Originally, the spirit stones that Wang Zhennan helped to keep should have been spit out by Zhou Buzhou, and should have been Zhou Buzhou's tribute to the base.
But there are too many of them, and Zhou Buzhou can’t bear to give them away.
Then, he made Wang Zhennan vomit by crying poor together.
But even so, he had to take the initiative to spit out some more so that Wang Zhennan would not look down on him.
Furthermore, if he didn't give Wang Zhennan some, what if Wang Zhennan got upset and came to cause trouble for him one day...
That would be even more troublesome!
After all, in a sense, Wang Zhennan is his backer at this moment.
If I offend my backers...
If even your backers start to cause trouble for you, then you will be truly desperate!
In life, you can live freely only if you understand the word "willingness to give up".
Wang Zhennan laughed and thought, this kid is not stupid.
But he didn't feel comfortable after being treated like this.
Wang Zhennan's eyes rolled slightly, and he said, "Twenty? Do you really think the base is a beggar?"
Zhou Buzhou's face turned bitter. "Principal, twenty high-grade spirit stones are quite a lot. One is equal to three million, and twenty is sixty million..."
Sixty million!
When Zhou Buzhou thought of this number, he felt a pang of pain in his heart.
I can even buy another Zhanlu sword.
"Besides, the students only have fifty-one high-grade spirit stones in total..."
"Besides, I have to give Teacher Tie twenty coins later. Then, there's only one left, which is only enough for my own consumption... My family is really poor, so poor that they eat for free every day..."
"Shut up!"
Wang Zhennan had a terrible headache.
He really didn't want to hear the word cabbage anymore.
"Alright, alright, twenty is enough. Actually, even if I don't give it to you, you're still a member of the base..."
Zhou Buzhou asked in surprise: "Really?"
Wang Zhennan nodded: "Of course it's true!"
"Then... Principal, please return the spirit stone to me. We're family after all, so it doesn't matter who holds it..."
"roll!"
Wang Zhennan kicked Zhou Buyuyi and disappeared with twenty high-grade spirit stones in his arms.
Zhou Buzhou stood up again.
He sighed helplessly. He had originally planned to invite Wang Zhennan to have dinner together.
It now seems that Wang Zhennan will not see him in the short term.
Zhou Buzhou turned around and slowly walked out of the hotel.
At the hotel entrance, the remaining fifty people had already gone their separate ways.
After all, this is Dongdu, a city for ordinary people.
It is impossible for them to rely on the burst of true energy unscrupulously and then run to Zuiyue Tower at a speed several times faster than the Olympic champion.
If you walk slowly, it will really waste time.
The others have already taken taxis and left.
Only Yang Zimei, Zhang Shan, and a little girl named Le Fang were left there.
Yang Zimei said, "Shall the four of us take a taxi together?"
Zhou Buzhou nodded: "Well, your phone is called Didi, right?"
Yang Zimei paused slightly, and said with an embarrassed look on her face: "Um... I didn't bring my phone."
"Then you can just hail a taxi."
"Um...I don't have any cash on me."
As she spoke, Yang Zimei looked towards Zhang Shan.
Zhang Shan's expression froze slightly: "I don't have any cash either!"
Then Yang Zimei looked towards Le Fang.
Le Fang's face was filled with black lines. "Um...does the taxi driver accept spirit stones? If so...how much should I cut for him?"
What a damn evil base!
Under the merit system, who the hell would carry cash with them among the students at the base?
Zhou Buzhou's face was full of black lines.
He fished out his wallet.
The eyes of the other three people lit up slightly.
Yang Zimei laughed and said, "Old Zhou is really considerate. You guys are all unreliable!"
Zhou Buzhou opened his wallet.
Everything inside the wallet is visible at a glance.
Yang Zimei paused.
Old Zhou is not reliable either!
Zhang Shan and Le Fang were stunned.
Five dollars?
Can I take a taxi for five dollars?
For taxis, the starting price seems to be ten yuan, right?
"Shall we...run over there?"
"Old Zhou has no money! After I run over there, will Zuiyue Tower charge me for the spirit stones?"
“…”
Collective silence.
Zhou Buzhou's face turned dark.
The moment he looked up, he saw a light flashing with two large words in a small corner across the street.
Lottery!
Although he didn't want to disrupt the lottery mechanism, at this time, it seemed that only the lottery could provide him with some money.
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