"150,000 copies?"
The survivors in the chat channel who were unaware of the situation exclaimed in surprise upon seeing the message.
"Even if you sold me, I still couldn't gather that many materials!"
"Don't even mention selling you out. Even top racing teams would probably have to be skinned alive to gather this much material, right?"
"That's right, so I think those three teams are very likely to choose to work together to produce the materials first, so they won't fight each other."
"That's not necessarily true. Since all three convoys have arrived, the materials must be on the vehicles. Maybe one of the convoys will suddenly launch an attack and wipe out the other two. In that case, we'll get even more materials!"
"Are you really not using your brain? All three teams are top-tier teams. Do you really think one of them can completely take on both of them?"
"What if? Even if it results in mutual destruction, as long as we absorb the other two, with the resources of all three in hand, we won't be unable to rise again. No, not just rise again, but we might become even stronger!"
"......"
The survivors in the chat channel started talking animatedly.
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...
At the edge of a cliff.
Norlein was still enjoying a professional-level massage from Chen Xiaoli inside the RV.
There was a rapid knocking on the car door.
Norain impatiently rolled down the car window, looked outside, and asked, "What's wrong?"
The team member standing outside the car door turned to look at Norlein, then hurriedly ran to the car window and shouted, "Big brother, the Ankun United Team is here too!"
Upon hearing the name of the Ankun United Racing Team, Chen Xiaoli paused for a second.
However, Norlein was unaware of this.
When he heard that Ankun United Team was coming, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he pushed Chen Xiaoli away.
Then I pulled up my pants and got off the bus.
The wind was very strong on the cliff.
The wind made Norlein's wide robes flutter loudly.
Norlein tugged at his robe and squinted as he looked behind the road.
A convoy of more than two hundred cars was parked in a defensive formation at a distance.
"Heh~" Norain chuckled disdainfully upon seeing this, and casually cursed, "Trash is trash. You're already here, why bother with the formation!"
"Uh!" The teammate standing next to Norlein glanced at him upon hearing this and whispered a reminder, "Captain, what you're saying seems a bit inappropriate, doesn't it? Our team is also in formation, aren't we? Aren't you just insulting ourselves?"
"Hey!"
Norlein spat a mouthful of phlegm all over the teammate's face: "Shut the fuck up, I'm just being prepared!"
Although the team member who had been spat on in the face felt extremely wronged, he dared not resist Norlein's intimidating presence and could only nod repeatedly, "Yes, yes, yes! Captain, you're right!"
Then, when Norlein wasn't looking, he turned around and wiped the thick phlegm off his face.
That taste!
Ugh~
It tastes like abalone!
It smells a hundred times worse than a stinking ditch!
Just as the team member was still immersed in extreme nausea, Norlein's rough voice rang out again: "Hey, stop dawdling there, hurry up and call those two team leaders over here, tell them that I, Norlein, have something to discuss with them at the broken bridge on the cliff."
Go quickly and come back fast! If you're late, I'll skin you alive!
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