Bug Master In Doomsday

"You can't say that. When the time comes, the eight remaining spell masters will intercede with those space-time managers. You will never have to worry about your life!"

Tyrant spear raised his finger carelessly at several spell masters with varying degrees of injury, "These spell masters are smart people, you can rest assured!"

Wang Mang snorted coldly and groaned a little, "It's okay for me to admit that I am incompetent, but what conditions do you give me? If the conditions are bad, huh, everyone, try it!"

"Are you threatening me?!" Tyrant squinted his eyes, his face suddenly showing a hideous look.

"Boy, you need to know, even if I kill you now, I still have a way to get out, believe it or not?"

Wang Mang smiled and pointed to the corpse of the official Bai. "Senior Gunner, now this is a dead end. Someone has to come out and carry this black pot for this matter. If I die? Do you carry this black pot?"

A thin man next to Ba Qiang listened to the words of the two, frowned, and whispered a few words to Ba Qiang. After a while, the murderous look of Ba Qiang slowly calmed down.

"Tell me about your conditions!" Tyrant Gun said in a gentle tone, found a chair and sat down.

This Wang Mang was right. Someone had to take the blame for this matter. Since he and others were unwilling, he had to pay the price!

"I want five thousand sets of spirit-level armors and weapons of the same standard!" Wang Mang, seeing Ba Qiang agree, directly stated his needs!

"It's impossible!!" As soon as Wang Mang's voice fell, Tyrannical Spear immediately got up from his chair and yelled in retort. What's the joke? ! Five thousand sets of standard armor weapons? Where can I wait for someone to look for? !

"Your condition is that the lion speaks loudly, it is not reasonable at all! Change another one!"

Wang Mang shook his head earnestly, "No, this is my bottom line, it can't be changed, but I can give you ten years to raise money, so it's not harsh, right?"

Several spell masters who had originally planned to refuse immediately, heard Wang Mang’s words, the fire in their hearts disappeared, and they lightly frowned and thought.

Raising 500 sets of armor in a year is a bit difficult, but it is not impossible;

Seeing everyone hesitating, Wang Mang directly threatened, "Think about it, you guys, if you don’t feed me, why should I help you conceal this rebellion? Is it possible that the seniors are so stingy that they are not even willing to pay for this little profit ?"

"You are not a petty profit, you are trying to seize most of our wealth!" A slightly old-fashioned spell master gave Wang Mang a dissatisfied look, but did not directly refuse it!

The leading tyrant snorted coldly, agreeing to Wang Mang's request.

After all, his strength is outstanding, his accumulation is solid, and hundreds of armored weapons a year are still collected, not to mention there are seven people together with him!

"I reluctantly agree to your request, but you kid remember that when the time and space managers come to investigate, what should I say, don't I want to repeat it?"

Wang Mang smiled kindly, "As long as the benefits are sufficient, I will naturally say it seriously!"

"That's good, now you just stay honestly, thinking about how to explain to those time-space managers later, they must be coming too soon!"

Tyrant took back the spear in his hand, closed his eyes slightly, and sat quietly on the chair without saying more!