my simulation longevity

Chapter 247

As for the truth of the war, it is beyond Li Fan's current knowledge.

When the dark clouds hanging over everyone's heads gradually dissipated, when the recruited monks returned to their hometown.

This battle, which lasted for more than eight months, gave people the impression that it was like a dream, as if it had never happened.

Only when I occasionally mention those monk friends who have disappeared forever, can I recall this tragic war in a trance.

Li Fan naturally had well-known monks who died in the war.

Let's not talk about the medicine hall Chen Ying who died early in the sneak attack of the Wulaohui.

Cong Yunhai performed martial arts hall, Jiang Zhengji and Du Xingchang both died.

The Strategy Hall also suffered heavy losses.

Three people were recruited.

Gong Boyu and another Nascent Soul Formation Master named Mu Bowen were affected by the battle of the Huashen powerhouse, and they were not spared.

Only Zhang Zhiliang survived.

The rest were monks who worked in various positions on Wanxian Island, and had only met Li Fan once before, but fell in this battle.

It is countless.

The tragedy of the battle in Tianling Prefecture can be seen.

Fortunately, the most indispensable thing in this world is monks who are fighting for their lives.

Following a notice from Tianxuan Mirror, soon, the war and the death it brought were forgotten by everyone.

Within three years, every monk can purchase exercises at [-]% off the original price.

Limit one purchase per person, non-transferable.

As soon as the news came out, the monks who were still a little secretly sad all cheered up and cheered up.

The contribution rate was a little bit lower, and it was just available after the discount. Naturally, I bought the exercises I had been thinking about for the first time, and started to practice happily.

And the degree of contribution is quite different, but after three years of hard work, you can barely buy the skills.

It is to start doing tasks crazily and accumulating contribution points.

Finally, there are those monks who have little contribution left, and no matter how hard they work for three years, they will be useless.

Some means of "borrowing" and "getting rich overnight" became his life-saving straw.

As Cong Yunhai's most famous way to get rich, "Dingyu", which anchored at the end of 16, attracted several times more monks than usual to participate.

The sky above the island was crowded with people who came to join in the fun.

Li Fan was naturally among them.

He clearly remembered that the fish leader this time was a white pomfret.

Although the contribution rate on his body is enough for now, Li Fan will not let go of any opportunity for wealth growth.

Select a target and place a bet.

The 27-day observation period passed in a flash.

Soon came the day when the lake erupted into the sky and the grand prize was born.

Most of the monks had red eyes and nervous expressions, and they didn't dare to make any abnormal sounds, but just stared at the countless fish fighting with each other in the lake below.

The final result surprised Li Fan.

The fish leader this time was not the white pomfret that Li Fan remembered.

It was a spearfish that was shining with gold and full of air.

"I hit! I hit!"

Amidst the sighs and cursing of the monks one after another, an extremely excited howl was even conspicuous.

Following the sound, Li Fan saw a young monk with disheveled hair and ragged clothes, but at the moment he was extremely excited and his face was flushed red.

"Jackpot! I won! Jackpot!"

As if afraid that others would not know, he yelled frantically.

Ignoring many eyes that could kill people, the young monk raised his head and laughed like crazy.

"I'm going, isn't this Han Yi? I heard that I was cheated out of my money by some Foundation Establishment master a few years ago, and my life is extremely miserable. I didn't expect that today's luck will turn out and I won the jackpot!"

"What kind of fucking luck is this!"

"Why is it not my turn to do such a good thing? This time, I lost all the hundreds of contribution points I had saved so hard!"

"This time there are so many people, it's still the jackpot. The winner takes all, and it's the end of the year. The usual prize pool needs to be emptied..."

"Fuck, the final reward is estimated to be at least a million points of contribution!"

After a little calculation, all the monks looked at Han Yi differently.

And Han Yi, who was a little carried away because he won the first prize, finally noticed something.

In the sight of more and more people, the expression became nervous.

Fortunately, the rules of [Dingyu] are still there, and the safety of the winners is still guaranteed under the eyes of the public.

Otherwise, it would be so easy to kill people and seize treasures. Once the rules are broken, there will definitely be fewer and fewer monks playing this [Fishing Fish] in the future.

It's better to use this to publicize it and attract more monks to participate in the future.

The impoverished little Foundation Establishment cultivator who had nowhere to go, put all his eggs in one basket and turned over completely.

From then on, he will reach the pinnacle of life, Yuanying and Huashen are expected.

What slogan is more attractive than this living example?
The organizers of Dingyu made eye contact and quickly brought Han Yi to the center of the crowd.

After some calculations, the huge rewards totaling 150 million contribution points were transferred to Han Yi on the spot.

After receiving the reward, Han Yi lost his excitement.

It just became a little dazed, as if I couldn't believe that all of this was true, and my face was still a little dazed.

And the greedy look in the eyes of those onlookers became even more frightening.

For the safety of this lucky guy, several organizers of Dingyu decided to personally escort Han Yi back to Wanxian Island.

Those monks whose chips were all won by Han Yi followed behind reluctantly.

Soon, surrounded by everyone, Han Yi left the sea area.

Only the top tuna was quietly digesting the spirits of other competing fish.

and Li Fan.

Seeing the tuna leader whose aura was getting stronger and stronger, Li Fan couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

"Why is the result of this life different from what I experienced?"

"Where is the variable?"

Li Fan, who lost the grand prize, didn't feel much mental imbalance.

In addition to fixed fish, he has many other ways to earn a lot of contribution points.

The reasons for the different results are what he is really interested in.

"It stands to reason that apart from a little more people participating, there is nothing that can affect the result of Ding Yu."

Li Fan stood still and thought for a long time, but he didn't get a reliable answer.

Simply use the [Hua Dao Shen Yi] secret method to play the picture of the fish just fixed in a loop in his mind.

Slowly, Li Fan saw some clues.

Li Fan's view of "there are no major variables" is from the perspective of a monk.

However, from the perspective of the countless fish involved in fixing the fish, variables are everywhere.

It may be an item thrown away by the monk, which caused the water flow to change.

It may also be a certain fish that was deterred by the monk's breath and changed its course of action.

……

Because the fish is too weak, but the monk is too strong.

If you are weak, you can't be alone, you can only go with the flow and be at the mercy of so-called variables.

Li Fanruo got something.

(End of this chapter)