"It's fortunate that I'm smart, giving up some money to avoid a disaster. Not only did I stabilize their loyalty, I even made an earning."
Seeing that all the soldiers had submitted to him, Lin Ye patted the ashes off his clothes and revealed a satisfied smile.
"My lord, I've just calculated for you. There are 3,753 soldiers. 10 Zombie Souls for each of them. There's also the reward for killing zombies and picking up treasure chests. With that, you will need to spend at least 46,000 Zombie Souls," Jiang Gong reminded kindly as a graduate from the science and engineering department.
"Compared to loyalty, is this considered much?" Lin Ye cast a sidelong glance at him. "Little Gong, life is long. You have to have foresight and be magnanimous. In the future, you would be the manager of the territory's ten million toilets. You can't be so stingy, understand?"
"…" Jiang Gong secretly gave himself a slap. You owe me!
