Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

Morana and the others looked at each other, knowing in their hearts that it might be an inestimable treasure.

Morana gritted his teeth and said, "Wait for us to discuss it again!"

She couldn't make up her mind.

The most important thing now is to convince the others, especially Ji and Changluan.

The problem comes back to the initial trust.

But who knew that Chang Luan would speak so generously at this time.

"If I can guarantee they'll help us win, I'll pay my share."

Morana, Alexi and Saladin were visibly stunned.

Chang Luan's tone was somewhat relaxed, and even gave people the feeling that the spirit of sacrifice was not such a difficult thing for him to obtain.

Although they didn't know who Chang Luan was, they knew he must be from an underground tribe.

But they had never heard of the underground tribe being able to easily produce the sacrificial spirit.

Involuntarily, their eyes looking at Chang Luan underwent subtle changes.

Morana took a deep breath and said, "Perun and I can make up our minds and allow Chaos to be given."

She looked at Saladin: "What do you say, Your Excellency?"

Saladin stroked his beard, but his eyes flickered with a flickering light.

The foundation of the Kuton Empire cannot compare to that of Fremons.

That country was built by this outstanding genius of his through three years of conquests, becoming a superpower empire spanning three continents.

Although the country seems to have a large land area, its national strength is actually not strong.

Almost all the country's resources were concentrated on him alone.

If there really was such a good thing as the Spirit of Sacrifice, he would have used it up long ago. How could he still have some left?

But as a hegemon, he still said: "I promise to pay my share!"

To achieve the goal, the means justify the means.

He can make a promise first and then fulfill it later.

As long as he could obtain the final reward from the god-level civilization, he felt that a sacrificial spirit was not a problem at all.

Morana breathed a sigh of relief, and several people cast their final gazes on the [Sacrifice] wearing a strange combat uniform.

After a day of contact, they could also judge that this alien came from underwater.

Even when wearing thick combat uniforms, there is still a faint salty smell of sea water on the body.

"What do you say, sir?"

Seeing that everyone else agreed, Ji also spoke up.

"I'm willing to contribute too!"

But just when Morana and the others were about to breathe a sigh of relief and contact Zhang Yi, he spoke again.

"But who would carry something like that with them? I can promise that I will give it to him after I leave this world."

Morana's face froze, and when he looked at Chang Luan, he reached out very calmly and took out a translucent ball from his waist pocket.

There is a sacrificial spirit stored inside.

Everyone was a little shocked, wondering who would carry such a precious thing with them instead of absorbing it immediately.

To be honest, this scene made Morana and others become country bumpkins. They stared at the precious sacrificial spirit and couldn't move their eyes away for a moment.

Chang Luan collected the sacrificial spirit and said calmly, "Let's go talk to him first!"

Morana had no choice but to try to negotiate with Zhang Yi first.

What she got, of course, was Zhang Yi's flat rejection.

"An unknown alien, how can you guarantee that he will hand over the spirit of sacrifice to me?"

"Forget him, I don't even know when you guys from Fremons and Saladin's sacrificial spirit will be available."

Zhang Yi bluntly exposed their true colors.

Morana could only say in a gentle voice, "You should understand that it's not that easy to get. But we can pay a deposit first and give you a sacrificial spirit."

"When we get to the outside world, I promise to give you everything! This is a promise I make to you in the name of Morana!"