Mcgee's message was sent out.

After a while, Sister Irene replied.

"Mcgee, can you add some more things? 100 servings of sweet potatoes are too little."

"Little?" Mcgee frowned and asked, "How many people are gathered there?"

One must know those sweet potatoes were very filling. Almost one sweet potato could feed an emperor for half a day.

100 sweet potatoes were enough to keep Sister Irene's utopia in check for more than ten days.

How could it not be enough?

Sister Irene hesitated for a moment before sending a message. "There are more than 60 people in total."

"What?" Mcgee was stunned.

The corner of his mouth could not help but twitch.

This woman, was there something wrong with her?

In such a dangerous beast-taming world, so many people had gathered.

That was just suicide!

And with so many people, how could they lack food?

They could have seven or eight people to form a hunting team and the same amount of people forming a team of farmers. Unless all of them were paralyzed or handicapped, the efficiency of gathering resources would be insane.

How could they be reduced to beggars!

This was something that Mcgee had never thought of.

"I'm very sorry, Mcgee! Most of them are very confused now. The wild beasts outside are very fierce. In order to come here, many people have already died. I don't want them to continue taking risks. I've decided to wait for God's instructions!" Sister Irene said.

"God's instructions?" Mcgee's mouth twitched, and he exclaimed in his heart, "Good guy he is, huh!"

He thought Sister Irene was just a kind-hearted rescue.

Sigh.

He did not expect her to start building a church in this world.

Surprise, right?

Happy?

Bullsh*t, right?

Thinking of this, Mcgee could not help but shake his head. He was completely disappointed with Sister Irene.

Kindness was not scary. What was scary was stupid kindness!

Mcgee sent a message.

"150 sweet potatoes and 150 water. This is my bottom line. No more negotiations," Mcgee said directly.

He did not want to have anything to do with Sister Irene.

What a joke. Even Wall Street did not dare to take such risks.

Let alone Mcgee!

Sister Irene also felt Mcgee's anger, so she could only accept it silently.

Then, she seemed to have thought of something, so she replied again.

"Mcgee, I have an idea. I don't know if I can tell you."

"Idea?" Mcgee was stunned. What kind of a good idea could she come up with? She must have taken a fancy to my resources and wanted me to join the utopia.

Are you kidding me?

Mcgee rejected decisively. "No."

Sister Irene's expression was ugly, but she still said, "Mcgee, don't reject me yet. Let me finish."

"My idea is, can you join the utopia and be our leader? Lead us to build a better utopia and take in more lost believers."

Hearing Sister Irene's words, Mcgee was stunned.

He exclaimed in his heart, "Good god, this is not asking me to join. This is asking me to fly with them."

What kind of person do you think you are?

Cow?

Providing free food for your utopia?

Give me a break!

So Mcgee directly refused without thinking.

Sister Irene did not expect Mcgee's refusal at all.

After all, there were more than 60 people here.

Such a huge force. Once Mcgee became their leader, he would definitely become the most powerful existence here.

Then, she would gather more lost people and spread the faith in God here.

How could Mcgee not be tempted by such huge merit?

Mcgee's rejection disrupted Sister Irene's beautiful plan.

So she had to speak again. "Mcgee, you don't know how high your reputation is here. Everyone expects you to be their leader and lead them to build a utopia. Once you accept, they will cooperate with you wholeheartedly. You don't have to worry at all."

Looking at Sister Irene's words, Mcgee's eyes narrowed.

Power!

This was a great idea.

In such a dangerous environment, having such power could definitely speed up his development.

But, Mcgee was not at ease!

On one hand, it was Sister Irene's idea. This utopian idea made Mcgee very worried. If Mcgee solved their survival crisis, his power would be easily overthrown by this group of people.

On the other hand, it was an unpredictable danger.

That's right. Mcgee still remembered the system's notification that the safe zone had ended. A monster would spawn around everyone's wooden house.

If the system's description was correct, then according to Mcgee's guess...

The system would increase the survival difficulty of all the Beast Masters at any time.

And with so many people gathered in the utopia, what kind of terrible disaster would happen then?

Thinking of this, Mcgee could not help but feel his scalp go numb.

One had to know that the novice crisis at that time was a level five Berserk Dog.

This level five Berserk Dog had caused many Beast Masters in this world to die!

If the system raised the difficulty again next time, how strong would the monsters be?

Mcgee did not dare to imagine such a catastrophy.

But he knew that as time passed, the monsters provided by the system would become more and more terrifying.

At that time, the base would have too many people, and the disaster would only become more and more difficult to resist!

And if they failed to resist, what awaited them would be a naked massacre!

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