"Thank you for saving these guys and killing such a big three magical beasts!" said one of the leading mercenaries to Phantom Dreams, "I can't thank you enough!"

"Hey, I remember there's a monster I took off, right?" Phil muttered with some dissatisfaction. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's the Dream Patch, all three of them were killed by the Dream!" said Dream looked at Phil smugly.

"Yes, you're right! Thank you as well!" the mercenary thanked Phil as well.

Subsequently, he thanked the night wind and the cold river. Although the two of them didn't fight, he knew that these two people must have a certain credit.

"Well, if I hadn't driven over, or if Hanjiang hadn't called the dream up, I guess these mercenaries would still have to feed the monsters. Night Wind patted Han Jiang on the shoulder, "The two of us also have a certain amount of credit!"

It looks like these mercenaries have collected almost all the loot?

Phantom Dream rubbed his stomach, it should be close to noon now, right? I was a little hungry, and I was woken up by Hanjiang before I ate in the morning. It took such a big bunch of people so long to finish, how much did they dig down from these three big birds?

Phantom glanced at the corpses of the three big birds, and quickly turned his gaze away. The corpses of the three big birds were completely out of shape, most of the feathers had been plucked out, the blood and organs that were useless to the mercenaries flowed all over the place after they were disemboweled, and the original majestic head was completely cut off, its beak was a very precious material, and it would be a pity to throw away the brain marrow and the like. Although I've seen a lot of bloody scenes like this, just because I'm used to it doesn't mean I can accept it.

"That's right, according to the agreement on the Sunset Grassland, the loot obtained from killing the monster is distributed by the person who kills the force, and the greater the effort, the heavier the distribution power!" the mercenary rubbed his hands and said, "In other words, these loot are completely yours!"

Dreamlight felt sick to his stomach when he looked at the large pile of feathers and internal organs, and he didn't have the slightest idea of taking it for himself. Even if you sell it for money, you won't be short of money.

The mercenary uncle in front of him must have come here with a purpose. Nightwind saw through his thoughts, he must have come here to get a piece of the loot.

"Look, we people have helped you sort out the loot, and you will definitely give us two bounties if you are generous, right? We can also help you transport these materials to Sunset City to sell!"

Phantom Dream frowned, what does this mercenary uncle mean?

She quickly understood. In the eyes of these mercenaries, the materials obtained from the monster belong to themselves, and now this mercenary has come to discuss with him, just to get some "labor fees".

In the sunset steppe, it is not uncommon for a strong mercenary to be unable to sort out the spoils of war after a strong mercenary has killed his prey. In such cases, he usually seeks help from others and gives them a certain amount of compensation. This kind of win-win behavior is also very common in the sunset grassland, so the mercenaries will come over to talk about this-although the dream saved those mercenaries, but the main contribution is the dozens of people who came over later.

I don't want that pile of materials anyway...... It's good to sell a favor!

But this favor ...... Maybe it's a little too big for these mercenaries?