On the mountain road, a group of players walked together and chatted.
As I was walking, I actually saw an old player halfway.
Wang Fugui took a few axes, placed them on the ground, and shouted, "Top-grade steel axes, early-stage land reclamation artifacts, only 30 contribution points each! Friends, would you consider buying one?"
"Don't bother looking. Those selling things in the novice area are usually profiteers."
"Fuck, how can you slander someone's innocence out of thin air!" Wang Fugui looked shocked, feeling wronged at being slandered.
"There's an introduction in the video about brain pain. You can exchange this steel axe for just 15 contribution points."
"That's not right." Wang Fugui shook his head. "The tools and weapons in the warehouse are out of stock. We don't know when they'll be restocked. The wear resistance and usability of tools like these, which are directly exchanged from the warehouse, are incomparable to the ordinary goods in Bei'an City!"
Several newcomers left immediately, but two of them stopped.
"What's thirty contributions?"
"Not much, not much. Just one daily mountain run can earn you a minimum of 20 contributions. Good tools will definitely give you more than 20 contributions in the early stages!"
“I’m not contributing anything right now.”
"This game can be IOU."
"How about this, come down and add me as a friend, and I'll transfer cash to you directly. Name your price?"
Wang Shichong said lightly.
"You're... the principal!?" Wang Fugui was stunned for a moment before recognizing the new player in front of him. "Fuck, it really is the principal! Principal, my last name is Wang too! My family name!"
"This axe..."
"Since you're my idol, I won't ask for more, um... 50?"
"50?" Wang Shichong was stunned, as if he felt that the number was a little lower than he expected. However, he nodded immediately, "Okay, 50."
Damn, is it too cheap?
Seeing Wang Shichong agree so readily, Wang Fugui suddenly developed a rebellious mentality.
No, I still need to learn more from the NPCs in the city!
How can you get money if you are so worried about gains and losses?!
Wang Shichong took an axe, patted Wang Fugui on the shoulder, thanked him, and continued moving forward.
"50 is fine, give me 50 too. I'll add you as a friend and transfer cash to you."
"Fuck, you slutty pig!"
"Fuck, Sao Zhu was the name I used to call you guys, how did I become Sao Zhu?"
"To be honest, if you just pick a random passerby to look at it, Sao Zhu will definitely be sure it's you and not me, okay?"
“That’s outrageous!!”
Xinshou Zhanlong covered his head, looking very upset.
…
Ma Shisan climbed up the mountain step by step with a gloomy face.
As a colleague, when he entered "Cangxia Asked", he felt a deep sense of powerlessness that spread throughout his body.
There is absolutely no comparison!!!
None of the games in my company can compare to Cangxia Wendao!
He wanted to admire sincerely.
But the vested interests turned this admiration into jealousy and hatred.
If you make games like this, how can other games survive?
This kind of technology can’t be copied! !
Maybe dismantle a helmet and study its construction and game code?
But the cost and risk are too high...
If we wait until the public beta to disassemble it, then our progress will definitely not catch up with others...
No, we can’t just sit there and wait for death!
Fortunately, he got the closed beta test qualification for the game, so he can do something!
He wanted to find some negative information, or create some to discredit this company and this game...
Sudden.
Ma Shisan's eyes blurred and his vision was enveloped by a circle of red.
A faint call came from my ears.
It is like a majestic elder standing not far away, looking at you with encouragement and hope, and about to entrust you with an important task.
A new line of text also appeared below the novice task in the taskbar.
[Heading to Qingshan Village, answering the call of the elders]
Hidden mission!?
Adventure? ?
You actually chose me!?
Ma Shisan was stunned for a moment, then he laughed unconsciously.
Just when I was worrying that no one would teach me how to make sticky rice dumplings, a sticky rice dumpling fell from the sky.
That's easy.
Ma Shisan already had a preliminary idea.
If you use "adventure", "unfair", "shady dealings" and "differential treatment" as keywords and manage them well, you should be able to lower the reputation of this game! !
Thinking of this, Ma Shisan was overjoyed.
At this time, in Ma Shisan's bedroom.
His son Ma Zili stood at the door, staring at his father quietly.
The gaming helmet my father was wearing while lying on the bed should be mine!!
If he hadn't snatched his helmet away, he would be the one experiencing Cangxia's words! !
He's seen a lot of videos these days.
The more exciting the video, the more unwilling he becomes.
However, Ma Shisan's daily beatings and scoldings had left Ma Ziling with psychological trauma.
He couldn't resist his father to his face.
"It's clearly my helmet, it's clearly a helmet sent to me..."
Ma Zili watched for a while, then quietly returned to his bedroom, lay on the bed, and couldn't fall asleep.
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