Global martial arts masters: an ordinary duo

Chapter 126 Want to contribute to Nanjiang
Two hours later, the battlefield search in Panshi Village ended.

Panshi Village seems to have a lot of people, but in fact the harvest is pitiful. The total value of the pills and weapons plundered from hundreds of warriors is only about 6000 million.

Most of the cult warriors knew that there was no chance of escaping, and the elixirs were basically eaten. Most of the trophies harvested this time were weapons.

The number of people participating in the mission at Wuhan University is close to 300. Evenly divided, each person is only 20. Such a mission is simply a waste of money.

In fact, it is even less, and most students cannot get a share of 20.

After cleaning the battlefield, everyone gathered together to discuss the distribution of the spoils.

"The five classmates who died in the war will be compensated 5 million each. Do you have any objections?"

Gu Xiong's voice was a little dull. One of the students who died in the battle was from Nanjiang Wuhan University, and he had a good relationship with him.

"No comment."

Everyone agreed with Gu Xiong's proposal. As classmates and comrades-in-arms, everyone was willing to do their part.

Gu Xiong pondered: "As for the remaining 4500 million."

"Take out 1000 million to heal everyone's injuries, and everyone will share the rest according to their contribution."

Chen Fan made the final decision, and everyone had no objections. Many people were injured this time, and some of them had relatively low contributions. Maybe the rewards obtained from the mission were not enough to cover the cost of treatment.

After a while, the division was completed, and Chen Fan came out on top. One person received a reward of 1000 million, which was close to one-third of the remaining loot.

Because the two strongest people in the cult were killed by Chen Fan, and after killing the two, Chen Fan also killed many first- and second-level cult warriors in order to obtain so many trophies.

After dividing the spoils, Fang Ping suddenly came over and said, "Xiao Fanfan, how about we apply to Big Lion later to help other cult strongholds?"

This mission made Fang Ping very depressed. He only received 60 yuan according to his contribution. The main reason was that he was delayed for too long by the third-level high-ranking member of the cult, and he did not have time to kill other cult warriors.

The third-grade high-ranking member of the cult besieged him together with others, so the spoils he shared were relatively small, but he consumed a lot of wealth. The third-ranking high-ranking member slashed him many times and spent a lot of wealth.

Chen Fan was a little moved and said, "Okay, we can apply when the big lion comes."

Although Chen Fan got the lion's share, 1000 million was not enough to satisfy him. The most important thing was that he wanted to kill more cult warriors and earn energy points.

After everyone rested for a while, Tang Feng walked over with a group of instructors.

Seeing everyone's dejected looks, Tang Feng said loudly: "I, a student of Wuhan University, will not be arrogant in victory or discouraged in defeat. Just know your own shortcomings and don't make the same mistake again in the future."

"Yes!"

The crowd responded loudly.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Ping quickly signaled Chen Fan with his eyes, asking him to apply to Tang Feng for the two of them to support other cult strongholds.

He felt that the big lion must have something against him, and he didn't want to take the initiative to get scolded.

Realizing that Fang Ping was looking at him, Chen Fan hesitated for a while, then stepped forward and said, "Teacher Tang, Fang Ping and I still want to continue participating in the mission of eradicating the cult. Can we apply to act together with the military warriors?"

Tang Feng stared at Chen Fan and said after a while: "You two want to act together with the military warriors?"

Chen Fan nodded and said: "Yes, we feel that training is not enough."

Tang Feng thought for a while and said loudly: "Everyone, get up, I will take you to see something."

"Teacher, our application?" Chen Fan hesitated for a while, but continued to ask.

"The mission is over, there is no chance to save it."

Tang Feng rejected Chen Fan's application. The war zone designated by Nanjiang was only so large. The number of cult warriors was limited, and the military training was not enough. It was the limit to be able to move 300 cult members to train martial arts students.

As soon as these words came out, Chen Fan didn't say much, but Fang Ping was a little anxious and said quickly: "Teacher, how can you deprive us of the opportunity to contribute to Nanjiang." Fang Ping continued: "For the land of Nanjiang, We love deeply, and we also want to do our part to deal with those cult warriors who are causing trouble in Nanjiang."

Ignoring Fang Ping's sensational words, Tang Feng looked at the military warrior on the side who was responsible for statistics and said, "How many assessment points does Fang Ping have for this mission?"

"450 points."

Tang Feng looked as if he was like this, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone, "If you don't think you have enough points in the assessment, then go down to the underground caves, and don't think about harvesting wool at the military headquarters."

"I didn't." Fang Ping still didn't give up, and continued to argue: "I mainly want the peace and stability of my hometown, and I also want to contribute my own strength."

"Then you have to work voluntarily and don't need assessment points or trophies."

Fang Ping said with some reluctance: "I can give you less points for the assessment, but it's just a trophy."

"Stop talking nonsense, get in the car!"

Tang Feng interrupted Fang Ping and shouted loudly.

Seeing that Tang Feng was angry, Fang Ping did not dare to continue to pester him and could only keep silent.

At this time, more than a dozen military trucks were parked on the roadside, and Chen Fan and Fang Ping got on one of the trucks.

After getting in the car.

Recalling the dispute with Tang Feng just now, Fang Ping said with some dissatisfaction: "The big lion won't let us continue to participate in the mission, why don't you say a few words for me?"

Chen Fan smiled calmly and said: "I think what the big lion said makes sense. The loot for this mission is not enough. We can just go down to the cave. There is no need to waste the military training opportunity."

"You really don't hurt your back when you stand and talk."

Fang Ping glared at Chen Fan and said angrily: "I'm not yet at the third level and it's very dangerous. I originally planned to get some resources for this mission and then concentrate on training to break through to the third level."

Ever since he heard that the catacombs were dark at night, Fang Ping had been worried, and he was thinking of breaking through to the third level before going down to the catacombs.

"Are you really afraid of the dark?"

Chen Fan looked at Fang Ping with some confusion. He didn't seem to notice that Fang Ping had this problem before.

Fang Ping quickly waved his hand and said, "Don't listen to Fu Changding's nonsense."

Fang Ping paused and continued: "It's mainly for my safety and has nothing to do with being afraid of the dark."

"Okay." Chen Fan responded, and immediately said: "Don't you have a company outside the school? Just seeing you investing money in it, there is no profit."

"You don't understand. That company is still paving the way. I have my own plans."

"As long as you know what's going on"

Chen Fan nodded and did not continue to ask. He really didn't understand much about business.

Fang Ping was deep in thought. It was getting closer and closer to the day when the special training class would collectively go to the cave. He had not yet gathered the resources to quickly break through to the high level of the third level.

There was basically no gain from this mission. The wealth he spent alone was worth more than 60, which can be said to be beyond his means.

If you want to obtain a large amount of resources in a short period of time, it seems that the only way to do this is with your own company.

Fang Ping secretly calculated that it was impossible to sell the company, but he could find someone to invest. If he broke through to the third-grade potential in his freshman year, he believed that he would be able to attract a lot of capital investment.

After figuring out where the next resources would come from, Fang Ping's restless heart calmed down.

(End of this chapter)