C3757 Pause Business
C3757 Pause Business
A little tramp named Emperor Ziwei was blasphemy. This player called Emperor Zi Wei, the leader of the Seven Stars of the Northern Dipper, was only at level 116. However, his face was like a shoehorn, and he was only about 1.62 meters tall. No matter how you looked at it, he didn't have the aura of an Emperor.
"Where are you going?" Emperor Ziwei looked around furtively as he walked.
Pah!
The jailer used a whip to knock Emperor Ziwei off his feet. He let out a scream of pain as he looked at the jailer in confusion.
"You've already forgotten the rules of this place after a few good days, right? Who allowed you to speak?" The jailer narrowed his eyes and stared at Emperor Ziwei, the North Star of the Big Dipper.
The North Star Emperor Zi Wei's mouth twitched, and he immediately lowered his head and became more obedient. He had truly relaxed, and the past few days of good food and drink had made him think that he had returned to the hotel.
"Let's go in!" The guard stopped at the door of a room. The North Pole Emperor hesitated for a moment before opening the door and entering. He wanted to know what was going on inside. However, when he saw the cold expression of the prison guard, he felt that it was best to keep his mouth shut.
Soon, Emperor Ziwei, the head of the Big Dipper, knew what was going on in the room. The nurse sitting next to him was drawing blood instead of checking him out. There was also a priest beside him.
The North Pole Emperor was a Warrior, but he was not a shield beater with thick blood, but an attacker. Of course, even if he wasn't a shield beater, his health still had the advantage over other professions. It took him a minute and a half before he was almost completely exhausted.
"So we weren't the ones who kept it. They were the ones who took our blood." When the North Pole Emperor thought that his fate was a one-time use item, the Reverend took action and healed him.
Thus, the Reverend's back was filled with blood, and the nurse was bleeding in front of him. The speed of bleeding was faster than the speed of adding blood, and at this moment, the nurse opened her mouth: "If you don't want to die, you can eat the Red Drug."
Only then did Emperor Ziwei understand the reason why there were so many Red Drugs in front of him. How could he dare to hesitate?
With the support of the Red Drug and the Reverend, the North Pole Emperor of the Seven Stars lasted for almost three minutes. When there was only a trace of health left, the nurse stopped collecting blood.
When the North Pole Emperor was taken out of the blood collection room, his legs were weak. He himself did not understand why he would be so weak when he had only let out a bit of blood, and had not experienced any great battle. When killing monsters, there would often be a situation where he only had a sliver of HP left. He did not seem to have such a feeling either.
The prisoners had been recovering well these days. They were full of vigor and vigor. When they were collecting the blood, the blood would shoot out and be put into the red gourds. The prisoners who had been collected were brought to a new cell. Food and nourishing food were prepared in the cell, so that they could replenish their HP as soon as possible.
What the prisoners didn't know was that there was a group of players waiting for the Black Tortoise Group to offer a high price to buy their blood. As time passed, more and more people gathered. There were only a thousand or so at eight in the morning, and by noon there were more than three thousand of them, and some of the players had left on business, otherwise there would have been more.
The Black Tortoise City Group didn't show any signs of compromise. Lin Qian'er, Luo Bingfei, Xiao Yiren, Wang Feiyan and company didn't have a single member of the upper echelon present, nor was there any comfort or negotiation, which made many of the blood donors mutter in their hearts.
"Could it be that our actions are really unreasonable?"
Generally speaking, only unreasonable requests would be ignored. The blood donors cheered each other up, but at this moment, a piece of news came.
Dongfang Qingyu appeared on the battlefield and used the Blood Transformation Divine Technique. A blood-red light lit up the land. Hundreds of millions of Scarlet Flame Green Mud Ball Ants had died and a large blank space appeared on the battlefield.
This was the first time Dongfang Qingyu had used the Blood Transformation Divine Spell on the battlefield during the day. That color, that lethality, shocked every single player, no matter if they were the main members of the Black Tortoise City Group or the players who had come to assist them, they were all shocked speechless by the power of the Blood Transformation Divine Spell.
Everyone was talking about the power of the Blood Dissolving Spell, but the donors were in a frenzy.
"What's going on? Why would Dongfang Qingyu use the Blood Transformation Divine Technique? Didn't you say that the use of the Blood Transformation Divine Technique requires fresh blood?"
"Where did Dongfang Qingyu get the blood from? Are there any other blood gathering spots?"
"Could it be that the information is wrong? Does the Blood Transformation Art not require blood to be used?"
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The blood donors couldn't stay calm anymore. If the Blood Transformation skill didn't require blood to be used, then what was the point of their actions today?
Wouldn't it be a huge joke to threaten others with something they didn't care about?
"Who said that the use of the Blood Transformation Technique requires blood? Is this news true? Don't tell me that someone released it on purpose to deceive us?"
"Did we miss a problem? If the 'Black Tortoise City Group' needs blood, they don't have to look for us. They have so many members themselves!"
The moment he said that, the blood donors present felt as if they had been poured a basin of cold water over their heads. That's right, just because they had blood didn't mean that others didn't. Why did they think so highly of themselves?
Couldn't the Black Tortoise Group bypass them and collect other people's blood? The appearance of this idea instantly dissolved all the blood donors' persistence. In fact, many of the blood donors should have thought of this problem long ago, but they just didn't want to face it. Now, they didn't even have the chance to be ostriches.
The blood donors recognized the reality and were ready to give up on the impractical request. When they donated blood, they were surprised to find that the window of blood collection had closed.
"What's going on? It's time to get off work? No - -" The blood donors soon noticed that the content on the bulletin board had changed. It was originally the result of the blood-drawing, but now it was an announcement.
"In view of the players' resistance to the blood collection, the 'Black Tortoise City Group' has decided to suspend the blood collection business. As for when it will recover, it's still up for grabs!"
All the blood donors were stunned, and they looked at each other, with great dismay and unease. What was to be done about such a good way of making money? Should they ask the Black Tortoise City Conglomerate to reopen its business?
- - From the content of Mimi Reading