[A Niu: Someone joined! Is it our boss?]
[A Ma: We're still short one artilleryman. Can the captain find someone? If not, I can fill in. Just pay me two salaries!]
[Not Hard, Fate Is Bitter: You can't even tell friendly positions from enemy ones. Last time, you nearly blew up our own fortifications. Give it a rest.]
[Not Hard, Fate Is Bitter: Our support team needs to build a good reputation and make a name for ourselves in the industry! Get moving!]
[Not Hard, Fate Is Bitter: Welcome lineup, get ready!]
As soon as the user "Not Hard, Fate Is Bitter" showed up and fired off a few messages, the group chat instantly filled with a neat chorus of "Welcome, boss! A warm welcome!"
The more Qin Shi read, the more he felt these people were a bunch of jokers. They didn't seem much like a "regular army," and were nothing like the information Ying Huang had provided.
Ying Huang had practically staked her reputation on it, claiming that Xuyang Heavy Industry knew the industry inside out and that the support squad they'd hired was absolutely reliable.
[Qin Shi: Hello, everyone. Smiling soybean-face.JPG]
[Qin Shi: I trust you've all read my information. Reply with 1 if you've received it.]
[Not Hard, Fate Is Bitter: 1]
[A Niu: 1]
[A Ma: 1]
They really were a perfect match: "hard-luck ox and horse."
Qin Shi chuckled. The workplace fatigue really was familiar.
[Qin Shi: I hope we'll all get along during the time ahead.]
Before putting away his phone, he thought it over briefly, then transferred two hundred Void Coins to the support squad's account—the account of what was basically a "group of mercenaries."
Super Little He had been mining diligently lately, and the assets in Entropy Sea Bank kept growing.