"Three million Alliance currency..."
"What kind of person is worth three million just like that?"
"All the officers went to that hotel. Could the three million be inside?"
At the same time Han Bing made her decision, outside the hotel, the entire Satellite City No. 3 was growing more and more feverish.
Originally, it was only a wanted reward being broadcast on television—not enough to cause such a huge commotion. But in a city where no one could sleep and everyone had a fire burning in their hearts, people had nothing better to do. Everyone needed something to occupy themselves with.
One person paying attention to the wanted reward was no big deal.
Two people paying attention to it did not seem particularly interesting either.
But when more and more people began paying attention to it and discussing it, the appeal of the matter suddenly grew with the crowd. It became more and more interesting and entertaining, as if it had become the most important thing in the world.
A lot of the time, people were not really chasing the matter itself, but the pleasure of becoming part of a group.
"Let's grab that three million..."
Someone shouted as he rushed out of his home and yelled desperately in the street.
"Hahaha, that three million is mine..."
More people joined in, shouting with red eyes and feverish smiles as they gathered in groups of three or five.
When everyone became interested in something, even if it was merely a stone from a latrine, it would become a coveted prize fought over by thousands. A hundred thousand people would then step forward to prove from every angle that the stone from the latrine was, in essence, a coveted prize. Not to mention that what was attracting them now was not a