Chapter 098: Eating Watermelon at the Food Court (26)
After hearing the amount in Mo Qianhe's personal account, a barrage of "6"s floated across the livestream chat:
"As expected of you, Mo Liar."
"Leading the pack like a star is the best."
"Hahahahaha, look how proud he is of his smile."
"For the first time, Chairman Jiang's face showed an expression that wanted to kill someone. Hahahaha."
Although Mo Qianhe's daily salary was not high, he had never been fined and was not involved in any disputes between these players and NPCs. It could be said that he made a fortune in silence.
He continued complacently, "If nothing unexpected happens, the rules of the event proposed by the boss tomorrow will continue to increase in difficulty, but the way we get through it safely should be roughly the same, which is to ensure that everyone's sales are the same, and are all 500 Food Coins higher, or even higher.
"We need to ensure that our sales are consistent and that we can all collect 1,000 Food Coins. Therefore, the sales we need to achieve tomorrow will be determined by the person with the lowest personal account balance."
This is equivalent to the barrel principle: the amount of water the barrel can hold is determined by the shortest plank.
Ji Zehan looked at Jiang Minxu and said, "Among us, the minimum balance must be 410 coins. After deducting the store rent and raw material costs, we must make a profit of at least 590 food coins tomorrow."
Song Xiaoyan frowned. "The rent is 100 Gourmet Coins. If the ingredients are still free, then our turnover would have to be as high as 690 coins. That's nearly 40% higher than today's turnover. Isn't it a bit too high?"
Qin Zhengyi also nodded worriedly: "It's really high..."
Mo Qianhe smiled and said, "No, we only need to make a profit of 494 coins."
Everyone was slightly stunned, and they were all confused.
Liu Tang raised his hand: "I know, I know! You can transfer money to each other!"
Mo Qianhe nodded. Feng Xiansu had previously been able to use the store's public funds to send red envelopes in the player group to celebrate becoming the temporary store manager, which meant that players could transfer money to each other.
He quickly sent everyone a small red envelope and explained, "I added up everyone's balances and calculated the average. I found that our maximum balance is 506 coins per person. This will reduce the minimum turnover we need to achieve tomorrow to 594 coins."
Everyone then understood that, unlike ordinary wooden barrels, these were barrels that could be used to repair other barrels.
Saw the longest plank shorter and add other shorter planks so that the entire barrel can hold more water.
The other five people did not refuse and decisively accepted the red envelopes. The amounts of the red envelopes varied, but they all increased their balances to 506 coins.
Mo Qianke's personal account balance dropped from 660 coins to 510 coins.
Pink bubbles appeared on the bun on Liu Tang's head: "Boss Mo is really a selfless person."
Mo Qianhe raised his chin high, looking proud.
President Jiang looked at Mo Qianhe and couldn't help but feel emotional.
Based on his understanding of this person's past, he was a player who only cared about passing the level himself and didn't care about the lives of others.
Until he met Liu Tang, he seemed to have really changed.
Because Liu Tang hopes that players can survive as much as possible, he is willing to make such changes.
Although Feng Xiansu wanted to say thank you, she still said unforgivingly: "Your selfless attitude really makes me sick."
After saying that, she covered her burning ears with her long hair, and after making sure there was nothing more to discuss, she got up and went back to her dormitory.
The others also went back to their rooms.
Mo Qianhe followed Liu Tang back to the dormitory before asking the question that had been lingering in his mind all day: "Today, the boss said that the reason you didn't go to 'Heaven' and insisted on staying was... because of me?"
Liu Tang was a little stunned by the question, and the bun on his head almost burst.
Mo Qianhe sighed and decided to start with a simple question: "Where is 'Heaven'? Do you know?"
Liu Tang nodded, then shook his head. He considered his words for a moment before answering, "I have some fragmentary information in my memory, but I can't be sure if it's accurate.
"The 'heaven' that the boss mentioned might be the same place as the 'higher world' mentioned by the director boss in the 'Archives of Lies'."
Mo Qianhe nodded, remembering what the curator had said, and speculated, "Perhaps in the higher worlds there are also some creatures or spirits similar to us. When the boss of each dungeon is completely unlocked, those beings will project fragments of their consciousness onto the dungeon boss, advancing the dungeon's progress."
Liu Tang was unsure, so he didn't say "yes" or "no" rashly.
"Wait a minute," Mo Qianhe realized the key point, "In other words, you once had the opportunity to go to the 'Heaven'? Does it mean that players who accumulate 10,000 points in clearing the game will be reborn to a higher world?"
The bun on Liu Tang's head shone brilliantly: "Ah, so that's how it is?!"
Mo Qianhe turned his thoughts back to what the Boss had said at that time: "After you accumulated 10,000 points in the clearance process, you could have gone to the 'Heaven Realm', but you didn't. Instead, for some reason, you stayed in the 'Wanjing Garden' and became the Boss.
"Unlike other entities in the upper world, where fragments are cast down only after the boss is unlocked, you leave your complete self within this instance..."
Mo Qianhe looked at Liu Tang, a wave of sadness and joy surging in his heart. He asked, "Is it because of me?"
Liu Tang had no intention of telling the other party about this matter, as he didn't want to put too much psychological burden on the other party, but since Mo Qianhe had already guessed it, he didn't want to lie.
So the bun-head nodded and replied: "Although I don't remember much, I did choose to stay in order to see you again."
Mo Qianhe could no longer control his surging emotions and hugged the other person in his arms.
He should have said something like "Why are you so stupid? You should have chosen to leave" for the other person's good, but he didn't want to be so hypocritical.
He hugged Liu Tang's iron body, and couldn't help but smile: "I'm so happy. Thank you for staying for me."
Even if, as a result, they forget the past and lose the opportunity to go to "heaven", they may also lose some abilities beyond this world.
But Mo Qianhe was really happy.
He knows that he is being selfish, but he is just such a selfish person.
Liu Tang hugged him back, his bun-shaped hair glowing red, and he whispered, "I'm glad to stay here and see you again.
"You once asked me who I would choose between you and someone else...
“I want to tell you that I choose you.
"Between you and the other world, I still choose you."
After the joy in his heart faded away, the sadness between Mo Qianhe's brows still remained.
After Liu Tang fell into a deep sleep, Mo Qianhe asked himself over and over again, if the other person was really the one he cared about the most, then why should he force the other person to make a choice.
Until now he still questions himself.
Although he is a selfish person, can he really make such demands on the other party with such a clear conscience?
The countdown to lights out in the dormitory sounded, as if urging Mo Qianhe to return to his dormitory.
Liu Tang let go of the other person, quickly lay down in the charging cabin, and urged the other person to go back.
Mo Qianhe smiled slightly and waited for Xiaoxianyu to lie down before leaving.
At this moment, the live broadcast room was in a state of lag. The audience could see Mo Qianhe and NPC Liu Tang together, but the words they said became a fragmented noise:
"Ahhhhh, what did they say?! Did anyone hear it clearly?"
"What the hell is this signal? It's stuck like this."
The fourth day arrived quickly, and the players were once again assigned to their corresponding stores.
Everyone noticed that there were two machines for taking orders in the store, and two conveyor belts appeared next to the food counter, leading to the shops on both sides.
Boss was standing in front of the dormitory building gate. Just as he was about to lead Liu Tang upstairs, he heard Liu Tang say behind him, "I don't want to watch from upstairs today. I want to participate in the activities."
Boss turned around and looked at him, sneering: "You wish."
Liu Tang pondered, "I've already been found guilty of a violation, but you didn't expel me from the dungeon. Why?"
Boss's face froze, returning to the appearance of an emotionless robot.
Liu Tang's bun hair wrinkled. "You want me to see the player struggling to survive, get nervous, and then enjoy my helpless look?"
Boss's expression became active again, and she curled her lips: "Yeah, I've hated you for a long time."
Liu Tang tilted his head: "So we have met before? Why do you hate me?"
The robot tilted its head as well. "I hate your fake saintly demeanor, your sympathy for everyone. I hate your hypocrisy of only having sympathy but no action."
Liu Tang stepped forward. "Why haven't you answered directly whether we've met or not, even though I've asked you twice? Don't you have the authority to answer?"
Boss choked.
Seeing that the robot couldn't possibly answer the question he was interested in, Liu Tang stepped back and continued, "Since you want to enjoy my helplessness, shouldn't you just let me stay in this game, trapped by the rules you set and unable to resist?"
Boss firmly refused: "Absolutely not."
Liu Tang nodded: "So where have we met before? 'Heaven'?"
Boss frowned, and she regretted her previous reckless words.
Revealing too much information to the other party would most likely be considered a "violation of regulations." This wouldn't have much of an impact on Liu Tang, but it wouldn't be a good thing for him to "come down to earth" and become the boss.
Seeing Liu Tang was about to speak again, Boss raised his hand to stop him: "Go to Mo Qianhe's shop, I know you want to go to his place.
"But you are not allowed to do anything for him except talking to him."
Liu Tang feigned helplessness and spread his hands. "Ah, there's really nothing I can do about you. Since you've arranged this so sincerely, I can only agree."
Boss: “…”
She wanted to crush this bitch to death, but she didn't have the authority.
As Liu Tang happily rushed into the stinky tofu shop, the boss began to explain the rules of today's reward event to the players:
“In addition to yesterday’s basic rules, the following new rules have been added:
"The food produced by each store cannot be sold in the store itself, but will be transported clockwise to the next store for sale; accordingly, customers can only place orders at the next store."
The players listened carefully to the rules of the game. To prevent misunderstandings, Jiang Minxu explained to the other players on the video call: "The shop I'm in charge of is a fried skewers shop, the shop below me clockwise is a milk tea shop, and the shop above me is a plum cake shop.
"According to the new rules, the fried skewers I make need to be placed on a conveyor belt and transported to the next milk tea shop for sale. At the same time, customers who want to buy fried skewers must place an order from the milk tea shop."
Feng Xiansu, the manager of the milk tea shop, nodded in understanding and replied, "So while I'm making milk tea, I have to help you take orders and sell your fried skewers."
President Jiang nodded and continued, "While I'm making fried skewers, I also have to help my previous plum cake shop complete orders and sales."
Qin Zhengyi complained: "It seems like just one rule has been added, but the operation complexity has increased a lot. This boss is really disgusting."
Mo Qianhe was relatively relaxed and said, "Fortunately, the added rules didn't increase our operating costs. It shouldn't be difficult to reach a turnover of 594 Food Coins."
Jiang Minxu nodded: "Come on, everyone."
Everyone nodded in unison, lowered their heads, and began to screen the incoming goods and study the dishes ordered by the previous store.
"Countdown to Food Court Specials: Three, Two, One. Open for Business!"
As the broadcast ended, the players found that the screens in front of them disappeared and customers began to walk from the center of the square.
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