Negotiation is an art, and there are no strict rules for this art.
It is different from a debate competition in that there are no judges or audiences, and in most cases there is no winner or loser.
It’s okay to attack in a square circle, or it’s okay to mess around and interrupt the opponent’s train of thought.
Which method can obtain the greatest benefits, which method is the most correct method!
When negotiating with the game, Sumo used the method of demanding high prices and then paying back the money.
Knowing that his importance in the game was already very high, Sumo negotiated the price unscrupulously.
"Give me ten blasts of east wind!"
"???"
"Ma Fei has them all, don't you here? I have defeated the evil god?!"
"???"
Every offer he made made Adam on the opposite side feel uncomfortable, with explanations and rejections.
But fortunately, Adam is just a program.
He does not have any truly "human" emotions. All anger, disdain, and suspicion are just pieces of code.
As long as Sumo's reward request is within the appropriate range, he will immediately agree like changing his face in a Sichuan opera, making people feel unreal.
He kept testing and competing until about three hours had passed and when Somo's throat was about to smoke, the last reward was finally negotiated.
Adam, who was sitting across from him, seemed to have humanized emotions after the negotiation.
He breathed a sigh of relief, pushed away the stool, stood up slowly, and stretched out his palm.
"Suma, your greed is really unheard of and unseen by me. Even though I have seen so many players, you can still be ranked first. Is this the reason why you can succeed in the wasteland so quickly?"
Sumo laughed heartily, stood up as well, and handed over his palm: "Thank you for the compliment, thank you for your generous gift, you are my second Ma Fei!"
Under each other's own agenda, both parties got the benefits they wanted.
As if shaking hands at the end of friendly negotiations with China, the two of them held their hands tightly together.
"I hope to see you here next time. To be honest, I kind of like you as a player!"
"Haha, me too, I hope I can achieve the required conditions soon!"
Keep your hands apart.
Pretending to be nostalgic, Somo glanced at the surrounding rooms, waved his hand, and Adam also waved his hand.
boom!
There was a muffled thunder, and when the familiar feeling of dizziness came again, Somo closed and opened his eyes.
When I could see things again, I was suddenly back in the captain's cabin on the third floor of the Hope!
The clock hanging on the wall, the hour hand is still turning slowly
The time is already 8:42 in the morning!
The examination in the Sea of Consciousness lasted longer than imagined. There was no reference. An interrogation actually lasted a whole day. It was terrifying!
But fortunately, receiving this reward was a near miss after all!
With systematic cover-up, the game not only failed to detect any problems, but also exposed some of its own background.
Realizing that the game's supervision of this world was so weak, to a certain extent, Sumo completely relaxed!
We can only test whether there are any abnormalities through data, rather than judging problems through naked eye observation and around-the-clock monitoring.
This is both an advantage and disadvantage of the program.
Such a mechanism can ensure that he will never make a mistake or be deceived by superficial things.
But to a certain extent, it also caused him to lose the most intuitive review method and fell into a chaotic logical chain.
"I passed the review and got the trust license issued by the game, which cleared up all the unreasonable things about me now."
"Looking at it this way, when the game enters the update, it happens to be the time when I am looking for Poseidon."
“I didn’t expect that the harvest this time would be so rich!”
Stayed up all night.
In addition, after fighting with the game in the consciousness space for a day and a night, at this moment, even with the support of a strong body, Somo felt a little sleepy from the inside out.
After pressing the earpiece and instructing Gonggong to enter alert, Sumo didn't even get up. He closed the quilt and fell asleep.
At the same time, the entire area where the tundra fleet was located gradually became quiet at this point in the morning.
All the survivors who had finished eating, after tidying up their belongings, lay down on the deck and fell asleep.
This battle is so tiring!
If it weren't for the blessings of various attributes with the title of Poseidon, no one would have been able to persist until now.
With the support of Su Shen's powerful force, everyone slept comfortably and peacefully this night!
What a bullshit alien race, what a wasteland god!
We have Su Shen here, do you dare to try?
Under this unprecedentedly powerful atmosphere, captains such as Lu Yongyi, Liu Neng, Zhang Long, etc. also fell asleep for the first time in a long time, snoring loudly.
In other sea areas of the wasteland, the situation is basically the same as the current tundra fleet.
There is no harm without comparison.
Compared with the unsettling feeling of crazy shaking when the tsunami comes, the current gentle rise and fall of the sea surface is just like mother's hand, which makes everyone very friendly.
Although they don't have Su Shen and need to dedicate a group of people to guard them, they are not much different in terms of sleep comfort.
He just defeated the five false gods of the royal family.
The wasteland ocean has become surprisingly peaceful!
In this atmosphere, he waited until four o'clock in the afternoon, when Somo had a comfortable sleep and got up to look at the situation outside through the porthole window.
More than 90% of the survivors of the Tundra Fleet are still sleeping!
Except for some specific vigilantes who were still working floating on the ocean, everyone else was lying in a ball, hugging each other to maintain body temperature.
Shaking his head, Sumo observed with emotion for a while, but did not sigh again.
Compared with the billions of people who died, these people are lucky.
Not only did they survive, but they would also receive the reward tomorrow that Su Shen and Yu Yu had been negotiating for several hours.
Although these rewards cannot guarantee their survival, as long as they follow the current plan and honestly head to the depths of the ocean, their fate will be completely changed.
Perhaps five or ten years later, human civilization will be re-established in the deep sea and it is unknown!
"By the way, there is also a plan to recruit talents in the overseas mission, but it has never been completed and I almost forgot about it!"
"There are still hundreds of thousands of people in the fleet below. It just so happens that we can select the last batch of people and take them away directly. Then I will be spared from searching the wasteland slowly!"
After patting his head, Sumo suddenly reflected on the many things he had to do after going to the New World!
Instructing most of the survivors to go to the depths of the ocean is a clever move.
But when the time comes to find talents, it will really mean that the sky is not responding and the earth is not working.
Now, with so many people here, is it still a problem to select hundreds of survivors with special talents?
After thinking about this clearly, Somo didn't waste any time. He immediately opened the door to the captain's cabin and walked downstairs to prepare to wash up.
Half a day passed, and after the ocean flow, the seawater that still smelled of blood last night returned to deep blue again.
The deck was also polished brightly by the foreign soldiers at this time, reflecting the sun's rays.
At the bow of the ship, silver boxes and copper boxes had been transported first, and more than a dozen survivors were standing in front of the boxes counting the quantities.
Seeing Somo coming down, everyone immediately stopped what they were doing and looked at him respectfully.
"You are busy with your business, don't worry about me!"
Waving his hands, Sumo felt helpless when he saw that these people had the same look as the villagers of Hope Village at the beginning, so he had to quickly go to the first floor of the deck.
But as soon as he entered, before taking two steps, a strong fragrance wafted into his nose.
Since his body was strengthened, Soma's daily consumption has been extremely terrifying. Even after a good sleep, the food he ate in the morning could not sustain his consumption.
When I smelled this fragrance again, there was a dull thunderous sound in my stomach.
"Hey, this little girl Su Chan has started cooking?"
With curiosity, Sumo followed the scent and heard the sound of clinking spatulas and stir-frying and the whistling of the wind coming from the planned kitchen.
There is no gas stove on the Hope, let alone an induction cooker.
Being able to cook delicious food every day using earthen pots and firewood is all due to Somo's ability to use the blessing of the sea breeze to increase the pressure temperature in the pots and stoves.
Others, if they want to cook, can only rely on constantly turning the dishes in the pot and artificially increasing the firepower.
As a gourmet, Somo felt a little unfamiliar with the stir-frying technique once he heard about it.
Unable to help, he stuck his head out.
In front of the stove, the honest Moore was lying on the ground, blowing the air at the air inlet, while Su Chan squatted aside and vigorously fanned the fan on Moore's hand to cool down.
Shen Ke, who was standing in the chef's position, was focusing on the vegetables in the pot, picking out one or two from time to time to taste them.
Her side face is not as soft as Zhong Qingshu's, but it has a "Mulan" resolute look.
Behind her, seven or eight plates have been placed on the dining table. Although they are held up by bowls, there is still a steady flow of fragrance emanating from them.
In a daze, Sumo was stunned.
There was a gap in his memory in an instant, and he was pulled back to his childhood compound in northern Shaanxi by this scene.
At that time, he was just like Su Chan, standing in front of the pot, fanning his mother who was sweating hot, and greedily licking the smell of the pot.
He won't worry about what he will eat tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.
He doesn't have to think about what responsibilities I have to take and what achievements I have to make.
At that time, he was very relaxed and innocent, without any pressure, because someone was helping him to move forward!
It was just like entering the trading ruins for the first time and seeing the family from childhood.
Sumo was crazy for a moment, and his mind became confused.
At this moment, he was no longer the human God Su.
But an ordinary young man, a man with a "family"!
"Hey, brother, you're awake, come on, come on, fan yourself, Moore's mouth will be burned!"
In the end, Su Chan turned her head inadvertently and saw Somo standing at the door.
When she shouted, Moore, who was lying on the ground, and Shen Ke, who was cooking, both turned their heads and looked at him with different expressions.
Moore was embarrassed, like a child who had stolen something, with "Don't look at me" written all over his body.
Shen Ke smiled sweetly: "Wow, Sumo, you're awake. Go wash up quickly. I'll cook the dishes soon. Let's eat together then!"
"Okay, sorry to trouble you!"
"It's no trouble, it's just cooking. My little work is nothing compared to you. If you want to eat, I can cook it for you every day!"
"Wow, is Sister Shen confessing her love?"
After hearing Shen Ke's words, Su Chan, who was worried about the world being in chaos, immediately started shouting, causing the atmosphere in the kitchen to change suddenly.
Seeing the blush on Shen Ke's rough and cracked face, Sumo nodded with a smile and waved lightly towards the sky.
I don't know where a magical wind came from, but it rushed into the stove.
The stove fire, which was originally tepid, suddenly swelled and breathed up and down like a giant dragon.
Seeing Moore dancing and dancing with Su Chan, and after exchanging a helpless look with Shen Ke, Su Mo quickly rushed to the bathroom.
The cold water gushes out from the shower head.
It extinguished the heat all over Soma's body.
For the first time since he came to the wasteland, a feeling of "life is so damn good" came to Somo's heart!
