"Who?" Long Jianfeng watched the person on the opposite rooftop warily.
"The person I just mentioned." Xu Huo looked at him. "Why the sudden change of heart? I thought you wouldn't come looking for me until at least tomorrow."
The man held on to his hat as he jumped down from the rooftop, kicking aside the corpse lying nearby as he landed. Then he walked slowly toward the three of them. "I was worried I'd forget about this tomorrow... Come to think of it, is today really the first time we've met?"
"From the sound of it, you don't have any memories from after 9:17 p.m. either." Xu Huo raised an eyebrow.
"You've met plenty of Players. I don't believe you don't know." The man smiled. "There's no point in dragging this out. But before we work together, we should at least agree on how to divide things."
"What if we find a Perfect Potion?"
"And what if we find other things Dr. Wu left behind?"
"Split them evenly," Xu Huo replied. "The Perfect Potion goes to everyone who finds it. We're all High-level Players anyway. The Perfect Potion is more valuable to our research than for practical use. A little as a sample is enough."
"You've got to be kidding," the man said with a frown. "There's only a little in one Syringe. If that many people split it, how much will each person get?"
"Then how do you want to divide it?" Wang Ling could tell he had something else in mind, so he asked outright.
"I get half of everything. You can split the rest." The man answered without hesitation. Clearly, he had decided on this before coming.
"You're the one who's kidding," Wang Ling said mockingly. "If you take half, how much will we get?"
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