Chapter 425 Thank You, My Second "Ma Fei"!

Negotiation is an art, and this art has no strict rules. Google search reading

It is different from a debate, there are no judges and audiences, and in most cases there is no winner or loser.

You can attack with all your strength, or you can interrupt the other party's thinking with unreasonable arguments.

Whichever method can get the greatest benefit is the most correct method!

In the negotiation with the game, Su Mo used the method of asking for a sky-high price and paying it back.

After knowing that he was already very important in the game, Su Mo negotiated the price unscrupulously.

"Give me ten Dongfengs!"

"???"

"Ma Fei has them, don't you have them here? I have defeated the evil god?!"

"???"

Every offer he made made Adam on the other side feel uncomfortable, explaining and refusing.

But fortunately, Adam is just a program.

He does not have emotions similar to "human beings". All anger, disdain, and suspicion are just pieces of code.

As long as Su Mo's reward request is within the appropriate range, he will immediately agree quickly like a Sichuan opera face-changing, giving people a sense of unreality.

After about three hours of probing and competing, when Su Mo's throat was about to smoke, the last reward was finally negotiated.

Adam, who was sitting opposite, seemed to have human emotions after the negotiation.

He breathed a sigh of relief, pushed away the stool, stood up slowly, and stretched out his palm.

"Su Mo, your greed is really unheard of and unseen by me. Even though I have seen so many players, you can still rank first. Is this the reason why you can succeed so quickly in the wasteland?"

Su Mo laughed and stood up, also handed over his palm: "Thank you for the compliment, thank you for your generous gift, you are my second Ma Fei!"

With their own ulterior motives, both sides got the benefits they wanted.

Like a handshake at the end of the friendly negotiations with Hua Xia, the two people's hands were tightly clasped together.

"I hope to see you here again next time. To be honest, I like you as a player a little bit!"

"Haha, me too. I hope I can meet the required conditions quickly!"

Separate hands.

Pretending to be nostalgic, Su Mo waved his hand after taking a look at the room style around him, and Adam also waved his hand.

Boom!

A muffled thunder sounded, and when the familiar dizziness came again, Su Mo closed his eyes and opened them again.

When he could see things again, he was already back in the captain's room on the third floor of the Hope!

The clock hanging on the wall was still turning slowly

It was 8:42 in the morning!

The review time of the sea of ​​consciousness was longer than expected. Without a reference, an interrogation lasted a whole day, which was terrifying!

But fortunately, this reward collection was still safe after all!

With the cover of the system, the game not only failed to find any problems, but also revealed some of its own bottom.

Realizing that the game's supervision of this world was so weak, to a certain extent, Su Mo completely relaxed!

Only data can be used to test whether there is an abnormality, rather than visual observation and all-weather monitoring to judge the problem.

This is both an advantage and a disadvantage of the program.

Such a mechanism can ensure that he will never make mistakes and will not be deceived by superficial things.

But to a certain extent, it also makes him lose the most intuitive review method and fall into the chaos of the logical chain.

"I passed the review and got the trust license issued by the game, which cleansed all the unreasonable things about me now."

"Looking at it this way, when the game entered the update, it was also the time when I was looking for the sea god."

"I didn't expect that the harvest this time was so rich!"

I didn't sleep all night.

In addition, I fought with the game in the consciousness space for a day and a night. At this time, even with the strong physical foundation supporting him, Su Mo felt a little sleepy from the inside out.

After pressing the headset and instructing Gonggong to enter the alert, Su Mo did not get up, but closed the quilt and fell asleep directly.

At the same time, the area where the entire tundra fleet was located gradually became quiet at this point in the morning.

All the survivors who had finished their meal, after tidying up their belongings, fell asleep on the deck.

This battle was too tiring!

If it weren't for the various attributes of the title of Sea God, no one would have been able to hold on until now.

With the support of Su Shen's powerful military force, everyone slept comfortably and peacefully!

What a bullshit alien race, what a wasteland god!

We have Su Shen here, do you dare to try?

Under this unprecedentedly powerful atmosphere, captains such as Lu Yongyi, Liu Neng, Zhang Long, etc. also slept soundly for a long time, snoring loudly.

In other waters of the wasteland, the situation is basically the same as the current tundra fleet.

There is no harm without comparison.

Compared with the sense of instability when the tsunami comes and shakes up and down wildly, the current sea surface rises and falls gently, just like a mother's hand, making everyone feel very kind.

Although they didn't have Su Shen and needed to allocate a group of people for guarding, they didn't feel much better when sleeping.

They just beat back the false gods of the five royal families.

The wasteland ocean was surprisingly peaceful!

Under this atmosphere, it was not until four o'clock in the afternoon that Su Mo, who had a good sleep, got up and looked out the porthole to see the situation outside.

More than 90% of the survivors of the Tundra Fleet were still sleeping!

Except for some specific guards who were still floating and working on the ocean, everyone else was lying in a ball, hugging each other to maintain body temperature.

Shaking his head, Su Mo observed with emotion for a while, but did not sigh again.

Compared with the billions of people who died, these people were lucky.

Not only did they survive, they will also receive the rewards that Su Shen and the game have been negotiating for several hours tomorrow.

Although these rewards cannot guarantee their lives, as long as they follow the current plan and honestly go to the depths of the ocean, their fate will be completely changed.

Perhaps after five or ten years, human civilization will be re-established in the deep sea!

"By the way, there is a plan to gather talents in the sea mission, which has not been completed and I almost forgot it!"

"There are still more than 100,000 people in the fleet below. It's just right. Select the first batch of people and take them away directly. Then I don't have to search the wasteland slowly!"

Slapping his head, Su Mo suddenly realized the many things he had to do after going to the New World!

It was a good idea to instruct most survivors to go to the deep sea.

But if you want to find talents at that time, it will be a pity.

Now, with so many people here, is it still a problem to select hundreds of survivors with special talents?

Thinking about this clearly, Su Mo did not delay and immediately pushed open the door of the captain's room and went downstairs to prepare to wash up.

Half a day passed, and after the flow of the ocean, the sea water that was still bloody last night returned to its dark blue color again.

The deck was also polished by the alien soldiers at this time, reflecting the sun's rays.

At the bow, the silver and copper boxes had been transported in advance, and more than a dozen survivors were standing in front of the boxes to count the number.

Seeing Su Mo coming down, everyone immediately stopped what they were doing and looked at him respectfully.

"You guys do your thing, don't worry about me!"

Waving his hand, seeing these people and the villagers of Hope Village looking at him in the same way at the beginning, Su Mo was also a little helpless, so he had to quickly go to the first deck.

But as soon as he entered, before he took two steps, a strong fragrance drifted into his nose.

Since his body was strengthened, Su Mo's daily consumption has been extremely terrifying. Even if he slept for a while, the food he ate in the morning could not support his consumption.

At this time, when he smelled the fragrance again, he suddenly felt a series of muffled thunder in his stomach.

"Hey, Su Chan, this little girl, is cooking?"

With curiosity, Su Mo followed the fragrance and heard the clanging of the spatula and the whirring of the wind in the planned kitchen.

There is no gas stove or induction cooker on the Hope.

The reason why Su Mo can use the sea breeze blessing to pressurize the temperature in the pot and stove every day with earthen pots and firewood is that he can cook delicious food.

Others can only rely on constantly turning the dishes in the pot and manually increasing the firepower.

As a gourmet, Su Mo felt a little unfamiliar with the stir-frying technique.

He couldn't help but stick his head out.

In front of the stove, the honest Moore was lying on the ground, blowing the air at the air inlet, while Su Chan squatted beside him, fanning Moore with the fan in her hand to cool him down.

Shen Ke, standing in the position of the chef, was concentrating on the vegetables in the pot, and occasionally picking up one or two to taste.

Her profile was not as soft as Zhong Qingshu's, but she had a "Mulan" flavor of fortitude.

Behind her, there were already seven or eight plates on the dining table. Although they were covered with bowls, there was still a constant flow of fragrance.

In a trance, Su Mo was stunned.

His memory was instantly broken, and he was pulled back to the courtyard of northern Shaanxi when he was a child.

At that time, he was just like Su Chan, standing in front of the stove, fanning his sweaty mother, and greedily licking the taste in the pot.

He would not worry about what to eat tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

He did not have to think about what responsibilities I should take and what achievements I should make.

At that time, he was very relaxed and simple, without any pressure, because someone helped him move forward!

Just like the first time he entered the trading ruins and saw his family when he was a child.

Su Mo was stunned for a moment, and his mind became chaotic.

At this moment, he was no longer the human Su Shen.

But an ordinary young man, a man with a "home"!

"Hey, brother, you're awake, hurry up, come and fan him, Moore's mouth is about to be burned!"

Finally, Su Chan turned her head inadvertently and saw Su Mo standing at the door.

After she called out, Moore, who was lying on the ground, and Shen Ke, who was cooking, turned their heads and looked at him with different expressions.

Morr was embarrassed, like a child who had stolen something, with "don't look at me" written all over his body.

Shen Ke smiled sweetly: "Wow, Su Mo, you're awake, go wash up quickly, I'll cook the dishes soon, and then we'll eat together!"

"Okay, thank you for your help!"

"It's no trouble. I'm just cooking. Compared to you, my job is nothing. If you want to eat, I can cook for you every day!"

"Wow, is Sister Shen confessing her love?"

Hearing Shen Ke's words, Su Chan, who was afraid of chaos in the world, suddenly shouted and screamed, causing the atmosphere in the kitchen to change suddenly.

Seeing Shen Ke's rough and cracked face with patches of blush, Su Mo smiled and nodded, and waved gently at the sky.

A magical wind came from nowhere, but it rushed into the stove.

The stove fire, which was originally tepid, suddenly expanded, like a giant dragon breathing up and down.

Seeing Moore cooperate with Su Chan, dancing and dancing, and exchanging a helpless look with Shen Ke, Su Mo quickly rushed to the bathroom.

The cold water gushed out from the shower head.

It extinguished the heat all over Su Mo's body.

For the first time since coming to the wasteland, a feeling of "Life is so fucking good" surged into Su Mo's heart!