Chapter 430 Assignment and Valuation
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"Yes, such a large black swamp, a small ring, it is difficult to find it if you lose it inside. ”
Qian Xing nodded yes, but avoided the question of the ownership of this storage ring, and even avoided talking about Garriton's words to want to hear the name of this Leifa.
The ladder of gold and silver sè, like a whale sucking water, sucks the phantom of the gold and silver trapezoidal shadow in mid-air back to the body of the gold and silver ladder.
After two thunder methods such an explosion, the gold and silver trapezoidal phantoms in mid-air were less than one-tenth left.
After absorbing back the trapezoidal phantom of the gold and silver, the gold and silver ladder tens of meters long gradually became smaller, and then turned into a half-fist-sized gold and silver trapezoidal cube, and flew back to the red-eyed and brown-haired priest Tink's scepter.
However, the golden, silver, light on the surface of the cube was much dimmer.
And Tink's face also shows a gray face.
Obviously, the red-haired spirit ancestor's black sè big hand tore the gold and silver ladder with a single blow, and those gold and silver phantoms were bombarded by thunder and fire, so that the owner of this gold and silver ladder was not lightly injured.
Qian Xing had a superior demeanor on the surface, and he didn't care about the storage ring of the red-haired Spirit Ancestor, but his eyes glanced at the soft-shelled turtle.
The soft-shelled turtle, which used to be the boss of society, is simply familiar with these things that compete for fame and fortune.
The soft-shelled turtle secretly laughed at Qian Xing in his heart. When I became a bitch, I still want to set up a torii. In action, he did not dare to slack off. After all. The three hundred and thirty drops of infant essence liquid are still in Qian Xing's hand.
"That. Lord Garriton. That red-haired Spirit Ancestor Land Storage Ring. How to distribute it. ”
The soft-shelled turtle goes straight to the point. Not at all polite. Shows a kind of bare greed.
"This. So be it. Let's find the old demon storage ring first. See what's inside. In accordance with how our respective contributions are distributed. Of course. If there is an urgent need for something inside. You can also trade other things for land. ”
Seeing that the soft-shelled turtle is so naked. Not even a little polite. Gariton was no longer polite. The principle of distribution of the spoils of war was stated.
Everyone nodded their heads. According to how much each person contributes. How much to contribute to distribute the loot. Indeed, this is the best principle.
"That--what is the algorithm for killing the red-haired Spirit Ancestor this time, everyone's contribution?"
The soft-shelled turtle continued to ask the most central question.
Everyone pricked up their ears to hear what Gariton had to say.
The soft-shelled turtle is worthy of being the former boss of society, and in front of everyone's contribution, a prefix was added lightly and cleverly - killing the red-haired spirit ancestor. The principle of evaluating the degree of contribution becomes different.
The more dead people, the greater the contribution?
This principle of evaluating the degree of contribution will definitely not be agreed upon by the Black Armor Reincarnation Army and the Bifu Army.
Six of the white-clothed apostles died, the bald man was seriously injured, and the priest Tink was also gray-faced, and in a short period of time, he didn't want to use magic skills.
Six black-armored reincarnation troops. Only one died. Seriously injured one.
The Bifu army was the same, one of them died. Seriously injured one.
If this is the contribution, the white apostles must account for seventy-five percent. The reincarnation army and the Bifu army, one side is 12.5 percent, just such a little contribution, what can be shared.
Those two chūn wind god earth believers, two jīng spirit rangers, none of them died, wouldn't they have contributed at all?
"Ahem, without our previous restraint, this old demon wouldn't have appeared so soon. Gariton said first, obviously, he also knew that in terms of dealing with the red-haired old demon land, the white-clothed apostle and the Bifu army were at least half open.
The power of the Black Armor Reincarnation Army's long-range attack method is limited, and it is basically hiding in the Gold and Silver Ladder as an auxiliary force, and the Black Armor Reincarnation Army is also grateful to Tinker for releasing the magic weapon of the Gold and Silver Ladder and providing them with a place of shelter.
The same is true for the two jīng spirit rangers, the tracking green light arrows they released are very effective against the little minions, but, after encountering the ghost bone boy, the dozen or so green light arrows, although they can automatically track these ghost bone boys, but, even if the ghost bone boy is shè in half, they can still find half of their bodies, and as soon as they catch it, they are immediately alive again.
Therefore, in terms of dealing with the red-haired Spirit Ancestor, their contribution is also pitiful.
Gariton frowned, anyway, the reincarnation army and the two believers of the God of the Wind are also the allies he called, if they give too little, I am afraid that the relationship between the two sides will be cold in the future.
"Well, what comes out, forty percent of the apostles of our God of Justice, forty percent of you Bifu Army, and ten percent of the followers of the Reincarnation Army and the Chūn Wind God, how about it?"
No matter what kind of private interaction is, when it comes to dividing things, it is natural to divide into different camps according to the gods to which they belong.
Lao Qian sighed in his heart, the gods, just like that boundless net! Unconsciously, their ubiquitous influence was revealed.
We're just some flying insects on the Internet.
"I agree. ”
Qian Xing nodded, and suddenly sighed, which made Qian Xing's answer a little gloomy.
The five black-armored reincarnation soldiers and the two chūn wind god earth believers nodded happily, if it weren't for the protection of the gold and silver ladder, I'm afraid they would have been eaten by those ghost bone boys, even now, in the dark teleportation array, there are still many ghost bone boys scurrying around, Gariton is clearly selling a cheap one for them to occupy, they are naturally happy.
Although it was difficult to find a ring that fell into the boundless black mud, it was quickly found under the scanning of a monk's divine consciousness like a sieve.
Several things in the ring were taken out one by one and placed in front of everyone's eyes.
Six slightly larger jade bottles, two pieces of black sè jade slips, and a fast black sè token, on top of the black sè token. Carved with a monstrous dark creature with a diamond-shaped head.
There is also a black sè curved long-handled sickle, only two feet long, it is obvious that this is a magic weapon, but the red-haired spirit ancestor did not take out this magic weapon to use it just now, which proves that the power of this magic weapon is at least less than the four scythe-shaped black sè light emitted by the big black hand like ink.
Gariton directly picked up a jade bottle and pulled it open. A burst of white light rose from the jade bottle, like a mist of smoke.
"Yes, it's the baby god liquid, or the wind is xìng. There are forty drops, old money, you look at this amount, right? ”
Qian Xing swept through the various items with a calm face. He took the jade bottle and estimated the amount inside.
"That's right, the wind belongs to the infant spirit liquid, forty drops. ”
This Gariton still knows a lot about the baby god liquid, he didn't come here to step on the plate beforehand, but he knew that he could judge the genus of the baby god liquid.
Qian Xing calmly accepted the amount of infant spirit liquid that Gariton had counted on the surface. However, in his heart, Lao Qiandi's heart has already set off stormy waves!
Nothing else, just for those two pieces of black sè jade slips.
The first time I infiltrated, the words of the two purple-robed monks sounded in Qian Xing's mind like a spell: soul mutation, mystical fusion of different systems.
If I'm not mistaken. This red-haired Spirit Ancestor. It's a massive use of "baby god liquid" to mutate the soul. And the purpose of soul mutation is to merge between two different genera xìngliliang mysteries.
Judging from the Dao method used by the Red-haired Spirit Ancestor. It should be the fusion of the dark system and the earth system.
However, the red-haired Spirit Ancestor obviously did not succeed in fusing the two types of Liliang Xuanao, even if he slightly fused the two types of Liliang Xuanao of the dark system and the earth system, I am afraid that the people present have now become the fertilizer of this dark swamp.
Although it was not successful, Qian Xing is sure that a person who has been doing research for a long time will definitely record his research experience.
In these two pieces of black sè ground jade slips, there must be a record of the red-haired spirit ancestor's research experience on the fusion of the dark system and the earth system!
Even if it was a failed study experience, the Red-Haired Spirit Clan must have studied it for many years, and if they could get their hands on it, how much time would it save.
Qian Xing was silent on the surface, but the blood flow throughout his body had accelerated.
No matter how interested Qian Xing was, before the things arrived, he would not show unusual interest in these two pieces of black Jane.
The "Infant God Liquid" can be viewed bottle by bottle, and there will be nothing missing, but these two pieces of jade slips cannot be viewed, the monks' memory is amazing, who knows how much they will write down the contents of the jade slips after they check it?
If someone looked at it, it would be equivalent to his ownership of the two jade slips.
Therefore, no one stepped forward to check the two pieces of black sè jade.
"I've seen it all, six bottles of baby god liquid, a total of three hundred and twenty drops, two pieces of jade slip, one token, and a magic weapon black sè sickle.
What I mean, these six bottles of baby god liquid are counted as four into five, two pieces of black sè jade are counted as four into four, and the magic weapon black sè sickle is counted as one into five.
This black token is obviously an organization of a certain sect, and it should be of little use to us. ”
Gariton said with a deep sigh, and the preliminary valuation of these items sounded reasonable.
"We are the apostles of the God of Justice, and the God of Justice is one of the main gods of light, therefore, this black sè's jade slip and black sè sickle are not suitable for us, we are like asking for these six bottles of infant spirit liquid, as for the excess half percent, which is equivalent to infant spirit liquid, it should be thirty-six drops, and we can pour it out separately. ”
Gariton went on to explain what his side wanted.
However, they are the apostles of the Lord God of Light, and it is absolutely impossible for them to be tolerated by the Lord God of Light when they cultivate the exercises of the dark system.
Even if the black sè jade slip records the awesome exercises, because it is dark xìng, it is useless for them.
Next, it depends on Qian Xing's statement.
Qian Xing's Liangyi Divine Thunder fired three thunders in a row, with great power and dazzling sound and light effects, which had already made Qian Xing the boss of the Bifu Army, and even Kakawi looked at Qian Xing with a little jealousy.
"Three hundred and twenty drops of infant divine liquid account for forty percent of five, and two pieces of jade slip account for forty percent, Lao Jia, your valuation seems to be a little unfair. Hey. ”
Old Qian did not declare that he was interested in anything, but first provoked Garryton and made a mistake in valuation.