Making a Killing

"First, the Beast Soldier Level ones."

"Song Shengnan and Xie Hongxin's assault group hunted a total of thirty-one, worth 310,000 altogether. Song Shengnan gets fifty percent, 155,000; Xie Hongxin gets forty percent, 124,000. The remaining ten percent goes to Fang Ye of the observation group, totaling 31,000."

After saying that, Yan Ying glanced at the three of them. They nodded, indicating they had no objections.

This had been decided long ago. Song Shengnan and Xie Hongxin were a combat team, with Xie Hongxin focusing primarily on defense, so his killing power was naturally much weaker. It would have been unfair to divide things purely according to individual kill counts.

Likewise, Fang Ye was a cold-weapon close-combat fighter, but he spent most of his time on observation duties. Naturally, he made fewer kills, but he had contributed enough in his own way, so he naturally deserved a share.

"Guan Yong, eighteen Beast Soldiers. He takes ninety percent, 162,000; ten percent goes to Fang Ye, 18,000."

"Zheng Ke, seven Beast Soldiers. He takes ninety percent, 63,000; ten percent goes to Fang Ye, 3,000."

"I killed eleven Beast Soldiers. My share is 99,000, with ten percent going to Fang Ye, 11,000."

"Likewise, Little Cao killed thirteen Beast Soldiers. His share is 117,000, with ten percent going to Fang Ye, 13,000."

"Old Fang killed three Beast Soldiers, for a share of 30,000."

Once the Beast Soldiers had been divided up, everyone nodded to show they had no issues.

"Next are the Beast General Level monsters. The first Iron-feather Eagle was a Junior Beast General Level monster and sold for 21 million. I hunted it alone, so I take ninety percent for myself—18.9 million. The remaining ten percent is split among the six of you, 150,000 each." As he spoke, Yan Ying looked around everyone again and saw no unusual expressions in their eyes.

He continued, "Then there were the Bloodthirsty Tanks. The two Junior Beast General Level ones sold for a total of 23 million. Zheng Ke and I each take thirty-five percent, 8.05 million apiece. However, due to the mistakes Zheng Ke and I made, 161,000 will be deducted from each of our shares and given to Cao Bing and Guan Yong."

"The remaining thirty percent will be split equally among the five of you, 1.38 million each."

"One Advanced Beast General sold for 112 million. Guan Yong alone takes forty percent, receiving 44.8 million. Zheng Ke and I each take fifteen percent, 16.8 million apiece. The remaining thirty percent will be split among the four of you, Shengnan, at 8.4 million each. Likewise, Zheng Ke and I will each contribute two percent of our shares to compensate Cao Bing and Guan Yong, so each of us will put up 336,000."

At this point, Yan Ying had finished dividing up the gains from the Divine Arrow Squad's first hunt.

And in the days after they hunted the Bloodthirsty Tanks, Sui Ran's results had also been quite good, though most of the monsters they killed were Junior and Intermediate Beast Generals.

Among them, seven Junior Beast Generals brought in a total of 96.2 million, and Cao Bing received 11.1 million.

Three Intermediate Beast Generals brought in a total of 121.5 million. Cao Bing had contributed relatively little, but he still received 18.12 million.

All told, Cao Bing had earned a full 39.744 million from his first hunt with the Divine Arrow Squad—nearly forty million.

It really was just as Luo Feng had said: "This is practically more profitable than printing money!"

And that did not even include the Amethyst Flame-Pattern Leopard that had evolved into a Beginner Lord. Though it was only a Beginner Lord, it could still sell for at least three billion. Of course, the Amethyst Flame-Pattern Leopard could not possibly be sold here.

However, they would probably have to wait until they returned to the Base City before dividing the money from the Amethyst Flame-Pattern Leopard. The Supply Base could not offer a good price.

"Captain, what about that money?" After all the spoils had been divided, Xie Hongxin's eyes were still darting around. With a lecherous grin on his face, he rubbed his hands together and quietly asked Yan Ying.

But seeing a two-hundred-plus-pound brute put on such an expression made the others feel a little sick.

"Split it evenly," Yan Ying said calmly.

"Split it evenly?" Guan Yong frowned slightly and tried to persuade him in a low voice.

"Captain, I remember you've already reached the peak of Intermediate War General Level, right? You're only one step away from becoming a High-level General. If you had a portion of Jade Marrow, then once you reached High-level General, you could directly break through to the God of War level!"

"Right, right, right! Once you become a God of War, Captain, our squad will be even more impressive. Let's see who would dare provoke our Divine Arrow Squad then!" Though Xie Hongxin had looked greedy and sleazy just moments ago, Guan Yong's words immediately changed his mind.

"The spoils belong to everyone," Yan Ying said in an exceptionally calm tone, as though he had no interest at all in the massive fortune an Advanced General had accumulated over more than a decade.

"Even if I break through to High-level General, a single portion of Jade Marrow might not necessarily make me a God of War."

"Captain!" Guan Yong still wanted to argue, but Yan Ying raised a hand and cut him off.

"Compared to one person's improvement, I believe the team's overall progress is more important. Once this money is divided evenly, Old Fang and Old Xie can buy genetic medicine with relatively minor side effects and raise their strength to Warrior General level. Zheng Ke and Little Cao are still young, so they can buy the more expensive Stone Vein Spirit Liquid and reach Warrior General level without any side effects. Then our squad will have no problem even if we specialize in hunting Advanced Beast Generals."

"Even without this money, we can afford genetic medicine," Xie Hongxin stubbornly argued.

"But it would drain most of your savings, wouldn't it?" Yan Ying fixed Xie Hongxin with a look, then turned to Fang Ye. "Especially you, Old Fang. Most of the money you earn normally goes to the families of your fallen brothers, doesn't it? Otherwise, with all these years of savings, you would have broken through to Warrior General level long ago."

"Heh heh, the living have to look after those who are gone somehow. Otherwise, my conscience wouldn't be at peace." Fang Ye gave a dry laugh, his tone carrying a trace of life's hardships.

"But I'm nearly fifty this year. I won't be able to stay in the wilderness for many more years. Whether I become a Warrior General or not doesn't really mean much anymore."

"Old Fang..." Yan Ying looked deeply at Fang Ye, then firmly shook his head. "No more refusing. I'm the captain, so I decide what happens to this money."

Everyone knew how enormous the fortune accumulated by an Advanced General over more than a decade had to be. The God of War level was a realm countless Martial Artists dreamed of. So many people strove for that goal, even knowing that their chances were exceedingly slim.

Yet even with a success rate of nearly over fifty percent, Yan Ying still refused it.

If Cao Bing asked himself honestly, faced with such temptation, he might not have been able to resist. Most likely, he would have accepted it.

And in truth, it absolutely would not be as Yan Ying claimed—that improving the squad as a whole was more useful than having a single God of War.

One had to understand that a God of War possessed terrifying combat power. Killing ordinary Beast Generals would be as easy as chopping vegetables, and even Advanced Beast Generals would only take a little more effort.

That was incomparably stronger than exhausting every trick in the book just to kill one Advanced Beast General.

It was just that if Yan Ying became a God of War, people like Fang Ye, Xie Hongxin, and Zheng Ke might no longer be suited for this team. After all, they were merely Advanced Warriors. At that point, they would no longer be helpers or support—they would be burdens. A God of War could not possibly continue hunting Beast Soldiers and Junior Beast Generals as before; at the very least, he would hunt Intermediate Beast Generals.

Even Song Shengnan might not be able to keep up with Yan Ying at the God of War level. Only Guan Yong could barely meet the standards of a Beginner War God squad.