While Lin Yao was pondering the importance of increasing the source of income and reducing expenditure, Squad Leader Zhang spoke.
"Of course, merit points are more useful than you think. As long as you have enough merit points, you can even get a king-level technique, let alone an energy crystal."
While they were talking, another team that Lin Yao did not know walked into the room. This time, in addition to the military, night guards, armed police, and some dojos that Lin Yao was familiar with, there were also some public officials.
After they appeared, they immediately collected the coins that everyone had obtained after dragging the freaks into the haunted house.
Yes, one would gain something after dragging the freaks into the haunted house. The owner of the haunted house would give them cursed coins, which could be used as tickets or used to buy things from the owner of the haunted house.
Upon seeing this, Lin Yao's thoughts were slightly distracted.
'Without a strong government, this place should be controlled by powerhouses, and many adventurers will come from the outside to take risks and harvest all kinds of props from this place, just like in a dungeon. This place will become a paradise for powerhouses. '
It seemed that this was good for Lin Yao. He was a powerhouse and could obtain props from inside, but that was not the case.
Without the restrictions of the national government, human morality would definitely be so low that it would make people desperate. After encountering freaks, the powerhouses would definitely not charge ahead. Instead, they would let the weak test the freaks. Lin Yao, who had yet to grow up, would most likely be exhausted. The humans living in this city would also be selected by the powerhouses and brought into the mysterious land to be used as pawns to test the waters.
This was not the most tragic thing. The most terrifying thing was that those props were not safe. Some props were activated at the cost of one's lifespan, eyeball, or head.
One could not expect powerhouses without morals to not use these dangerous props, and they would not pay the price themselves. Therefore, the ordinary people outside would suffer in the end. Their eyeballs, heads, hearts, blood, and so on would not belong to them.
'Without a government, there will only be dozens or hundreds of powerhouses who can live like emperors here. The rest of the people are just nobodies. '
Without much thought, Lin Yao felt that the current situation was better.
Although he could not obtain cursed props, he did not have to worry about his family being taken away by the powerhouses at any time. He also did not have to worry about his leader suddenly going berserk.
Even the mysterious land could be destroyed by the suppression of the national armed forces, so that people could live in peace.
The public officials who came here were collecting the cursed coins, watching the battle records, and calculating everyone's merits.
There were no problems during the recording process, so Lin Yao was not surprised.
If it was an era of peace, decay would definitely appear. There was no need to doubt this.
However, times of war were different. This was especially so when countries evolved to modern times and had a sense of national identity. When faced with the crisis of extinction, humans would unite together like never before.
This could be seen from America during World War II. That free country was full of capital, and there were very few people who were willing to be soldiers. In the eyes of the Huaxia people, they were selfish.
However, when such a selfish person was ambushed at the port, the country had completely entered a state of war. Countless people signed up to join the army, and there were also many people who donated. It was an era when America was extremely united, and everything was aligned with war.
Even the people of America could go to such lengths to protect their country when their country was threatened, let alone the people of China now. In fact, the current situation was even more dangerous than before. This was a battle with alien races. If they were defeated, everyone would die. In addition, the mysterious land could absorb negative emotions to grow. This might not be the best era, but it was definitely the fairest era. Everyone was afraid that negative emotions would accumulate and breed terrifying monsters.
'It's really ironic that an external crisis can promote internal unity. '
While Lin Yao was sighing, the scene was going on in an orderly manner.
The merits were being recorded, and some doctors, healers, and warriors, as well as researchers in white coats wandering around the haunted house, looking at the items placed on display, commenting on them, and preparing to buy them.
The greatest function of the items here was their research value, followed by their combat value.
The researchers were there to choose items. While they were choosing, someone soon discovered the Ghost Gun that had been placed on display.
"It has the ability to kill with one shot, and it can be unsealed three times a day. When did this gun come out?"
"It's true. Tsk … This kind of gun should only appear in the core area."
"Which team is so powerful to be able to obtain this gun?"
"Of course, it's our Hongshan team."
"Li Shan, it's you. Did you really obtain this?"
"Of course, we got this gun after we caught the Ghost Bullet … That's right, we caught the Ghost wandering in the gray fog. You can relax a little from now on."
"How many merits does the Ghost Bullet cost? Li Shan, among the peripheral teams, you guys might be able to enter the top 10 this time and become the pacesetter team."
"It's too difficult to enter the top 10. Apart from Red Fox, Iron Fist, and Cannonball, no one dares to say that they can enter the top 10."
Li Shan, who had become more active, was bragging to his companions, enjoying everyone's envy. Of course, he also wanted to pull Lin Yao over, but Lin Yao rejected him.
'Although I don't think I can keep a low profile, I don't want to be in the limelight. '
Lin Yao, who was hiding in the dark, was observing the people in the haunted house. At that moment, he slowly discovered something. Everyone seemed to have formed small teams and were moving around in the mysterious land.
The composition of these teams was also varied. Some were mixed, and some were made up entirely of armed police. There were even outsiders who did not belong to the military, armed police, or special departments who had participated in the battle in the mysterious land.
Of course, these people were acting together with the soldiers. This was a form of assistance and also a form of surveillance.
The number of people in the team varied, but there were at least 10 people in the team.
'Each team has at least 10 people and a maximum of 20 people. There are seven teams here, and many of them have yet to return from fighting outside. There are more than 200 people in this mysterious land, and this does not include the powerhouses in the core area … Ninghai City should have more than one mysterious land to deal with. Sigh … No wonder the military has such a high casualty rate. '
While Lin Yao was observing, Li Shan also ran over happily.
"Old Zhang, we've made a lot of money this time. The prosecutors have confirmed that we subdued the Ghost Bullet. This monster alone is worth 3,000 merit points. The owner of the haunted house also gave us 13000 yuan, which was exchanged for 1,300 merit points. There is also information about the Whack-A-Mole monster and the reward for killing it. We've gained 5,000 merit points this time."
The country would confiscate the money obtained from imprisoning monsters. However, it was impossible to let horses run without feeding them during wartime.
The country would reward them with merit points, and merit points could be exchanged for techniques, materials, money, and even houses. Therefore, everyone was very supportive of this matter.
"It's not a loss to exchange cursed items for training materials that can increase one's strength without any hindrance."
"5,000 merit points … This is already our harvest in the past three days."
"That's right. The main thing is that the Ghost Bullet is too exaggerated. Even if the restriction on the Whack-A-Mole freak was lifted a little, we would only get 700 merit points for killing it. If the restriction was not lifted, we would be lucky to get 300 merit points."
Merit points were obviously very useful. Everyone was very happy to hear this. However, Squad Leader Zhang soon thought of the heavily armed soldier who had died and sighed.
"It's a pity. If only there were no casualties."
"How can there be such a good thing? Who doesn't put their lives on the line in this era?"
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