God level funny comparison system

One hundred high-grade crystals, these fighters may not get so many crystals in a year, this is the time when morale is boosted, and there is a lot of money to lure them, how can they not be tempted.

Under the heavy reward, there must be a brave man, and almost everyone was excited.

"How is it? Has anyone volunteered to complete this task with me? One hundred high-grade crystals. After passing this village, there will be no such land. Raise your hand if you have one." With a look of seductive children, Zhang Long laughed.

"I!"

"I am willing!"

"I would too!"

"The messenger chose me! I am not afraid of death!"

"The envoy chooses me, I can protect you, I can block the sword for you!"

"Messenger, I can kill ten of them!"

"I can kill a hundred!"

"Fuck you, you can die if you don't brag!"

……

The scene suddenly fell into chaos, and almost all the thousands of soldiers raised their hands and shouted, almost burning, and the excitement was beyond words.

"Very good, very good." Zhang Long nodded, then took a deep breath, swept the audience and said, "Then... choose those who didn't raise their hands!"

"Shua!" Everyone was stunned, their raised hands were fixed in the air, their mouths were opened wide, and the excitement on their faces suddenly turned into a dull one.

The scene was quiet again, and there seemed to be a sluggish cold wind flying over the dead leaves, which was an embarrassment.

Those guys who didn't raise their hands are even more depressed. What kind of plane is this kid doing? Didn't he say that anyone who wants to go can raise their hands?
A few seconds later, people's expressions changed again. Those who raised their hands had sad expressions, as if they had lost a lot of money, while those who didn't raised their hands looked like scumbags who were admitted to Tsinghua University. Let the look on.

The reason why they didn't raise their hands was not because they didn't want the one hundred high-grade spar, but because they didn't want to die. The task, they knew that this task was difficult, and in the eyes of these extremely calm guys, Zhang Long had long been a lunatic, and his task must be extremely crazy, of course he would not sacrifice his life for a hundred top-grade crystals.

There are less than a hundred of such people out of thousands of people in the audience, and what Zhang Long wants is these people who can keep calm under the temptation of excitement and money.

This kind of fighter, commonly known as a veteran, is a baby who has experienced many times of life and death. They are very cunning, and they are the best candidates for this mission.

"Come on, come on, don't be stunned, I've seen whoever didn't raise their hand, don't pretend to raise it again, it's useless, hurry up and gather under the stage." Taking the opportunity to raise his hand again, Zhang Long said impatiently.

This time, those veterans also showed a look of sadness, muttering that they didn't know what they were talking about, but instead of advancing, they retreated.

"If you don't step forward, you will be punished as collaborating with the enemy. Oh, that's what will happen to those people below." After a pause, Zhang Long said lazily again, pointing to the corpses under the stage.

"Don't, don't, what, I just dropped my shoe!"

"Yes, yes, please don't give orders to the envoy. I am willing. I am slow to react, so I understand what you mean."

"Yeah? My sword is here. I'm here as an envoy. The sword is gone!"

"Messenger, haha, I was too excited just now because of the hundred high-grade crystals, so I was a little slow to react."

Immediately, there were countless shouts with hippie smiles in the crowd, using various excuses to prevent Zhang Long from issuing the order to kill for the crime of collaborating with the enemy.Then, I saw more than 100 people running up from the corners of the camp. It was strange that these 100 people were all in the most inconspicuous corners in the huge camp of 8000 people. It's hard to find even if you look carefully.

And when the more than 100 people ran up, the elders on the stage, Yu Wanheng and Xingyi all frowned, as if they couldn't bear to look directly at them.

Thousands of soldiers in the audience had such expressions. They looked at the hundreds of people with disgust, and then looked at Zhang Long in the stands. They seemed to be unable to understand how this intelligent envoy would choose these people to carry out important missions. This task is too hasty.

But the 100 people in the audience ignored people's gazes, as if they had long been used to such disgusting gazes and didn't care.

More than 100 people have already stood in a square formation, standing crookedly, some are dozing off, some are whispering something in whispers, not letting out extremely suppressed laughter, just like those sitting at the end of the classroom Like the scumbags in front of them, they completely regarded this serious scene as an amusement park, as if the dangerous mission that was about to be performed, and the approach of soldiers outside the city had nothing to do with them.

But Zhang Long knew that the performance of these people was not ignorance, but a kind of open-mindedness that had been cultivated after life and death. It would be best if they could avoid this task. .

What Zhang Long wanted was this kind of calmness.

"Brother Zhang Long, these people seem to be the least motivated people on weekdays. What do you want them to do? Don't ruin your big business. If you are afraid that the crystals you collected yesterday are not enough to distribute to these soldiers, I will You can consider asking the Citi tribe to give you some spars, so that you don’t have to pick these useless fighters to save spars.” Yu Wanheng stepped forward, quite worried, he thought Zhang Long chose these useless fighters Warriors, because there are few people who don't raise their hands, they don't need to spend too much spar.

But Zhang Long smiled, looked back at Yu Wanheng playfully, and pointed at the more than 100 people in the audience: "You think they are useless? Tsk tsk..." Zhang Long shook his head in disappointment, and said seriously: " Let me tell you, these people are old fritters, good stuff, their lives can change the lives of ten or more people, the value is immeasurable."

Yu Wanheng frowned, and looked at Zhang Long with incomprehensible eyes, feeling that Brother Long's values ​​were a bit too far, and he was almost in the ditch. Can trash be called a good thing?

But Zhang Long ignored it, his face suddenly returned to indifference, and he picked his ears and said: "Brother Wan Heng, there is one more thing you need to understand, I never said that I will pay for the spar rewards after this mission, so you never From now on, I have to think about where to get these more than 1 spars, I don’t want to be told by these old fritters that I have no credibility after the mission is over.”

"What? I'll pay?" Yu Wanheng's face turned green, "Brother Zhang Long, let's stop doing this, okay? Ten thousand high-grade spar is not a small amount. Besides, you collected more than 2 yesterday, why not?" ..."

"That's mine!" Zhang Long raised his hand to interrupt Yu Wanheng, staring at Yu Wanheng extremely sternly and said: "My things can only go in and out."

Yu Wanheng's face darkened suddenly, and he made an expression of "I don't want to talk anymore", turned his head and sat down on the chair, and then didn't say a word until the end of the hour.

Afterwards, Zhang Long spoke again for the purpose of uniting the soldiers and boosting morale, and took the group of old fritters away first.

Yu Wanheng ordered people to build a separate military camp for everyone, and all food, lodging, and transportation were well-equipped. Of course, all of this was also Zhang Long's intention.

The day passed quickly, and the separate barracks was not cleaned up until night fell. Under the bright starry sky, after the soldiers had a big meal, they were called out by Zhang Long. To build a bonfire, hundreds of people sat in a few circles.

Sizhijian and Yanfei also came over, Wangcai and Huluwa were also there.

The scene was very quiet, Yan Fei, Zhang Long, and Shi Zhijian stared at the hundreds of soldiers, and the hundreds of soldiers stared at the three young men in front of them.

These hundreds of warriors are all very distinctive, either they are unforgettable, or they are the kind of guys who have no sense of existence, standing there like a dead person, or their old teeth are about to fall out, or they are dressed in sloppy clothes... ...Anyway, this group of people seems to be more standard beggars than fighters.

There was only the sound of fire rushing and dead branches crackling, everyone just looked at each other, Zhang Long was smiling, dying was curious, Yan Fei was indifferent, and the group of soldiers was suspicious.

"Aha, don't you be so nervous, I'm actually easy to get along with." Suddenly, Zhang Long took the lead in breaking the silence and said with a playful smile.

All the soldiers looked at each other, and then the guy closest to Zhang Long squinted his eyes and said: "Messenger, you don't have to fool us, we have seen too many fools, every time you fool people, you will die, just say Well, isn't this mission very dangerous?"

Zhang Long turned his head, and his eyes fell on the face of the speaker. This person had a withered complexion, a thin figure, looked old, and gray hair. If he was not wearing a blood-colored cloak and a white-yellow dress, he would be a messed up old man.

At this moment, the old man was squinting at Zhang Long, his eyes deep and thoughtful, as if he wanted to dig out all the secrets in Zhang Long's heart from his eyes.

"Uncle, I just like people like you." Zhang Long said with a playful smile.This uncle looked like an old fritter among old fritters, the cunning in his eyes alone was unmatched by others, and this man looked skinny, but he had the peak strength of the day after tomorrow.

"Young man, uncle already has a wife, don't change the subject." The uncle narrowed his eyes, still serious.

"Uncle, what's your surname?" Zhang Long continued to change the subject.

"My name is Big Buffalo." The uncle deliberately stretched his shriveled chest and said seriously.

"Puchi." The dead man on the side was amused, and then opened his mouth to laugh: "Big buffalo... giggle... haha... Uncle, you are so funny... You see, you are not as strong as my Wangcai Well, haha..."

The uncle turned his head, looked at Shi Zhijian seriously, and said, "Miss Yu, Mo Xiao, I was actually very fat when I was a child, but after I succeeded in losing weight, I became like this."

"Haha... Uncle, how did you lose weight? Did you cut off the meat?" The smile was even more cheerful, and the eyes of the throat could be seen from the big mouth.

The uncle shook his head in disappointment, stopped worrying about death, squinted his eyes at Zhang Long again, and just looked at Zhang Long without fear, waiting for Zhang Long's answer.