Zhou Ning said: "What other way can it be? Of course it is acquisition!"
"Acquisition?" Song Ziyu suddenly realized.
"Acquisition is the best way!" Zhou Ning said: "As long as you have enough contribution points and acquire a top-ranked team, you can avoid the trouble of upgrading tasks...Song Ziyu, you may not know that in Zero Dimension Space , there is also a group of people who specially set up a team to play on behalf of others, and then are responsible for increasing the team's points and levels, and finally sell the team in their hands to obtain high returns."
"Hey, is there such a way to play?" Song Ziyu thought of the power training studios in Internet cafes when he was studying.
Those studios also operate like this.
"One advantage of this method is that the money is stable and the risk is very low." Zhou Ning explained: "Although the rewards obtained in the early stage are relatively small, you can be sure that you will survive. Once a team has reached a higher level, you can change hands. If you sell it, all the initial investment will be recovered, and you can still support your own team."
"Okay, I understand, then let's just buy a place and give it a try." After making up his mind, Song Ziyu did not hesitate and took Zhou Ning directly into the mission hall and started looking for someone to sell the team.
"cattle". The mission hall is located in the core area of Zero Space. It is a large floor hundreds of meters high.
Song Ziyu learned from Zhou Ning that in order to run this mission hall, Xihe established hundreds of official personnel, and thousands of time-travelers were fighting various wars in countless planes every day.
"According to Lord Xihe's regulations, any team that has reached Level D or above is eligible to get an independent office in this building, which can be used as an agency for their own team to handle various businesses." Zhou Ning said: " Many people dream of having their own place in this building." Song Ziyu glanced at Zhou Ning and said, "Don't panic, you will realize this wish soon." However!
After wandering around for a while, Song Ziyu discovered a problem. It doesn't seem easy to realize this wish.
First of all, Song Ziyu doesn't like teams that are too low-level. For example, those stinky fish and shrimps below G level, it seems the same whether Song Ziyu spends huge sums of money to acquire them or not.
But if you want to buy a G-level or above team, especially a D-level or above team, the price will increase exponentially. Transaction fees can easily reach tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands. Song Ziyu simply cannot afford it.
Considering this issue, Song Ziyu hesitated. It seems that the little contribution I made at the beginning can only be regarded as a moderately prosperous society, not a wealthy one. It is not enough in front of these B-level and A-level teams.
Now Song Ziyu is stuck in a difficult choice. Are you buying this? Still not buying it? this is a problem.
Even Shakespeare couldn't answer.
"If it doesn't work, just re-register a team and start from the lowest one-star mission?" Zhou Ning seemed to see Song Ziyu's embarrassment, so he said: "This will not prevent you from traveling through various planes to find you. The coordinates we need." Song Ziyu gritted his teeth and thought about it, and it seemed to be the same reason, so he was ready to follow Zhou Ning's suggestion and honestly start by delivering food.
However! Just when Song Ziyu was about to make a decision! In the huge mission hall, a fierce quarrel suddenly broke out.
"Niya, please wake up!" A man's voice roared: "Your boss is dead! Your Blood Fang team has lost its most powerful high-end combat power and is no longer viable!"
"Who said we can't do it anymore?" The woman in the blood-red cheongsam blushed, tit for tat with the man.
"It's useless for you and me to be anxious!" The man in warrior uniform pointed at the face of the cheongsam woman and said coldly: "You also know that every month, Mr. Xihe will re-assess the level according to the team's contribution, and it cannot be completed for three consecutive months. Teams that have contributed to relegation tasks will be forcibly demoted! Because of Feng Yiren’s death in battle, your Blood Fang team has not completed tasks above the three-star level for two consecutive months! Not only that, you also lost troops and lost many brothers. . And I also heard that the top five fighters in your team, Sui Wenlong and Tang Yue, have changed their careers and joined other people's sects..." The man scolded Niya, not giving any face to Niya, but it seemed that every word It was so oppressive that Niya could not refute it.
Finally, the man smiled and said: "This is the third month. If you still can't complete enough contribution points, your Blood Fang team will be removed from the A-level team." As soon as he said this, his face was still expressionless. The blood-red and humiliated Niya's face instantly turned pale.
"You are now strong on the outside and hard on the inside. You have reached the point of collapse. In my opinion, it is better to sell it directly while the name of Blood Fang is still there." The man said: "I will give you a reasonable price, three thousand contribution If you click on the transfer fee, I will accept all of you bloody-toothed people!"
"Yuan Chen, do you think we Xueya are beggars?" A man behind Niya suddenly said: "Three thousand contribution points, you should keep it for yourself to buy an urn for yourself!" After hearing this, he called out Yuan Chen's man suddenly became violent. With a flick of his wrist, the long knife was unsheathed at lightning speed!
A distance of ten feet! Yuan Chen's eight-foot-long knife actually hit the chest of the man who spoke.
Even though the man had noticed the crisis and raised his arm guard to block it, when Yuan Chen's blade fell, the man was still injured by the blade, and a wide wound appeared on his chest.
The man's metal arm guard was cut off directly by the blade. Looking at the bloody wound, Yuan Chen slowly put away the knife, and then shouted: "If I hadn't been compassionate and slashed your neck with my knife just now, you would be a dead person now." The man still thought He talked back, but blood was pouring out of his chest, obviously he was seriously injured.
"That's enough! Yuan Chen, don't bully others too much." Niya shouted hysterically: "You are just a cadre of Canglong Team. If you want to annex our Blood Fang Team, you should let Li Canglong come and talk to me! After all, we Blood Fang Team No matter how you say it, Team Ya is an A-level team with the same reputation as your Canglong Team." Yuan Chen heard the words and said with a smile: "Niya, even if I say a thousand words, you still don't understand your situation! If Feng Yiren is still alive, You, the Blood Fang Team, still have the qualifications to be on an equal footing with our Canglong Team. After all, Feng Yiren is recognized by everyone as a super strong man! He is a strong man who can discuss scriptures with Master Canglong... Unfortunately, he is already dead, you blood team Without its backbone, the Ya Sentai is just a bunch of lost dogs."
"You..." Niya was furious and wanted to ask the men behind her to take action, but she didn't dare.
