"Oh, Sagato, it's all my fault that we lost our shuttle now..."
On the steep cliff on one side of the river, there were three people standing, Yi Chen, Putuo Mel and Sola. Among them, Sola was apologizing continuously, with a look of shame on his face.
"Sora, of course it's your fault. It's fine now. The shuttle boat and luggage fell off the cliff with the waterfall. How can we get to the top of Yegra..."
Putuomel scolded Sora unceremoniously, and his big blue eyes seemed to be bursting with fire.
"Okay, Sora, Putuomel, you two should be quiet for a while, so as to reduce the energy consumption of your body and last longer. We are in the deep mountains and forests, and it will be difficult to find food for a while."
Yi Chen was also very depressed, and he kept hearing the noises of Sola and Putuomel, so he criticized them both lightly and not seriously.
Here is a steep cliff, more than fifty meters below it is the channel of the holy river Ilya, surrounded by endless mountain peaks and various trees growing on them.
In the dense forests on these mountain peaks, there is not even a trace of a road. The ground is full of dead leaves and branches that have fallen naturally. When you step on it, it is soft and you can't judge its thickness. You don't know how many years it has accumulated.
But one thing is very clear, no one comes here at all, and there are no roads for Yi Chen, Putuo Mel and Sola to use to walk out of the deep mountains and dense forests.
Yi Chen also tried to explore the surrounding area just now and found that there were many broken cliffs. It was almost impossible for him to leave with Putuomel and Sola.
"It seems that in this geographical environment that looks like a hundred thousand mountains, the only way out is by the holy river Ilya under the cliff!"
After Yi Chen understood this, he began to think about a solution. It was obvious that the first step was to build a boat or shuttle boat and solve the food problem for three people at the same time.
Sora stopped making any sound and was sobbing silently, looking a little pitiful.
Putuomel frowned, looking at the surrounding mountain peaks and dense forests, and at the holy river Ilya below the cliff. Apparently she was also thinking of a way to leave here.
Now that Yi Chen had a direction to solve the problem, he no longer felt so depressed and slowly became calmer.
For others, being trapped here is almost a place of death. Without building ships and shuttle boats to leave, they cannot solve the food problem.
There are no edible fruits in the dense forests around the mountains, and the holy river Ilya, which is more than 50 meters below, cannot be reached by ordinary people. Naturally, it is impossible to access the fresh water and torpedoes in it.
But all this is not a big problem for Yi Chen, Putuo Mel and Sola. Yi Chen's superhuman physical fitness can easily go down to the holy river Ilia to fish and get water, solving the food problem of the three of them. .
"Okay, Sora, don't blame yourself. This time we unexpectedly lost Shuang Zhou and Zheng Zheng, it's not your fault. If you really want to say that the responsibility lies with me, I should have thought of it from the beginning. It is unreasonable to sail in the holy river Ilia and only let you row the oar alone. People are prone to misfortune. Once you feel unwell, our shuttle boat will immediately stop. . . ”
After Yi Chen calmed down, his thoughts became logically clear. He objectively analyzed the gains and losses of the three people from the Red Crow Gate to here, and finally took the responsibility for losing the shuttle boat and saluting on himself. He walked up to Sora and patted Sora's shoulder while comforting Sora.
Sora was kind and innocent, and rowed hard along the way. Because his body was exhausted and exhausted, his arm suddenly cramped. In addition, none of the three people realized that a branch of the three-fork mouth of the Holy River Ilya was actually connected to a cliff waterfall. The combination of these two reasons caused the shuttle boat and bowing ceremony to fall under the cliff and waterfall.
In this process, Sola had no responsibility at all. If she really wanted to be held accountable, the guide Putuomel should bear the responsibility. Who told her not to understand the risks on the route in advance.
Of course, Yi Chen would not blame Putuomel for going up the Holy River Ilya to find the top of Yegla. Putuomel had never walked this road before, so naturally he did not understand the danger involved.
Feng Yuan, an airport on Hongluan Star, couldn't help but smile and boarded the spacecraft. He could not have imagined that an event that could turn Hongluan Star into a void planet would actually turn into a money-making travel show.
At this moment, the new football director, Cyril, who was sitting in the football director’s office, smiled at the new military police director, Director Wang, and the new intelligence director, Director Ramafu: “I didn’t expect that that disaster could actually happen. Turn it into a travel show. Haha, despite the fact that this war experience game has just been launched, the number of people who have signed up has reached 1 million. Human beings are really warlike."
Director Wang said with a surprised look on his face: "One million people? Open in stages of 6 hours all day long. Wouldn't that be a revenue of 100 billion a day? Moreover, if those areas are destroyed, the construction teams can be built immediately. This can be profitable. The last construction fee. Damn it, it’s paid!”
Director Ramafu said with a smile: "Don't be surprised, Director Wang. It's just started now. I'm afraid there will be millions of people playing it in the future. Hundreds of billions a day are indispensable. But most of the money earned from this game show has to go up." Pay it to the state, after all, it is legitimate income.”
"Don't we get 30% of the funds for self-retention? That's tens of billions! Earning tens of billions a day is even better than opening a nightclub!" Director Wang shouted excitedly.
"Haha, those tens of billions are for raising wages below, to win people's hearts. And there are not so many every day. If other planets learn from our travel program, their income will drop significantly. This cannot be compared with Compared with opening a brothel, after all, all this is white income, no matter how much money we make, we can't swallow it in our own stomachs." Cyril smiled.
Director Wang looked disappointed and said: "A salary increase of tens of billions a day? What a waste. Alas, white income is so difficult to take advantage of."
"Don't worry, don't you know how much Baihua Palace's annual income is?" Ramafu interrupted.
Director Wang shook his head and said he didn't know. He only joined in after seeing the strength of the Intelligence Department and Feng Yuan, so he didn't know how much income would be gained from occupying this planet.
Cyril looked at Ramafu with a smile, and Ramafu understood what Cyril meant very well, so he smiled at Director Wang and said: "According to the accounts of Baihua Palace and other gangsters' accounts that Feng Yuan snatched, the entire last year was Hongluanxing’s black income is about 500 trillion, which is black income that can go into our pockets.”
"Five...fifty trillion!" Director Wang's eyes almost fell down. He swallowed his saliva and stuttered: "This...fifty trillion...is all ours?"
Cyril shook his head and smiled: "Not entirely. I gave 40% to my boss, 20% to Feng Yuan, and 10% to please the people above me. We only took 30%."
"Your boss? Oh, that's right." Director Wang, who was a little dissatisfied when he heard that Cyril's boss accounted for 40%, immediately understood who Cyril's boss was, so he hurriedly changed his tune. As for Feng Yuan taking 20%, he didn't dare to have any objection. Because Ramafu has already said that Feng Yuan took Baihua Palace's account magnetic card, and now Ramafu knows the exact number, it must be related to Feng Yuan. He is not an idiot. Of course he knows how powerful Baihua Palace's accounts are. Feng Yuan's willingness to hand it over is a sign that he wants to become a shareholder. He, who has no shares, will not offend Feng Yuan and the Intelligence Department, the two major shareholders, for this matter. Woolen cloth.
"Our 30% will be divided according to the previous year. There will be 20 trillion. Mr. Ball Chief will account for 40% of the 20 trillion. We will account for 2.50% respectively, and the remaining 0.50% will be given to the new police chief. Although We can put all this into our own pockets, but we still hope to be able to take some out and distribute it to our subordinates." Ramapho said to Director Wang.
Director Wang nodded in agreement. He decided to swallow 6 trillion by himself and distribute the remaining 1.5 trillion to his subordinates. He doesn't care that Cyril accounts for 12 trillion, because if Cyril is vicious, he can kill himself and Ramapho and swallow them all. Since he is so loyal, why does he care about this?
Cyril walked to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of wine, opened it, poured three glasses of wine, and then motioned to the two department heads to come over and drink. Seeing Cyril's actions, the two division chiefs were startled. They were afraid that Cyril would poison them. When Director Wang went to bring the wine, he secretly took a poison pill he carried with him. Ramafo, on the other hand, drank with a look of resignation. However, after drinking the wine, Director Wang found that the anti-poison pills had no response, and Ramafu found that there was nothing wrong with him. Only then did they realize that they were judging a gentleman with a villain's heart.
Of course Cyril saw their actions, and at this moment he admired what the boss said. If you want your subordinates to sacrifice their lives, you have to show your heart to him. Just look at the expression on Ramafu's face even if he thought he had poisoned him, but he still drank it. You can know how loyal Ramafu is to him. If he hadn't listened to his boss, wouldn't he have killed such a loyal and capable subordinate? I'm so lucky to have confessed to my boss.
Cyril said with a smile after drinking: "Although the current black income is only 200 trillion a year, I believe that with our efforts, 200 trillion will become 400 trillion, 800 trillion, or even 1,000 trillion. It is possible. Let us put it into perspective." Let Hongluan Star become the paradise of the entire universe!"
The two directors also shouted excitedly, if it becomes 1,000 trillion, their income will increase dozens of times. For their own pockets, they must work hard to build this Hongluan Star!
After the excitement of the two division chiefs subsided a little, Cyril suggested: "You go back and look to see if there are suitable candidates in the Police Department. Although it is 10% of the income, don't give it to outsiders." The director nodded hurriedly, that's right, why would you give an outsider a large amount of money in such a good way? Isn't it better to give it to your own people? They were all thinking about which police officer they were close to would be suitable for this position.
