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Chapter 687: Rich And Overbearing Tycoon (1)

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On the afternoon of the second day, the rules of the finals were no different from the first round of elimination matches. It was just that the three matches had turned into five matches.

Out of the seventy-five battle teams, twenty-four had made it to the finals, and the teams that made it to the finals weren’t weak at all.

Shi Yao had always thought that it was already her limit to die 80% of the time in the elimination matches. Who would have thought that she would set a new record in the finals, which basically meant that she would die 99% of the time, out of the five matches, she managed to land her first head on the ground in four of them.

Compared to the knockout rounds, Mr. Number, juice, and the other experts in the finals were still facing some difficulties in the three-on-four situation. However, Mr. Number was truly stable.., he was able to hold his ground until the last match. With his total points falling behind and him being the only survivor, he had single-handedly wiped out two full teams in the final round, successfully eating the chicken, and he even managed to overtake the first place in the total points, he had won the championship.

As a member of [ team 21] , even though Shi Yao had been watching the entire match, she was still deeply moved and excited by the last match.

After the match ended, Shi Yao couldn’t wait to send a message to [ sexy and wild ]’s group chat.

[ Yao loves ice cream ]@[111111] : God, that match just now was so cool

Perhaps it was because everyone was a little tired after playing the game, but no one paid any attention to her.

Even though Shi Yao didn’t put in much effort, it was already dark outside after five matches. She rubbed her already rumbling stomach before heading to the canteen for dinner.

After returning to her dormitory, Shi Yao took out her phone and took a look at wechat.

Other than juice and expert fawning over Mister Numbers, there were no other messages in the [ sexy and wild ] group.

Shi Yao didn’t send any messages in the group because she saw a private message from Mister Numbers.

[111111] : [ you used my message to sign up. I’ve already sent you the prize money, but your phone won’t arrive for a few days. I’ll give you the prize money first. ]

Perhaps it was because Shi Yao wasn’t paying him any attention, but about ten minutes ago, he sent another message: [ can I transfer the money through wechat? ]

Was he trying to split the money? But... she didn’t use any strength at all..

In embarrassment, Shi Yao’s face reddened as she typed: [ that... why don’t we forget about it? Not only am I useless, I’ve even dragged you guys down, causing you guys to end up in the finals. It must be very tiring... ]

A second after she successfully sent the message, a string of transaction records appeared on her screen.

[111111] transaction: 50,000 yuan.

[111111] transaction: 50,000 yuan.

[111111] transaction: 20,000 yuan.

[111111] transaction: 5,000 yuan.

Just as they had agreed on, the total was 125,000 yuan.

[111111] : “Without You, team 21 wouldn’t have been able to succeed. Three people wouldn’t have been able to compete in the tournament, so the money should still be divided according to how it should be divided.”

The rules had already been set before the tournament, and now that Mister Numbers had repeated those words once more, Shi Yao felt that she would be too unreasonable if she were to reject it again. Thus, she accepted the money one after another generously, and when she saw that her wechat balance had changed from 106.12 to 125,106.12, Shi Yao suddenly felt a little inflated, feeling as if she had suddenly become a wealthy tycoon.

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