The children, unable to seize the last moments, burned the midnight oil, frantically checking for and filling in any gaps in their knowledge.
Outside the Tianjun workshop.
Li Zhi, Ma Shangfeng, Su Wu, and Miao Renfeng, the four best friends in the dormitory, put their hands in their pockets and exuded a pretentious air.
They won the final match and defeated Tianjun Studio.
Although the process was unexpected, a win is a win.
Li Zhi said proudly, "I had someone estimate that the equipment here is worth 1.5 million, plus a year's rent, which is about 2 million."
"Then we'll be rich!" Ma Shangfeng immediately exclaimed.
"Hehe, this is like having another studio. The future output is immeasurable." Miao Renfeng chuckled foolishly.
The three expressed their feelings, but Su Wu still hadn't joined them.
They all turned to look and found him holding his phone, gesturing wildly with two fingers.
Upon closer inspection, the three of them immediately bristled.
This guy is actually playing Tetris, level 10.
"Third brother, are you trying to be a jerk?"
"What's there to be smug about? This equipment isn't very useful to us; we'd be lucky to sell it for 1.3 million..."
Su Wu, without even looking up, casually began his analysis.
He wasn't just making things up; he had thought about it seriously.
The current gold farming market in games is far from reaching its peak.
If they keep expanding their scale, they will only increase operating costs without getting the expected profits.
Their current size is actually just right, allowing them to maximize profits.
After their analysis, the three of them looked at each other in bewilderment.
Li Zhi said dejectedly, "Then what should we do? Sell them all? That would mean losing a lot of money."
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