At six o'clock in the afternoon, it was the end of the day in Liberty City.

Even the long queue in front of the Xinhuo Exchange is still as huge as a long dragon.

But under the urging of the escort and after Turner loudly announced that it was closing, everyone had no choice but to disperse.

Among them, some people are holding a few good things with tens or even hundreds of contribution points, and are smiling with smiles on their faces.

Some people only hold a few ordinary goods worth a few contribution points, with a look of regret on their faces.

Under reasonable time control, almost everyone in line participated in the blind box lottery, and those who lined up early even participated in three rounds.

This also led to the fact that when Sumo stood at the street corner, he saw few people cursing.

Most people gathered together to discuss, excitedly and in great harmony.

Obviously, Xinhuo Exchange’s first marketing.

A big success!

"Although these demon souls seem to be smart and are good at acting, they don't know that free things are the most expensive!"

"If I didn't have the time and thought to continue the operation, otherwise there would be a 180-day promotion, and these people would naturally be eliminated by the New World."

"But now, if someone pays for them, they don't need to know too much."

After everyone on the street was almost gone and only dust and some garbage were left on the ground, Somo walked out of the corner with a sigh.

The reason why the market can operate smoothly in the long term requires not only internal coordination, but also a steady flow of external resource output.

Without external resources, no matter how the people inside play, they will fight back and forth within a framework, and the final result is just that the resources will be returned to the hands of the person in charge.

A natural disaster is coming.

These ordinary demon souls are still obsessed with market transactions, thinking about how to make more money from their own clansmen and make their lives better.

Over time, external competitiveness will be lost.

Then the only thing waiting for them is death!

This is also one of the main reasons why the Guardians want to take back the pricing power to unify the market.

They want ordinary people like the Demon Soul Clan to go out and bring back resources from other territories, so as to continuously provide internal blood transfusions.

Instead of fighting internally, cannibalizing internal resources without limit, and accumulating capital for yourself.

Walking through the slightly messy streets.

Seeing the mercenary's expression of wanting to scream in surprise, Somo gently picked up his finger and put it to his mouth to make a hissing gesture.

Then, he walked gently into the room.

Sumo immediately saw Turner sitting on the counter, concentrating on counting the ledgers.

"Hey!"

In a very naughty way, Sumo stepped forward and slapped Turner on the back.

The latter was naturally frightened and trembled violently.

But after discovering that it was Somo, he shouted in surprise:

"Oh, Hal, where have you been? It's driving me crazy. You don't know."

"We got rich! We really got rich today"

Holding the account book in one hand, Turner's eyes were full of uncontrollable ecstasy.

Money moves people's hearts.

For people who are used to being poor, suddenly getting a small amount of money can make them happy for several days, let alone such a huge amount of money.

"Oh? How much membership fees did we earn?"

With great interest, Sumo picked up the account book and started to look through it.

Unlike Turner, regarding the number of contribution points.

In fact, Sumo didn't care much in his heart, and he didn't treat it as an asset at all.

After all, anyone who has experienced a financial crisis on earth will basically understand what will happen if a currency does not have a corresponding physical item.

Even a little contribution is not as good as the infamous Bitcoin on earth.

Its existence is entirely a currency issued unilaterally in the territory in order to maintain convenient transactions. Whoever controls the pricing power also controls the right to print money.

Today's 10,000 contribution points may be a number that ordinary people cannot match in their lifetime.

If you take it out in the exchange, you can also buy a lot of rare equipment and templates to expand your strength.

But in times of crisis, 10,000 contribution points may be the purchasing power of a few dozen contribution points.

For things that have no physical value, once the currency depreciates, the speed may plummet by more than a thousand times in just one or two hours, let alone overnight.

"Well, we earned a total of two hundred and twenty-five thousand contribution points!"

"More than two hundred thousand, this is a contribution that we will never earn in our lifetime. These people are actually willing to spend money like crazy for this little thing!"

Judging from the population ratio in Liberty City, there are very few "big dog households".

After all, if you want to make a lot of money in such a short period of time, you must be naturally smart and good at speculation.

Or he was just unlucky and got great opportunities that ordinary people rarely encounter.

But the difference is that this is a ratio based on hundreds of thousands of people in Liberty City.

Under the number of hundreds of thousands, no matter how small the proportion is, there are still hundreds or even thousands of people.

Among these people, there are naturally many people who understand that their currency will depreciate if it is left in their hands.

Therefore, it is not surprising that Xinhuo Exchange, which was the first to introduce member recharge, can get the first wave of leeks.

"Two hundred and twenty thousand, I thought I could have three to five hundred thousand. It's such a pity."

"In this way, tomorrow morning, leave 10,000 points, and use the other contribution points to exchange them for materials. Well, exchange some more materials that consume a lot of money for daily use."

"By the way, buy some imported products, but don't buy them at a premium!"

After looking through all the entries in the ledger and judging the upcoming exchange pressure tomorrow, Sumo spoke up.

"In exchange for two hundred thousand?"

"Yes, I will only keep 10,000 yuan in activity funds, and I will exchange all the rest!"

Regarding Sumo's decisiveness, Turner did not refute this time, but swallowed hard and nodded sharply.

However, after opening his imprint panel, he hesitated and said sheepishly: "It's our loan."

"It's a loan. We've come to this point and you're still worried about it. Don't worry, someone has already paid it back for us. Tomorrow, we can get the fifth-level thorn tree card!"

Upon hearing this, Turner was still honestly worried about his loan.

Sumo couldn't help but be startled, and then he burst into laughter.

After a long period of time, after being awakened, the game also discovered its own mistakes in placement.

In the past, he only sent out "idiots" with IQs around sixty, who talked about either eating or killing them every day.

Although such aliens are very easy to control, don't worry about them causing trouble down there.

But in terms of efficiency.

Simply touching!

Every time before the disaster is over, these alien races will fight with humans and try their best to get rid of each other in order to gain more territory.

By the time the disaster was resolved, the internal fighting between several parties had already exhausted all savings, resulting in a poor performance of the disaster and no possibility of obtaining authority.

But now, after the discovery of the conscience of the game, the creatures that have descended are finally much more "high-end".

At the very least, even creatures with specific social forms can be seen everywhere.

If it can be maintained like this, then the old impression that the alien race was bloodthirsty and wanted to conquer others through force and violence will be slowly erased.

If there were more honest people like Turner, humans might even be able to cooperate with them, fight disasters together in the future, and live peacefully on this continent.

"Okay, I'll listen to you, I'll listen to you!"

As soon as he heard that the loan had been repaid, Turner trembled and trembled all over.

The other mercenaries with sharp ears, although they disguised themselves vigorously, could still detect their excitement from the subtleties of their movements.

Before I knew it, it took only two days to feel like I was in Hope Village at the beginning.

Soma's power began to be revealed again unconsciously.

Where he is around, other people seem to be at a loss no matter what they do. But when he is gone, these people will be as energetic as chicken blood.

In response, Sumo could only shake his head secretly, put down his account book, and walked to the back room.

"It's such a pity. I really can't do it now that there are less lowlands. Of course, I can get more resources and benefits by continuing to stay in this free city."

"But without the use of force, once the escort discovers that I am transporting the "blood" inside, at least all material support will be withdrawn, or at worst, I may have to start a direct war with the depression."

"The lowland is now in a state of poverty. It cannot support the start of a war. If we rashly draw fire, I'm afraid a big disaster will happen."
To be continued...