611, Crowdfunding to Hire People (First Update)

The Dao Yuan class students of the 42nd Battalion felt unprecedentedly relaxed. Most of the sea creatures had already lost most of their combat effectiveness when they came in front of them.

In fact, most of them had participated in the battle on the first night. Even if there were geniuses with Class A qualifications standing in front of them, they would still feel a lot of pressure. Even if the geniuses with Class A qualifications had flying swords, they could not withstand all the pressure from the sea creatures.

So this is what the members of the 42nd Battalion were surprised about. You know, Lu Shu hasn't used the flying sword yet!

Seeing Lu Shu holding two tridents and rushing left and right, as if he was in an empty space.

And Lu Shu also underestimated the attack of the sea creatures. Lu Shu had not experienced the battle on the first night, so he thought that the attacks of the sea creatures would retreat if they were blocked. As a result, he was shocked to find that the attacks of the sea creatures were really continuous.

On the defense line of the 42nd Battalion, the sea creatures rushed out of the sea one by one and handed the tridents to Lu Shu, and then were killed and turned into a wisp of smoke.

It was not until five hours later that the first attack of the sea tribe finally ended. Lu Shu sat on the stone of the defense line tiredly and asked Mo Chengkong: "How long is the night?"

"When we came in, the night was almost over, otherwise many students might have died at that time," Mo Chengkong said: "Now we can only rely on the daytime to roughly estimate the night time. If the day and night are of equal length, then the daytime is nine days and the night is also nine days."

"So, it's only been five hours now," Lu Shu said sadly: "Count the casualties, everyone hurry up and rest."

Mo Chengkong went to count the number of people happily, and didn't think there was anything wrong with Lu Shu's orders. After the five-hour battle just now, the members of the 42nd Battalion were also very convinced of Lu Shu.

Unconsciously, everyone was waiting for Lu Shu to make a decision and see what everyone should do next.

"139 people were slightly injured, 12 people were seriously injured, and 3 people died," said Mo Chengkong, his voice involuntarily lowered and a little dim. Although the physical fitness of the cultivators can make those seriously injured students recover quickly, the three dead people will never be resurrected.

Lu Shu was silent for a while and said: "Bury the three of them, the wounded will have priority to rest, and the rest will take turns to guard the defense line. You can arrange it."

"What about you?" Mo Chengkong asked.

"I will sit on the defense line to rest," said Lu Shu.

I don't know why everyone suddenly felt that as long as Lu Shu sat on the defense line, this defense line would be as stable as Mount Tai.

In fact, they built this defense line not to gain a big advantage in the battle. After all, the physical fitness of the sea people has reached D level or even C level. What role can a defense line less than two meters high play?

The greater significance of this defense line is that when the sea people retreat, everyone can rest behind the defense line without worrying about the tridents shot from the sea by the sea people.

At this time, the person in charge of overall command on the safety island came over. On the one hand, he asked about the casualties of each brigade, and on the other hand, he wanted to gather the wounded in the same place for treatment and bandaging. Even for practitioners, it is better to do some basic disinfection and bandaging, and some wounds need to be sutured.

These things have been taught during the training, of course, they are just simple.

This team was surprised before they exchanged a few words with Mo Chengkong: "There are so few casualties... No, no, I said something wrong, sorry, I'm just a little surprised that your brigade really has few casualties. You know, almost everyone in the brigade next to you has minor injuries. There are only more than 300 of you, and only three were killed, which is really rare. I don't mean to hope that you have more casualties, but to praise you for being really strong."

Mo Chengkong was a little unhappy when he heard the first sentence, but after the other party explained, he smiled and said: "We are lucky, there are masters in the team."

The person who came to inquire was stunned for a moment: "Isn't there no Class A genius in the 42nd Brigade?"

"Haha," Mo Chengkong was complacent and didn't explain too much, because what if he transferred Lu Shu away from the person in charge of overall command on the safety island?

Now the whole team is counting on Lu Shu to stay and lead them to survive. Besides, this is the expert that he has kept by relying on his connections. How could he let others transfer him away so easily?

Mo Chengkong glanced at Lu Shu who was sitting on the defense line with his eyes closed. He was careful not to let others find out who the expert in the team was. At this time, he suddenly saw the captain of the 43rd team walking towards Lu Shu. Mo Chengkong could no longer care about so much and shouted: "Protect the expert brother, don't let the 43rd team get close to him!"

All the members of the 42nd team also understood what was going on. It was called protection, but in fact it was to prevent the captain of the 43rd team from taking the expert brother away...

The group of people didn't care about the people who came to inquire, and all ran over to surround the captain of the 43rd team. The captain of the 43rd brigade, Wang Xu, was speechless for a while: "Mo Chengkong, are we still brothers? You treat me like this after being classmates for seven years?"

Mo Chengkong smiled and said: "Wang Xu, I won't say it at other times, but now I can't let you take Brother Master away."

As a result, Wang Xu ignored Mo Chengkong and suddenly shouted: "Brother Master, come to my 43rd brigade, let's raise money!" At this time, everyone showed their magical powers. This idea was thought up by Wang Xu. After all, compared with life, money is really a thing outside the body. Now everyone can still raise a lot of money through crowdfunding.

Mo Chengkong's face changed drastically: "Wang Xu, do you still remember who carried you to the infirmary when you sprained your ankle while playing basketball!"

It's no wonder that Mo Chengkong was anxious. Lu Shu was able to stay for a deposit of 500 yuan. How could Mo Chengkong not know what Lu Shu cared about?

Wang Xu said calmly: "I forgot. I can only remember it after I leave the ruins."

"Wang Xu, don't think that you can do whatever you want just because your family is rich. Brother Master is not that kind of person..."

Chen Zuan sighed and patted Mo Chengkong's shoulder: "He is... It hurts, it hurts, Brother Shu, let go!"

At some point, Lu Shu came behind Chen Zuan and let go of the hand holding Chen Zuan's neck skin and said with a smile: "No need for crowdfunding, I won't go to the 43rd Brigade, but I promise you that if the defense line of the 42nd Brigade is not under too much pressure, I can go to help you."

Wang Xu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I will thank Brother Master on behalf of more than 400 members of the 43rd Brigade, but since the crowdfunding words have been spoken, we will not take them back. Brother Master is welcome to join the 43rd Brigade at any time."

Lu Shu was a little melancholy. If no one died, he could still collect money. Now that 3 people have died, how can he collect money? It has to be said that Lu Shu's biggest feeling about this trip to Lop Nur is... It's still that foreign people can withstand the tossing, and they can toss as much as they want.

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When I was typing in the afternoon, the power went out at home, and I felt sad… Sitting in the Internet cafe, everyone next to me was playing games, and I was like a breath of fresh air. Now the power is back on and I’m home to continue typing…