Chapter 85： Team problem

"I'm looking for you this time to discuss the team with you." Liu Qinghong directly stated the theme of her visit this time.

Hearing this, Zhao Gao became silent, drinking tea and thinking carefully.

The talent space has the option of [Team], which is naturally intentional.

And this, at least proves one point. A lone wolf player won't work.

Zhao Gao didn't know the rest of his intentions. But, knowing this, the team has to be built.

And the only people he can trust now are Liu Qinghong and Ma Feifei. If the two of them are teammates, Zhao Gao can give them his back.

Thinking of this, Zhao Gao is not bothered: "This is nothing to discuss, I will create a team here, are you coming?"

"Humph! Just wait for your words, I have to hug your thighs and wait for you to take me to fly!" Liu Qinghong put down the teacup and said self-deprecatingly.

But Zhao Gao would not agree with this sentence, not to mention the issue of his getting along well with Liu Qinghong. It is said that Liu Qinghong's communication skills and intelligence detection skills are beyond his ability to catch up.

Moreover, Liu Qinghong and Ma Feifei are in the same group of Blue Star people, and they are not weak.

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"Since it's been negotiated, I'll create a team to bring you in." Zhao Gao opened the system panel, and directly clicked the create button on the [Team] option.

Then, there was a team name question to fill in. At this step, Zhao Gao was stumped. His name was abolished, but he couldn't think of a good name.

"What's the name of the team?"

Hearing this, Liu Qinghong was taken aback for a moment, this question also stumped her for a while.

After a moment of silence, Liu Qinghong said the name she wanted.

"Would you like to call the Apostle Attack Team?"

Hearing this, Zhao Gao rolled his eyes: "It's not like I haven't played 70,000 games. Who is this apostle fighting? It's a completely meaningless name."

"According to what you said, why not call it the Xiaolong team?"

Hearing this, Liu Qinghong smiled awkwardly: "Then what name do you want to be called?"

"I mainly want to choose a name with a special meaning, such as (Xiao). Just like Xiao represents the breaking of dawn before dawn."

After hearing this, Liu Qinghong thought about it carefully, and finally clapped her hands excitedly: "I thought about it, why don't we call Team Zero?"

"Look, everyone wants to be No. 1, and to be No. 1 requires strength. Those of us who are struggling in the talent space, don't we want strength?"

"As long as you have the strength, you will not be slaughtered. And our No. 0 team is better than No. 1 when you hear it."

After listening to Liu Qinghong's explanation, Zhao Gao thought about it carefully. It was indeed more pleasing and smoother than what he thought.

"Okay, let's call it number zero!"

After confirming the team name, Zhao Gao directly pulled Liu Qinghong into the team.

In this team option, the team members are displayed at the top. There are only four personnel positions in total, and Zhao Gao and Liu Qinghong occupy two. As for the characters below the avatars, it is the same as a chat group.

"Have you contacted Ma Feifei?" Now that the team has been established. So, getting the team together is the top priority.

"Feifei, she is still arranging her family. Like me, she contacted a lawyer to ask for the inheritance. If we really die someday, at least the family will have no money to worry about."

"This is the only thing we can do." Speaking of this, Liu Qinghong's heart was very heavy.

Hearing this, Zhao Gao couldn't comfort her. Because what she said was the truth, these talented people lived a tightrope walk. If they didn't pay attention, they would die in a corner one day.

Just like what Talent Space said on the first day of entering the plot world: "Struggle! Then, work hard to survive!"

"Don't think too much about future problems, just treat us as having an incurable disease, and we will earn every day we live."

Liu Qinghong: ...

This comfort is better than not comforting!

"It's just a sigh, just like life. Although I often complain that life is hard, don't you still have to continue to struggle and work hard for your little family!"

"Indeed!" Zhao Gao nodded.

Liu Qinghong: "Okay, skip this heavy topic."

"Why don't we buy wine to drown our sorrows and get drunk. Let's indulge our emotions today, and start tomorrow, and work hard to survive!"

Hearing that, although he is not very good at drinking, he is not good at drinking. But Zhao Gao still agreed to accompany his friend to get drunk late at night, and to accompany his friend to get out of his troubles. Isn't that what a friend should do?

"Then I will sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Liu Qinghong drove her car out, took it directly according to Erguotou, and took another ten cases of Snow Beer. Finally, after stuffing the trunk to the brim, I drove a small car to Zhao Gao's place.

As Zhao Gao said, he really sacrificed his life to accompany the gentleman this afternoon.

His biggest drink before was only four bottles of beer. As long as he drinks this time, although his head is clear, his body will feel very heavy.

If you drink too quickly, you will vomit.

And now that he has more than 70 physical attributes, Zhao Gao thinks that he can be directly immune to the alcohol in beer But it is obvious that he thinks too much, and Duan Yu also uses the six-pulse sword to force the wine out. There was no such way, and was directly brought down by Liu Qinghong.

And the beer he drank was just one. He is no longer a heavy body problem, he has already lied down.

"Tsk tsk~ Young people are really bad at drinking! That's no good, I just warmed up!" Seeing Zhao Gao's fallen figure, Liu Qinghong spoke sarcastically.

For an old fritter like her, where is she now? White is just the beginning.

Afterwards, Liu Qinghong ignored Zhao Gao and let him lie down on the ground. Anyway, he was already a superman, so there would be no such problems as colds.

A person drinking alone, thinking about the helplessness in his past life and the crisis of death in the natural space now through the wine, hoping to use the anesthesia of alcohol to get rid of these heartaches and fears.

One cup after another, one bottle after another poured into the stomach.

Liu Qinghong didn't know how much she drank, nor how long she drank. All she knew was that when she stopped, it was already dark outside.

Standing staggeringly, Liu Qinghong walked to Zhao Gao's side.

"Hey! Zhao Gao, wake up! Wake up!"

But Zhao Gao, like a dead pig, would not wake up no matter how Liu Qinghong screamed.

"Hey! Really, I have to bring you in." Liu Qinghong picked up Zhao Gao's clothes and planned to throw Zhao Gao back to his room.

"Touch~touch~bang!" Liu Qinghong, who was swaying, couldn't control her body shape and strength.

Then he smashed the things in Zhao Gao's house, and the walls were built against the potholes.

Stumbling all the way, after pinching the door handle of Zhao Gao's room, he slapped the door with an angry slap, and finally threw Zhao Gao back on the bed.

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