Having made up his mind to squeeze the other side hard, Li Chen glanced over at him.
"Our Star-Level Shelter currently has a population of roughly thirty billion."
"Of course, since you asked me to spare those rebels, their numbers must be included as well."
"I'll estimate their number at one billion. That should be about right."
"All together, that comes to roughly thirty-one billion."
"Your compensation base will be calculated according to thirty-one billion."
Li Chen replied to the other party's question as though it were perfectly natural.
Upon hearing that, the S2K Clone's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression became somewhat troubled.
"Mr. Li Chen..."
He trailed off.
Inside, his thoughts were racing wildly.
He had long been mentally prepared for Li Chen to ask for an outrageous price.
Yet he still never expected it.
Li Chen's heart was actually this black!
There were clearly fewer than three billion people, yet Li Chen had inflated the number tenfold!
And where had those one billion rebels even come from?
This was simply absurd!
The S2K Clone wore an extremely troubled expression, his eyes flashing with astonishment as he stared fixedly at Li Chen.
He wanted to have a proper discussion with Li Chen about this issue.
This kind of extortion was far too ruthless.
It was not that S2K felt sorry for himself at this moment.
In any case, he was not the one paying for these things.
What he feared was that Silver Fist would not be able to accept it, and they would have to waste even more time persuading that guy later.
But before he could speak, Li Chen spoke first.
"Mo Li, Mo Li, do you copy?"
Li Chen took out a radio communicator and called into it.
"Master, go ahead."
Mo Li's reply immediately