"Come on, come on! Hurry up and pay! I spent a fortune getting them here to back us up, so we have to split the cost!
Gu Xinghai, you owe ten million middle-grade spirit stones!
Cai Dagui, you owe fifteen million middle-grade spirit stones!
Qiu Yajing, you can pay just eight million middle-grade spirit stones!
Wang Teng, you owe thirty million middle-grade spirit stones..."
Inside an exceedingly well-hidden cave, Ying Ming Hao counted on his fingers and called out their names one by one. He looked for all the world like an accountant, his eyes practically sparkling with little stars.
They had killed a whole heap of Scavengers earlier, yet those people had been so poor their pockets rattled. They barely had any spirit stones-not even as much as he could get by casually robbing a few Heavenly Prodigies.
"Holy shit, Ying Ming Hao! Why do I owe thirty million middle-grade spirit stones?
And why don't Wang Zhu, Xiao Yueleng, and the others have to pay?!
Did you put all their bills on my tab?!"
Wang Teng immediately began shouting. Fortunately, there was a soundproof formation here; otherwise, that one bellow would have alerted the densely packed Scavengers outside to their presence.
"Exactly! Why do I owe fifteen million middle-grade spirit stones when Junior Sister Qiu only owes eight million?
This is way too unfair! I protest!"
Cai Dagui joined the uproar, raising his voice in protest. This was blatant preferential treatment, and he refused to accept it!
"Well, Junior Brother Ying, I put in quite a bit of effort too. I only just came out of Qi Qing's inner universe, and I haven't even warmed my seat yet. Could you knock a little off those eight million middle-grade spirit stones?"
Meng Wanting blinked at Ying Ming Hao. She