"Huh?"
"Why are there only 0.5 energy points?"
"It takes half the energy points, too?"
While surveying the battlefield between the two sides, ready to seize any opportunity to pick up the spoils, Qi Jun sank part of his awareness into his mind and discovered how many energy points he had received from recycling that corpse earlier.
"So even if I recycled a living person, I'd only get two energy points?"
"One energy point is two thousand US dollars. Two energy points are four thousand US dollars."
"Hiss..."
"So I'd be recycling a living person for four thousand US dollars?"
Qi Jun glanced at the two sides fighting. There were about forty or fifty people.
"Hiss..."
"Isn't that two hundred thousand dollars walking around?"
"Pah!"
"As a successor to socialism."
"Even if I've transmigrated! I can't have such disharmonious thoughts!"
"No! I have to review the core socialist values: harmony! Freedom! Prosperity and strength!"
"Wealth and status! Prosperity and strength! Wealth and status! Prosperity and strength!"
"Wealth and money! Prosperity and strength! Wealth and money! Prosperity and strength!"
"Wealth and money! Money! Prosperity and strength! Money!"
"Money! Spending money! Spending money! Money!"
"Huh?"
"Something seems off?"
"Forget it. Whatever!"
"In this game called life, how can you get stronger without spending money!"
"For the sake of a harmonious society, I'll leave that walking money alone."
"But that money lying motionless? I'd be a fool not to pick it up, and once I do, I'll keep picking up more!"
"To spend money! To get stronger!"
"Charge!!!"
Muttering to himself, Qi Jun once again shot toward the next pile of money lying on the ground with a whoosh!
"Spend money! As long as I spend money, I can get stronger!"
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