Survival In The Fog: I Can See Hints

Everyone asked: "Are you really willing to contribute these collections? If it is true, I am willing to send 40,000 troops!"

"Didn't you say before that you don't have that many soldiers? Seeing the organs of the Protoss, you changed your mind so quickly?"

"It's called not getting up early without benefit, you know what a fart!"

"Ugh!"

Of course, in addition to the city lords who want it very much, there are also some city lords who want it but can't afford it: "I want it, but my city happens to be at the border of the undead, and I can't even defend it now. There is simply no manpower! How about this, I will give out one million grids of iron ore, and my city is rich in iron ore."

"I don't have any free hands here, so I'll just produce a million squares of wood!"

"I'll send 10,000 troops, and I'll produce another 500,000 squares of fruit."

Many city lords finally chose to send supplies instead of sending troops.

The leader is not very interested in these city lords, he just set his sights on Ye Qianfan, but Ye Qianfan was not interested at all: "I have three cities, then I will give three million squares of kerosene Alright! Of course, if you want to replace the fire oil with ore, that’s fine too.”

Three million grids is equivalent to the supplies of three hundred million grid backpacks.

Because the weight of each item is different, everyone chooses to use the Wanger backpack as the unit of measurement. In this way, no matter what materials you produce, as long as they are calculated according to the Wanger backpack, they are equal to 200,000 copies, which is relatively fair. of.

"Lord Ye, are you not going to send troops?"

Hearing that Ye Qianfan actually chose resources, the leader was a little surprised and said: "Could it be that Lord Ye is not satisfied with the collection in front of him? That's okay, old man, I still have something that is more affordable. Lord Ye, see if there is any." interest!"

After the alliance leader finished speaking, he immediately grabbed the largest piece of red cloth, and directly lifted the things carried by the four of them.

Underneath it was a pair of huge seraph wings!

And because these are the wings of the Protoss, even though they have been taken off for countless years, the blood vessels and meridians at the root of the wings are still wriggling like living things, trying to connect with the new owner and re-realize its ability to fly. dream.

"Six Wings!!!"

"Heavenly Six Wings, this is a real treasure!"

"I heard that the flying speed of the two wings of the Protoss can surpass that of the Birdmen, and even surpass the speed of the Wing Clan! And the six wings are three times the speed of the two wings. Wouldn't it be easy to kill the Wing Clan in seconds?"

"Hehe! You said it was too small." There is also a popular science of Emperor City Master: "Who told you that the six wings are only twice as fast as the two wings? Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, I tell you, the six wings have far exceeded the speed It’s a problem, because the six wings can tear apart the space, can achieve the effect of short-distance teleportation, and even open the short-distance space door to appear in some calibrated positions! This is the most precious thing about the six wings!!”

"Hiss! Can the six wings actually tear apart the space?"

"Teleport! My God!!"

All the city lords drooled with envy.

Seeing this, the leader smiled and looked at Ye Qianfan and said, "Lord Ye, how about this one? If you send 100,000 soldiers, as long as we win this battle, the Six Wings of the God will be yours!"

"No, thank you." Ye Qianfan once again refused without hesitation: "I have three cities that need to be built, and my mine island also needs manpower, so I really can't spare extra soldiers to help, I'd better give resources ! The leader of the six wings of the god can leave them to those in need!"

"I want!"

At this time, the lord of a super big city slammed the table and said, "Ye Qianfan is not the only one who can send out 100,000 soldiers. Wan, give you an extra 20,000, but the six wings of the gods belong to me!"

The so-called city owner of one hundred thousand cities does not mean that he really owns one hundred thousand cities.

Instead, there are many tribes and small fortresses around his super big city. Because it is a super big city gathered by a bunch of fortifications, it is called the Hundred Thousand City, and the owner of this city is naturally also called the Hundred Thousand City. The Santo!

"This……"

The ally leader was a little reconciled.

Because what he fancy is not Ye Qianfan's 100,000 soldiers, but Ye Qianfan's ability to lead the army, so he wants to give Ye Qianfan the best protoss organ in exchange for him sending 100,000 troops and serving as the leader of the army. The opportunity for the general to lead troops to attack the Zerg!

But now Ye Qianfan actually looks down on the six wings of the god, let alone the hundred thousand city lords who want to replace him!

It's hard for him to refuse the words...