After the battle, a group of people were chatting around the campfire.
The flickering flames illuminated the faces of the people, casting half of their faces in the firelight, making it impossible to see their expressions in the darkness.
On the ground in front of them were neatly arranged the spoils of war and the remaining supplies looted from Li Guang.
Everyone stared intently at the spoils on the ground, none of them willing to be the first to ask about their distribution.
How to divide the spoils has always been a skill!
Many stories tell us that unequal distribution of spoils can easily lead to bad consequences, ranging from brothers turning against each other to endangering lives.
After a long while, one of the merchants looked around at everyone, stood up, and said to them, "My name is Qian Jin. If you don't mind, how about I, an outsider, distribute them? What do you all think?"
The speaker was 1.8 meters tall with a kind face. His beer belly was accidentally revealed under his dust cape, making him look exactly like a landlord.
This person speaks with neither arrogance nor servility, making it easy for others to develop a favorable impression of them.
After asking around, no one agreed or objected.
Sometimes silence is a form of approval, and this is also part of Tianlong culture.
Fatty Qian Jin took in everyone's expressions and understood what was going on.
When the gaze fell upon Liu Nian, Liu Nian nodded, hoping someone could take on this task.
Everyone nodded in agreement, so naturally no one had any objections.
"The distribution of these Night Demon loot in crowns is determined by contribution level. You all know how valuable this necromancer has provided. He takes 40% of the crowns. Now that I've said my piece, who agrees? Who disagrees?"
Oppose it? Wouldn't that just make yourself a powerful enemy?
They were even thinking of recruiting him into their mercenary group? Only a fool would object.
Moreover, if the distribution is based on contribution, he is indeed worth the price.
Even if you can't win him over, at least you can maintain some friendliness with him. As mercenaries, you never know when you might be doing a mission together again.
As for the merchants, it's even easier to explain. They don't fight, they don't participate in the distribution, so there's no reason for them to object to this proposal and make themselves uncomfortable.
After some thought, everyone agreed with the suggestion.
"There are only three cards. Everyone will bid on them on the spot, and the highest bidder wins. The crowns or supplies obtained will then be distributed according to the rules we just discussed. What do you all think?"
After outlining the rules for allocating crowns, Qian Jin proposed the following idea.
With the support they just received, no one is now opposed to the proposal.
After a bidding process, the card was successfully sold, and Liu Nian received 40% of the reward as usual.
As for the remaining supplies of Li Guang's group, they originally wanted to give Liu Nian an extra portion, but he rejected it himself.
"Let's divide these supplies equally among everyone!" Liu Nian said loudly.
It's not that I'm not greedy, but since everyone has to bear the same risk, it's more appropriate to share it equally. Otherwise, someone might feel it's not worth it and report everyone.
If everyone gets the same thing, everyone will feel more at ease.
Greed? How can one not be greedy? Human nature is greedy; it's just that one must distinguish between interests and consequences in certain matters.
For example, if someone here is only willing to take a little, or not take anything at all, would you feel comfortable with them?
People die for wealth, birds die for food.
Liu Nian dared to guarantee that if he had ever shown even the slightest thought of such a thing, he probably wouldn't have made it back to the World Society alive.
The Night Demon attacked Li Guang and his gang, so we don't mind having you one more.
If someone is indifferent to personal gain, how can you expect them to keep quiet?
Now, more than half a month has passed since the end of the world, and most of the saints have long since died.
What? You say you have high moral standards? Doesn't that make us all look like a bunch of robbers?!
Then it makes perfect sense to use you to sharpen the knife!
After a series of considerations, Liu Nian said these words.
Although everyone declined verbally, their gazes toward Liu Nian became much kinder.
After the distribution of the spoils, although the process was a bit tiring, everyone was still in high spirits looking at their bulging bags.
Taking advantage of the momentum, they dragged the Night Demon's corpse to Li Guang's group's car, and the person skilled in planning tried to make it look like they had died together with the Night Demon.
Of course, everyone agreed that Liu Nian shouldn't do such rough work as dragging corpses, but this time he didn't refuse.
Most of the group's corpses were taken by the Night Demon, while the rest were naturally disposed of by carrion-eating creatures that came attracted by the smell of blood.
As for the missing supplies, that's even easier to explain. They don't have names, so do you expect them to respond if you call them?
The work done over there was flawless, and when they returned, everyone happily gathered around the campfire to chat.
One of the mercenaries even pulled out his treasured bottle of Moutai and offered everyone a drink.
Because Liu Nian had to keep watch at night, she declined his offer.
Everyone seems to be in high spirits tonight, with many people sharing their own food.
Liu Nian also secretly took out the cigarettes he had obtained before from his spatial storage and distributed them to everyone.
Men's friendships are strange; sometimes they start with just a cigarette.
The group of men, puffing on cigarettes, boasted about their experiences. Liu Nian tried to leave several times, but each time the burly men grabbed her shoulders and dragged her back.
Left with no other option, they had to have their summoned creatures patrol around the edge of the tent.
Liu Nian was only freed after they had eaten and drunk their fill.
After the party ended, Zhou Momo blushed and came to Liu Nian. She stumbled and fell onto Liu Nian.
Those who hadn't left yet watched this scene with amusement, and one of them even whistled a vulgar tune.
A handsome man and a beautiful woman, how could they be so refined?
Bah! That pair of scoundrels is more in line with their dark thoughts.
"Come to my tent, I have something to tell you." Zhou Momo forcefully turned Liu Nian's face towards her and looked into her eyes.
"You're drunk." Liu Nian looked at her dazed eyes, unable to pry her mischievous hands off.
Don't get the wrong idea, it's a power suppression!!!
"I really, really have something to tell you," Zhou Momo emphasized again.
"Say what you have to say now." I'm a straightforward person, and I have nothing to hide from others.
"Shh." The onlookers looked at Liu Nian with eyes full of pity for someone with intellectual disabilities.
Someone clenched one fist and left only the index finger of the other hand out. Then, they slowly inserted the index finger into the gap between the clenched fist and repeatedly and subtly reminded Liu Nian.
What the hell? It's a pity that Liu Nian, this virgin, is completely clueless and has wasted their good intentions.
There's a reason why some people are single. Helpless, the others helped each other leave, leaving only the two of them by the campfire.
It took a lot of effort to get Zhou Momo back into her tent. After covering her with a blanket, Liu Nian quietly left.
There's still guard duty to be done!
Those who were peeking from inside the tent were all heartbroken to see Liu Nian come out so quickly.
Do you think they'd praise you as the reincarnation of Liu Xiahui? How naive!
You silly goose, you don't even notice when you see a pretty face! That's normal language, you'll have to accept it.
Some people even used the embarrassing term "quick shooter."
Another type of idiot would shout: "Let go of that girl, let me have her!"
With Li Guang and his gang no longer threatening them, the merchant group felt much more relaxed.
The next day, when they set off, the two swordsmen driving the car warmly invited Liu Nian to rest in their car.
Without refusing, Liu Nian, who was on night watch, handed the motorcycle to another person and was about to get on the duo's bike.
However, Zhou Momo forcefully grabbed Liu Nian by the collar and, amidst the ambiguous gazes of the crowd, shoved him into the back seat of her car.
They originally planned to launch a night raid on Li Guang's group in the latter half of the night, but things went much more smoothly after the Night Demon's attack.
So, I had no choice but to keep watch obediently during the second half of the night.
As for whether anyone doubts me? Probably not, right?
I only cast two spells!
The positioning at the time was not noticeable, and the chanting was in an incomprehensible language, so it wasn't a big problem.
Moreover, we're all in the same boat now, so even if someone reports us, we need evidence. I don't believe anyone can produce such evidence.
As for their corpses, Liu Nian glanced at them discreetly, confident that after the second round of torment by the Rotting Skin Demon Wolf last night, even his mother wouldn't recognize them.
After a moment's thought, I drifted off to sleep amidst the turbulence.
As for the summoned creatures, that's even easier. Once everyone can't see them, Liu Nian can simply recall them back into his spatial dimension.
Otherwise, how could their short legs keep up with the speed of a car?
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