Chapter 71
As soon as he exited the sea adventure, Tang Sheng felt the constant vibration of the light brain ring on his wrist.
He was a little annoyed, and after killing a few waves of monsters nearby, he reluctantly logged off.
White Bear Live Contract Manager No. 003: Mr. Tang, given your previous live streaming results were good, I suggest you maintain a regular live streaming schedule to help retain your fans.
[White Bear Live Contract Manager No. 003: In addition, your contract with xx Live Company will expire in just over a year. If you wish to terminate the contract, we can handle the termination process on your behalf. Do you think you should terminate the contract and then sign a new contract with us? The new contract will provide you with a more generous guaranteed salary plus commissions. You may consider it.]
There were many more words after that, but Tang Sheng ignored them without even reading them.
[Tang Sheng: Sorry, I am not considering signing a contract with you for the time being. Thank you]
Opposite: [Can you tell me why? ]
Tang Sheng looked at this sentence and sneered.
Changing from xx live broadcast company to Baixiong live broadcast platform is essentially the same - all are leeks being harvested.
In the past, because he didn't understand much, he was coaxed and deceived into signing the contract. After signing, he found that the terms of the contract had many restrictions on his live broadcast. Even the video tags, live broadcast language, product promotion, and interaction with the agents had to be arranged by the company.
This was very painful for him as he just wanted to be a game commentator, and a hardcore game commentator at that.
He wanted to get out of the contract.
And his plan is that once the contract expires, he will broadcast live as an independent person and will no longer sign a contract with any company.
Who knew that several contracted managers of Bai Xiong Live would bombard him one after another, from No. 001 to No. 002, and then to today's No. 003, bombarding him regularly every day, making it impossible to defend against him.
Tang Sheng put away his sneer and lied directly: [No reason, I just changed my career and will not be a host anymore]
Opposite: [Uh, okay]
He was enthusiastic and polite when asking questions, but his attitude changed instantly after hearing an unsatisfactory answer.
Tang Sheng snorted coldly and closed the chat box.
There were dozens of unread messages in my personal background. When I clicked on them, I found that most of them were sent by fans.
[Sengge, you haven't live streamed for a few days (crying), when will you live stream? I want to see your commentary]
[Stop slacking off, Sengge! Look how many days you've been absent from work? Come back and stream!]
[User "xxx" throws a deep-water torpedo at you, expressing his love for you endlessly~]
…
They all urged him to go back to live broadcast.
Tang Sheng thought about it and realized that the sea adventure that just ended could be used as live broadcast material, but...
For some reason, he didn't want to explain the ink color at all this time.
In the past, they were distant from each other and did not know each other, so he had no psychological pressure in explaining to her. He simply treated her as an idol to learn from.
However, after being in the same team with her, he couldn't help but have a thought in his mind - he shouldn't use ink as his data password.
Mo Se is a very nice person. She is not as arrogant as some trolls on the forum say. On the contrary, she is polite and tactful.
Whether she was facing an unstable player like him or a taciturn person like the swordsman, she treated them all equally without any prejudice.
For such an outstanding person, he really didn't want to use her for publicity anymore.
After thinking for a while, he finally logged into his personal page and left a comment:
[Thank you all for your messages and support. I've been so busy looking for material lately that I'm completely exhausted. Please be patient, I'll be back to live stream once the video is ready. Wait for me!]
He didn't plan to send out the video of his sea adventure. He planned to go somewhere else to collect some footage to use as material for the next live broadcast.
*
Xia Mo rode back to the royal city on horseback. At the city gate, she took the little black horse back and walked to the post office first.
King Cyril had rewarded her with 10,000 gold before, but she hadn't had time to withdraw it. Now that the day for exchanging game coins was approaching, she had to withdraw the money quickly.
In the spacious and grand Royal City Post Office, players and NPCs are constantly coming in and out.
She found the NPC in charge and showed him the letter.
The NPC looked down and saw the royal sealing wax on the envelope that only the king could use. He glared at her and hurriedly led her into the VIP office.
The VIP room, which is more exquisitely decorated than the lobby, is only available to players of noble and special status.
The NPC looked at her, and the respect in his eyes seemed to overflow.
"Hello ma'am, please confirm if this is your account information."
Xia Mo took a look and said, "It's mine."
"Okay! Please wait a moment, I will transfer the money for you."
Less than a minute later, Xia Mo received a system notification: [Received a remittance of 10,000 gold coins from the Royal Post Office. Click here to view details.]
She's right here, no need to check.
She closed the notification and was about to leave when the NPC suddenly called out to her softly, "Ms. Mo Se, are you interested in purchasing Royal Bonds?"
Royal bonds? Xia Mo was stunned. There was such a thing?
Perhaps seeing the curiosity in her eyes, the NPC immediately took out a picture of an exquisitely designed product from the drawer and pushed it in front of her.
"Ma'am, if you're interested, you can buy some. It's a sure win. Here are the interest rates and increases for Royal No. 1, No. 2, and No. 3 bonds over the past month."
"To be honest, the number of adventurers coming to the Royal City has increased significantly over the past month. With their participation, the Royal City's economy is prospering. Madam, now is definitely the best time to buy."
Xia Mo looked at the girl working hard on marketing in front of him and smiled.
Greta thought her words weren't good enough and her face flushed instantly. "Sorry, ma'am, I, I might not have explained it very well... This is a product introduction picture. You can take a look at it yourself. If you need more information, you can ask me."
Anyway, it’s not very urgent now. Xia Mo thought about it, pulled out a chair and sat down again.
There are four bonds in the chart. Bonds 1 through 3, as Greta explained, have seen good growth and stable returns. However, the interest rate on bond 4 has not only failed to rise, but has actually been slowly declining.
Then he pointed to bond number 4 and asked, "Why is this one going down in the opposite direction?"
Greta rubbed her hands awkwardly and hesitated.
Xia Mo raised his eyebrows slightly: "Didn't I just say that if I need to know anything, I can ask you?"
Greta was momentarily stunned. After a moment, she sighed and said, "Number 4 is a military bond..."
Military industry, military engineering.
Xia Mo recalled the fortifications on the walls of the royal city and the well-trained soldiers he saw at the training camp yesterday. This shouldn't be the case...
"Is the military industry in the royal city in trouble?" she asked.
Greta lowered her eyes: "...Yes."
"Before you entered the Royal City, some problems had already arisen in its military industry, but as a postal worker, I'm not entirely sure what they were. I only know that King Cyril has been troubled by this for a long time, and it remains unresolved. Therefore, the price of Bond No. 4 has been declining, and I don't recommend purchasing it."
The NPC is very honest and does not make money by doing anything wrong.
Xia Mo raised the corners of his lips slightly, then pointed at numbers 1 to 3: "What do these three represent?"
Greta's eyes lit up immediately. "Number 1 is agriculture, forestry, animal husbandry, and fishery, number 2 represents clothing and textiles, and number 3 is the food industry. The number of industries is a bit limited, but new industry bonds will be gradually opened in the future. Madam, you can keep an eye on it."
After listening to Greta's explanation, Xia Mo immediately understood why these three stocks had such good growth.
Agriculture, forestry, animal husbandry and fishery are related to life professions such as fishing, planting and gathering. There are a lot of players learning these professions. As they enter the royal city in large numbers to take on related tasks, it naturally promotes the economic development of this industry.
The same is true for No. 2 clothing and textiles. With the continuous rise of silkworm breeders and tailors, the industry has flourished.
The same goes for food item number 3. As players' cooking levels rise, the quality of their food improves, and they can then sell it at the merchant shop, where others will buy it, forming a virtuous economic cycle. The addition of pastry chefs like Ashaya further elevates the industry.
Xia Mo thought about it for a moment and felt that these three stocks did have growth prospects, so he immediately allocated 1,500 gold and bought 500 shares of each.
[Purchase 500 Royal Bond No. 1. Click here to view bond details.]
[Purchase 500 Royal Bonds No. 2...]
[Purchase 500 Royal Bonds No. 3...]
Greta, who had never received such a big order, was overjoyed. She stood up and bowed to Xia Mo repeatedly, and was so excited that tears were almost coming out.
“Thank you ma’am, I really appreciate your support of my work!”
[Gain Greta's Favorability +10]
Xia Mo smiled, stood up and left the room.
She was in a very good mood when she walked out of the post office.
Not only did I get the gold coins rewarded by Cyril, but I also accidentally triggered the investment module. Now, in addition to receiving a regular salary from the library, I also have a fixed investment income. It's really good~
She walked happily on the streets of the royal city, and a quarter of an hour later she arrived at Lawrence Cathedral.
A few days ago, she ran into the undead assassin Toynbee on the stairs here, and she didn't expect him to come here again today.
Stepping onto the milky white marble, she pushed open the intricately patterned church door, and the spacious prayer hall came into view.
At the end of the passage, a priest NPC was standing on the prayer platform, solemnly reciting prayers.
Almost half of the players were seated in the audience, and they would mumble along with the priest as he finished his recitation.
Xia Mo lowered his footsteps, quietly found a row of empty seats, and sat down quietly.
He was worried that if he didn't recite the prayer he would be kicked out by the deacon holding a scythe next to him, so he imitated the person in front of him and recited it in a fake manner.
However, after just a few sentences, the prayer ceremony ended.
Xia Mo* looked confused:? She just stepped on someone else's tail?
Just when I was about to ask the people in the front row how to get this metaphysics, I suddenly heard a low cry of surprise from the side.
"Boss Mo Se? Why are you here too?!"
Xia Mo turned around and met the astonished face of the 48-degree boiling water: "You two are also..." Are you trying to use metaphysics?
She didn't say the last half of the sentence, but the 48-degree boiling water clearly understood what she meant and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. "Yeah, yeah! Ice Cube and I just wanted to try our luck. Who knew you were here too, Boss? Haha, what a coincidence!"
"How do I learn this metaphysics? Is it enough to just recite a few prayers?" Xia Mo, who had never participated in this kind of activity, looked around but still didn't quite understand.
Boiling Water waved his hands. "No, the prayer is just a prerequisite. Players who recite it well can gain a buff called 'Luck' during this stage. Those with this buff will receive more dew from the priest later. The more dew you get, the luckier you will be in the coming week."
"What about those who didn't get the buff? No chance?" She came in tail-tailed, and it was obviously impossible for her to get the lucky halo.
Boiling Water grinned and didn't answer her directly. Instead, he pointed to a player in the front row who suddenly stood up with a look of great excitement on his face.
"Look at him, sir. He doesn't have the luck buff, but when the priest used the olive branch to sprinkle water on him just now, he still got enough dew."
Xia Mo suddenly realized: "So the rule of the cathedral is that it's best to get the lucky buff, but if not, there's still a chance?"
Boiling water snapped his fingers: "Yes~"
Okay, at least there is still a chance this time. Xia Mo blinked expectantly, then looked at the priest holding the olive branch and crystal bottle in his hand.
The priest was giving water to the players one by one.
He put the olive branch into a bottle filled with water, stirred it, took it out, and sprinkled it on the player. Some dewdrops glowing white fell on the player's head and quickly disappeared.
The players who got the dewdrops were overjoyed and stood up and left with a smile; those who didn't get the dewdrops shook their heads, sighed, and left the hall with a dejected look on their faces.
Finally it was Xia Mo's turn.
The priest first sprinkled some 37-degree ice cubes, and Xia Mo saw that he got about seven or eight dewdrops, which was not bad, and he passed.
According to the explanation that Boiling Water had just given her, 6 to 9 jewels were considered a winning number, and the next week would be neither good nor bad; 10 to 13 jewels were considered a good number, and lucky things would happen; 14 and above were excellent numbers, and the luck would be overflowing!
Xia Mo didn't expect to get a good lottery, but at least he could get a guaranteed winning ticket...!
She prayed silently while staring at the priest who was walking towards the boiling water.
The olive branch swung, and six dewdrops fell on the boiling water.
Boiling Water looked a little worried: "Looks like neither Ice Cube nor I will have any good luck next week..."
When it was Xia Mo's turn, she couldn't help but tense up.
Please, please ...
As he kept muttering in his heart, the olive branch in the priest's hand slowly fell.
Feeling water drops falling on his head, Xia Mo was about to feel happy, but suddenly, his face froze.
Beside her, the expressions of boiling water and ice cubes suddenly changed.
The air was silent for several seconds until the priest left her and she came to her senses.
Xia Mo: Well, who can tell her what kind of devilish plot the player who only receives 1 dew will face in the next week?
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