In the Misty Mountains, Lin Bei looked at Ektor, who was gathering his men, and could not help but frown.
Good lord, are you going to move all your troops over?
Have you thought about how much this will cost me?
Even if teleporting once cost 1 gold coin, there were at least 4,000 to 5,000 undead soldiers around, right?
This was four to five thousand gold coins!
Although it might not be a lot for Lin Bei, it was more than ten thousand gold coins, which was equivalent to a million Ocean Blue coins!
Moreover, the enemy was just a group of noob players. Why did they need so many people?
"Um… Ektor, aren't they a little too many?"
"Not much! This is not even half! My Ghost Army has a total of more than 10,000 people! But don't worry, everyone can gather in 10 minutes at most!"
"Actually… I don't think there's a need for so many people to go."
Lin Bei said tactfully, "It's not convenient to teleport so many people."