn't give up, blocking the front, and stuffing them into their mouths one by one.

And the people in the back.

When they lose the opportunity, it is difficult to grab the person in front of them, which is the reason why the strong man is always strong: 'The first time I didn't grab the food, then I was hungry, and then I grabbed it again, because the hunger didn't play well, and only grabbed some leftovers, and so on, it was a vicious circle.'

"Brute, brute!"

Seeing that they couldn't fight for it, some people cried, and some people even fought.

See this scene.

The four Blood Divine Guards had a sinister smile on their faces, as if they were enjoying a monkey show in a circus.

Jiang Xuan.

Although he was also watching, he slowly found that the purpose of this so-called Hunger Games was not to starve some people to death, but to take order from chaos and cultivate everyone's teamwork and obedience.

Sure enough.

If you look closely, you will find that in this kind of competition, people who are organized and have a team have an advantage.

Like some smart people.

He has begun to liaise with others under the same prison to form a more effective charge, and to squeeze out some of the stragglers in the scramble.

"Got it, got it."

Jiang Xuan's attention was focused on a group of hundreds of people.

I saw that they had thirty men as the vanguard, thirty as the left wing, thirty as the right wing, and ten as the rear of the palace.

With a single pointed charge, he rushed through the hundreds of people in front of him and came to the area where the food was stored.

Subsequently.

These people did not like to fight, and the thirty people in front of them each picked up 3 to 5 rice balls, and then the front formation changed into the rear formation, and then rushed out of the crowded crowd.

"134!"

After rushing out of the crowd.

The gang gathered the rice balls together and cheered loudly.

Subsequently, a person similar to the leader personally distributed it to everyone: "Those who charge are divided into 1.2 rice balls, those who are on both wings are divided into 1, those behind the palace are divided into 1, and those who do not participate are divided into 0.7." ”

"Hooray!"

Everyone stayed together, eating rice balls beautifully, and even some girls who did not participate were also divided into some leftovers, so they would not starve to death.

Meanwhile.

When the other people in the iron prison saw this scene, they also communicated with each other in envy.

As you can imagine.

Even in a disordered society, when people find it more advantageous to do something in an orderly manner, disorder will change to order.

Only from the present.

It should not be long before these 3,600 people will be transformed from a group of stragglers into a small organization with the same iron prison as their camp.

Thenceforth.

When a small organization cannot guarantee its own profits, small organizations will merge with each other to form a larger interest group.

This is Gu raising.

Jiang Xuan sighed.

Acting in this way, even if you can't raise a Gu King, you can raise a few Gu Generals.

Moreover.

After arriving at the sect, these groups that have been killed from hunger and fighting will also spontaneously unite together.

Although it seems.

These small groups are similar to the secret societies on the Immortal Sect's side.

Actually.

As far as Jiang Xuan's Sangong Pavilion or the Beiwang Pavilion are concerned, these groups are not close.

Hello, hello me, everyone gets together to eat, drink, play, and have fun, these must be fine.

But it is difficult for these people to make a few hard deals.

Turn.

These iron prison groups on the flying boat originally came from hard encounters.

They had no monks or elders.

There is no family to rely on, there is only enthusiasm and the spirit of not admitting defeat.

Compare.

The disciples of the Immortal Sect were even more superior in terms of material.

The disciples of the Immortal Sect are ahead in terms of bloodiness and perseverance.

"It's fun."

Watch the meal end.

Some people who were still picking up trampled rice grains on the ground to eat, the Blood God Guard spoke: "People teach people, they can't teach people, things teach people, and it will be done at one time."

In just a few days, they have learned to cooperate and divide labor, and this memory will forever be engraved in their minds, no matter how long it has been, when they face the crisis again, they will think of today, and think of whether cooperation can bring greater benefits. ”

said.

He said to Jiang Xuan: "The sect is a place that values the strong, but the strong are often only a minority, and for most people, learning to divide labor and cooperate is the way to survive." ”

silent

Jiang Xuan looked at the people below, and after a short thought, he said, "Can I join?" ”

"Huh?" Blood God Wei was a little stunned: "Are you sure?" ”

Another person also said, "You are a formal disciple, you don't need to be like them. ”

"No, no, no, I don't think so." Jiang Xuan replied: "Compared to these people, I am undoubtedly lucky, because once I get started, I can become an official disciple of the sect." ”

"But."

"After arriving at the formal disciple link, do I have an advantage over other disciples, the answer is no."

"In the sect, I am no different from other formal disciples, if I am complacent now and feel that I am superior, and the group of people below is the monkey I am playing, then I believe that in the eyes of the four of you, I am also that monkey."

Hear this.

The four Blood God Guards looked at him with a look of novelty and amusement.

Jiang Xuan was not afraid, and said with a heavy face: "My background tells me that when you are at the end of the world, you must learn to unite the power of the people and turn the power of the people into your own use.

I am a full disciple.

Among these people, I am a being who is a head above them, a big man.

I have a congenital predisposition to coordinate the qualifications of these people, even in their own eyes.

So.

Why don't I take this opportunity?

Think about it.

That's three thousand, six hundred.

Even if each person could create the value of 10 immortal beads for me, it would be 36,000 immortal beads.

Not to mention.

10 Immortal Beads is just a hypothesis, if used well, each person can even bring me 100 Immortal Beads, 1000 Immortal Beads, or even 10000 Immortal Beads.

True.

The elders may not look down on these, nor can they look down on these miscellaneous disciples.

But I'm different.

Although my status is higher than theirs, it is not much higher, and I really can't figure out why I should watch a play on it, instead of using my existing identity to integrate them and make them my nourishment. ”

Jiang Xuan's eyes were full of longing: "Four adults, I don't know if there have been any official disciples who have returned to the sect with miscellaneous disciples before, but I still want to ask, the four of you, are you willing to give me this opportunity?" ”

Look at each other.

The four of them were surprised by Jiang Xuan's ideas and ambitions, but after thinking about it again, they replied in unison: "Why not, this is not against the rules." ”

(End of chapter)