Chapter 169 Butler Fish, Reporting the Expenses (1/2)



The survivors were nailed to wooden boards; it was a huge embarrassment. For people like them, being displayed as exhibits in public was worse than death.

Especially after the treasure chests respawned, they could only watch helplessly as other teams picked them up, which made them feel heartbroken.

What's most infuriating is that the girl who just wrote down the words "Survivor Alliance Exhibition" kept walking past them arrogantly, showing off the treasure chests she had obtained.

Of course, these are not the most outrageous things. The most outrageous thing is that some teams would bring the entire treasure chest in front of them to open, or even wave delicious-smelling food in front of them during mealtimes.

Faced with such cruel treatment, the survivors swore an oath: "Just you wait! Once we're able to move again, we'll make you pay!"

These harsh words are just empty threats and have no impact on anyone.

What are they afraid of? These people had no intention of releasing the survivors before the event ended.

The survivors know to reduce competition, but don't the other teams know that too?

They brought this upon themselves. Since they've ruined their own livelihood, everyone should seize the opportunity to keep them on the board a little longer. While they're at it, the other teams should definitely find more boxes.

The members of Squad 2333 were quite entertained watching other teams devise all sorts of strange ways to provoke aggro in the camp.

The 48-hour event period passed quickly. Since only 19 teams participated in the second half, the other teams received significantly more treasure chests. Before parting, the other teams expressed their gratitude to Team 2333, happily sharing their joy.

Even at the very last moment, the survivor squad, still under control, had eyes that seemed to be poisoned, as if they wanted to devour everyone present alive.

Everyone said their goodbyes and returned to their respective ships. After the event ended, the rewards were still sent to the system space, and players needed to retrieve them themselves.

Back on her own boat, Gu Xi finally felt at home again. Although the space was very safe, she still felt more comfortable in her own little nest.

Gu Xi stretched and saw the octopus leap over. Several tentacles tapped on the deck and chirped incessantly.

"You're saying you've been feeding the fish these past few days? You want me to return the fish food to you?"

"Chirp chirp!"

Gu Xi stared at it in disbelief. She hadn't forgotten that during the last event, the fish-raising system had informed her that the fish would fall asleep when people left. This time, the octopus hadn't followed; how could it be awake?

"Chirp chirp!"

When the octopus realized its owner didn't believe it, it got angry. It pointed to its food hiding place and then to the box containing fish food.

"You're saying you used up your own stock first, and then fed the fish with fish food from the storage box?"

The more Octopus said that, the less Gu Xi believed it. As everyone knows, only the owner of the storage box can open it.

Gu Xi's skeptical attitude only enraged the octopus. In its eyes, the fish owner was clearly trying to renege on its debt. Its fish food was gone, and it had to get it back!

Immediately afterwards, Gu Xi saw the octopus turn completely red, and steam rose from its red face.

Enraged, the octopus waved its tentacles wildly, then opened the box containing fish food right in front of Gu Xi, and took out pile after pile of fish food.

The scene was too horrifying, so Gu Xi quickly stopped it.

In this situation, there's only one possibility: the fish farming system has been updated. She hadn't noticed the change because she was rushing through the activity.

Gu Xi quickly opened the fish-raising system to check, and sure enough, new content appeared on it.

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