Xiang River, inside the Bar.
Wang Tudou collected three hundred thousand Star Source from each of his six teammates. Of that, two hundred thousand paid for their Invitations, while the remaining hundred thousand each went into the squad's communal funds, mainly for purchasing shared Items, supplies, mission expenses, and so on.
Those were the rules, and everyone naturally followed them.
Players in the Chaos Faction tended to be pragmatic and unhinged, but as long-term teammates, they generally did not split hairs over every little thing.
Wang Tudou's squad, however, was an exception. Everything was strictly accounted for here. Whenever interests were involved, everyone took things very seriously and insisted on clarity and transparency.
That was also why they called themselves the "Abacus Squad." They banded together for one purpose alone: to turn their lives around and grow stronger in a cruel, chaotic environment where they could rely only on themselves. So, aside from sharing compatible values, protecting individual interests mattered most.
After the brief squad meeting ended, everyone prepared to leave.
Wang Tudou looked up and called, "Xing Quan, stay a moment."
The man in his thirties who had brought the woman into the squad stopped with a smile, bent down, and sat back on the sofa. His name was Yan Xingquan, and he handled information gathering for the Abacus Squad.
"Heh." Xing Quan chuckled. "Same as always. You can talk to her yourself in a bit."
Calling Wang Tudou's appearance unkempt no longer did it justice. He wore ill-fitting trousers that stopped short of his ankles and a T-shirt washed pale. Most notably, his hair looked as though it had not been cut in a long time, already covering the bases of his ears. He looked thoroughly scruffy.
And this was after he had deliberately changed into clean clothes