Chapter 471 Land God Statue

"Three billion, fifty-eight, six million ordinary zombie crystals."

Jiang Cheng crossed his legs and reported a number with a smile.

Three billion!

Wang Jianguo took a breath of cold air again.

Three billion ordinary zombie crystals, I wonder if their inventory is enough.

Seemingly aware of Wang Jianguo's worries, Jiang Cheng smiled and said: "According to the crystal inventory reported to me by Mr. Wang last time, we only need 4.2768 million mutant zombie crystals, 1.1 million at the first level and 2.2 million at the first level. 2.7 million pieces at the first level, 70,000 pieces at the second level, 80,000 pieces at the second level, 50,000 pieces at the second level, 15 level 3 zombie crystals, 10 million ordinary spirit beast crystals, mutated spirit beasts 6.4 million, 600,000 first-level spiritual beast crystals, 300,000 first-level spiritual beast crystals, 100,000 first-level spiritual beast crystals, and 35,133 second-level spiritual beast crystals.”

After saying that, Jiang Cheng added: "These items are still at the last price, with a 20% discount for the Imperial City. I wonder what Mr. Wang thinks?"

"No problem." Wang Jianguo said very simply.

Jiang Cheng was able to offer this price, which was completely acceptable to him, and as long as he took Jiang Cheng's batch of supplies, he was afraid that he would not be able to obtain the zombie crystals.

"Mr. Wang is so cool!" Jiang Cheng exclaimed in praise.

But at this moment, Zhao Xiaofeng, who was silent, said: "As for this batch of supplies, I, the Second Bureau of Special Affairs, require one-third of them."

"Zhao Xiaofeng, you are crazy. You want a third of such a large batch of supplies. Can you swallow it in the second round?" Yang Liang lost his voice.

Wang Jianguo pondered for a moment and then said: "The first and second Bureau of Special Affairs are currently staffed with eight brigade captains, 24 squadron captains, 72 squad captains, and 216 team members. The full number is 320, plus the director and deputy director, two. There are no more than 322 people, so I can make the decision. The first-level awakening potion can be injected by all low-level team members. The squad leader, squadron leader, and group leader, and two directors can distribute the second-level awakening potion. The rest Too much is a waste of resources.”

Once these words are spoken, it is equivalent to excluding the rest of the special affairs bureaus except Special Affairs One and Special Affairs Two.

Not only Zhao Xiaofeng, but also Yang Liang frowned.

The heads of the six ancient martial arts families looked like they were watching a good show.

Anyway, after joining the Special Affairs Bureau, they understood that if any good thing happened, it would never be their turn, so they didn't care about these supplies, they just wanted to watch the fun.

As the general director, Zheng Ping said in a low voice: "Commander Wang, is this too unfair? Our Special Affairs Bureau currently has 8 bureaus with a total of 2,576 people. It is impossible to only supply Special Affairs One and Two. "

Hearing this, Zhao Chun, as the director of the Third Special Affairs Bureau, was not afraid of taking too many troubles and said hurriedly: "I mean, when I joined, I said that resources should be distributed fairly and not favor one over another."

"I agree with Director Qian's statement." Qian Shui raised his hand.

Sun An: "Me too!"

Li Changhe: "I agree!"

Zhou Huai: "I agree too!"

Wu Zheng: "I agree!"

After hearing these words, Wang Jianguo, Zheng Ping, Yang Liang, and Zhao Xiaofeng all fell silent.

It is true that it was admitted at the beginning that the distribution of other special affairs bureaus should be the same as that of the special affairs bureau, but in this way, the items distributed to the children of the six major families were a bit too much.

Six families, totaling 966 people.

It was Zheng Ping who finally spoke: "This matter is of great importance, and the result cannot be discussed for a while, so we can only make further arrangements."

Having said this, Zheng Ping looked at Jiang Cheng with a smile and said, "Besides, it's not easy for little friend Jiang Cheng to come to Zhoudu. You must be tired. Why don't I ask Xiaorui to take you around the imperial city for a while?" Is it feasible?”

"Yes." Jiang Cheng nodded in agreement.

He is only responsible for collecting crystal stones. As for the distribution of items, that is the Imperial City's own business.

The understanding dispersed.

Zheng Ping, Wang Jianguo, Yang Liang, and Zhao Xiaofeng left in a hurry, leaving only the heads of the six major families looking at each other.

Jiang Cheng, who was standing outside the reception hall, glanced at the six major families in the room, thought for a while and said, "Miss Yang, wait for me for ten minutes. I have some things that need to be dealt with."

"Okay, hurry up then." Yang Rui's original enthusiasm suddenly disappeared, but she thought it would only last ten minutes, so she mumbled and replied.

"Um."

After Jiang Cheng nodded, he walked directly into the reception hall.

When the clan leaders saw this, they were about to kneel down.

Jiang Cheng waved his hand and said, "I will waive the common etiquette. I will simply explain a few things."

"First, you can rest assured that Qin Yang is fine."

After listening to Jiang Cheng's words, several clan leaders also breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, they were still very panicked before seeing Qin Yang. As masters who had guarded the six major families for hundreds of years, they could not live without Qin Yang, and once Qin Yang died in Shuguang, it meant that their six major families would suffer disaster. .

"Second thing, here are another six hundred small return pills. Each of your families will share one hundred."

Jiang Cheng waved his hand, and 60 milky white porcelain bottles were piled randomly on the ground. He said, "Each bottle contains 10 small returning pills. You can pick them up each."

"..."

Looking at the piles of Xiao Huan Dan on the ground, everyone in the six major families fell silent.

It was the first time they saw hundreds of small returning pills being piled randomly on the ground. If other ancient martial arts forces knew about this, they would definitely go crazy.

The six clan leaders picked up 10 porcelain bottles with a tacit understanding, and then said in unison: "Thank you, chief!"

"The third thing is that as long as you behave yourself during this time in the imperial city, you will have a steady supply of Xiao Huan Dan in the future, and you will even get more refined pills than Xiao Huan Dan." Jiang Cheng gave an instruction and turned away, leaving several clan leaders dumbfounded.

It was not until Jiang Cheng left with Yang Rui that several elders reacted.

"Old Zhao, try pinching me? I am not dreaming!" Li Changhe said in a daze.

The next moment.

Zhao Chun, who was also in a daze, stretched out a hand, pinched a piece of meat on Li Changhe's waist, and then rotated it 360 degrees.

Hiss——

A piercing pain spread from his waist, making Li Changhe come back to his senses in an instant, and cursed: "Good Zhao Chun, I told you to pinch me to death!"

"Li Changhe, you asked for it yourself, it's none of my business. Besides, you didn't say how much force, how do I know how to apply it?" Zhao Chun spread his hands and said speechlessly.

"You..." Li Changhe held the long sword at his waist.

Zhao Chun also blew his beard and glared: "What, you want to fight? With your three-inch thing, can you hurt me?"

"Fuck you..."

Just as the two of them were about to fight, the other clan leaders hurriedly pulled them back.

Sun An said: "I say, you two, we have been friends for many years, why do we have to fight?"

"That's right, if we have the time, we might as well distribute these pills quickly. This time, my Zhou family has invested a lot of money, bringing several innate elders and hundreds of elite disciples." Zhou Huai said.

After these words came out, several clan leaders looked at each other, and then walked out of the door tacitly, heading towards their respective special affairs bureaus.

At the same time.

On the path in the imperial city.

"Jiang Cheng, what do you think of Zhoudu?" Yang Rui asked curiously.

"It's beautiful and has a sense of history." Jiang Cheng replied casually.

He has been to Zhoudu three times.

The first time was in elementary school, when my dad went on a team building trip. The second time was after graduating from junior high school. The third time was after the college entrance examination. Except for the first time, the latter two trips were not very good.

My impression of Zhoudu was just okay.

Seeing Jiang Cheng's careless answer, Yang Rui also lost interest in chatting. She turned her head away, pouting and sulking.

...

Outside the imperial city.

In the suburbs of Zhoudu.

In front of a dilapidated temple less than one meter wide and covered with weeds on all sides, a six or seven-year-old boy knelt in front of the dilapidated temple and kowtowed three times respectfully to the statue inside. His childish voice slowly read: "Please bless my mother's illness to get better soon."

After that, he kowtowed three more times respectfully, and finally took out a wrinkled instant noodle bag from his arms. He found it after being hungry for three days.

He reluctantly placed it in front of the clay figurine in the temple, clasped his hands together and said, "Grandpa Land, these are all the food I found now."

After saying that, a faint white mist floated out from the land statue and floated towards the little boy.

The next second.

The little boy was refreshed, then kowtowed three times excitedly and ran away quickly.

The instant noodle bag offered in front of the dilapidated temple, along with the packaging bag and the expired instant noodles inside, began to rot at a speed visible to the naked eye.