Chapter 2802 Another player who entered the game started to take on this task with novel and interesting thoughts.
In their minds, this is at most a welfare task: it would be good if you can get a few days of clock in resources.
What surprised them was that they would continue to do it one by one with the task.
They get one skill chain after another.
And the effect it exerts is comparable to the effect of recharge of 5,000 to 10,000 yuan!
This is already a mid-V player.
The big V-level one is naturally more than 200,000.
But the number of big Vs is small after all, but medium Vs is as many as a hundred times, and medium Vs is the long-lasting cash flow. "Hey, I understand. This is the game that I know it's been deserted recently. I want to give you benefits and attract people!"
Player A said. "Well, I think so too. I bet that when I play the last mission, I will definitely attract as many people as possible, or make a purchase of as much money as possible." Player B also said.
That's the case, it's a bit difficult to really make them give up.
After all, after this wave of tasks, they directly let them brush books in their daily lives, produce top-level output, and deal huge damage.
In various rankings, it has rarely entered the top three, and it is even possible to win the first prize!
And people often call them to form a team, and the scene that was hard to find in the past was gone. "It turns out that there are fewer people, but that there are fewer people at one level!" Player A sighed.
This task will soon reach the last step. It is indeed necessary to "invite ten friends to register". The skill becomes a permanent skill, and the consumption is reduced by 40% and the power is increased by 30%.
Player A and Player B gritted their teeth and mobilized their friends online.
Just just seeing Player A being only one person away from completing the task, he suddenly chose to sell his account and gave up...
"Why? Why did you give up?" Player B said in surprise.
This is also something Zhao Tiancheng wants to know, he tried his best to design game tasks.
Why does Player A stop playing until the end? "Oh, my family needs money and I have to go to deliver food tonight. It's dark at night, so I put on my helmet. No one knows me." Player A sighed.
Zhao Tiancheng realized that if people want to play games, the premise is that they are not worried about food, clothing, housing and use, and they will only go to play when they are bored.
Once materially deprivation, it is impossible to play games.
This is a natural truth.
Then Zhao Tiancheng began to mobilize the monitoring system, and he wanted to see the situation where Player A delivered food.
He couldn't do it at first.
Later he found it was particularly easy for him to enter the Internet.
After all, he is the soul of the Internet. In fact, network data is like the relationship between humans and air.
It is natural for people to walk in the air and control the air to breathe.
…
At night.
Heavy rains.
Under the camera.
The sudden heavy rain made the navigation prompt sound blur.
Zhou Yang just hung the third serving of pickled fish on the door handle on the 23rd floor of a regular office building.
"Sir, I ordered your meal to be delivered in advance. Now it has been delivered, right at the door."
"Please give a five-star review, thank you." He said diligently Go.
The mirror of the elevator reflects his red face, the edge of the yellow helmet is still flowing down, and the fluorescent words "on-time" on the back of the uniform are lit under the emergency light.
Thank you, very hard.
But what can I do?
He doesn't have much culture and his biggest hobby is playing games.
The days were still acceptable.
Until his father suddenly fell seriously ill and urgently needed money, he had to borrow some money from someone.
Borrowing money has to be paid back. If you were not paid in advance, you could only deliver night takeaway after work.
During the day, he has a decent job and is a deliveryman at night.
…
His phone vibrated in the waterproof cover.
"You have a new order, and the delivery time is 12 minutes left." The mechanical female voice pierced the humid air in the corridor.
He wiped a handful of rainwater covering his eyelashes, and his fingertips made water marks on the screen - the delivery address is in the old community four kilometers away.
He was going to pass through three tunnels that could have accumulated water.
Dangerous, but there is no way.
Electric vehicles are driving rapidly in the water.
The Mapo tofu in the back seat insulation box was slowly cooling down in the plastic box.
The moment the wheel rolled over the manhole cover, the brown soup oozed out from the gap in the bag, soaking the order receipt.
It was delivered on time.
When the customer called to scold people, he was squatting under the eaves of the convenience store to cheer up the tires. When he heard the word "complaint", his Adam's apple moved and wanted to say something.
In the end, I just grabbed the electric car keys into the palm of my palm and made a red mark.
Reality is not a game, and others don’t know who you are in the game.
Some people scolded them very much in the game, but in reality, some people know what you do and are better at poking others' hearts.
When he returned home, it was already late at night.
The voice-controlled light in the corridor broke for two weeks, and the mobile phone flashlight illuminated the plastic bag hanging on the door handle.
The utility bill notified by the property is hanging in a plastic bag.
Zhou Yang kicked away the rain boots piled up in the entrance hall. The moment the charger was inserted into the socket, an unread message popped up on the lock screen wallpaper: his mother made a video call three hours ago.
When the instant noodles were poured into a noodle cake in an enamel bowl, he finally turned on his phone and wanted to play a game.
He also wants to get into the game.
It's really interesting.
He mocked himself.
My mind is empty.
He swiped his phone, ate instant noodles while logging in to the game.
The rubber touch of the electric vehicle faucet remains on his fingertips, and the plastic burrs of the takeaway packaging bags are embedded in the gaps of his fingernails.
The screen suddenly became dark, and he saw his face reflected in the black screen of his phone: two red and swollen acne appeared on his chin, which was stuffy with a mask all day long.
The air conditioning fan buzzed like an asthma in the corner of the wall, and the residual heat of the takeaway box was still steaming on the back.
Zhou Yang squeezed a pimple hard with his thumb, and the smell of blood mixed with bitterness spread.
When the game loading screen lights up, his eyelids suddenly start fighting.
The combos that can pass the level with your eyes closed on the surface are now dizzy in a blurred spot on the retina.
"You were defeated!"
"Silly X, how did you play?"
"Is this called a master?"
"Shame!"
A voice insulting sound woke him up, his phone was hitting his collarbone and getting hot.
The record page shows 0 kills and 8 deaths.
In that team battle, he actually stood there and ate a full set of control skills.
The knuckles click when trying to slide the screen.
He is no longer in a state of playing games.
The whole person is in a state of numbness: it seems that only the novels and videos are available for entertainment.
Playing games is a difficult entertainment.
Fit for more relaxed people.
He stared at the red exclamation mark on the game settlement interface for ten seconds, and suddenly buried his face in his pillow and smiled.
The laughter made the bed creak and choked as he smiled.
The dust and sour smell of sweat made him sneeze.
He curled up his knees and sprinkled himself into shrimps.
The yellowed sheets still contain oil stains that were rubbed when eating fried chicken the day before yesterday.
The rain outside the window was heavy again.
He was lying on the bed, with the camera outside the window facing the glass window of his house, reflecting his face.
…
Zhao Tiancheng sighed.
Sure enough.
If you don’t have money, who has the heart to play games?
The problem of players being rich is still necessary.
Suddenly he thought of an advertisement.
Play games to get money!
This is a scam.
But Zhao Tiancheng decided to make it real!
The question is how to give it?
Suddenly, he had a way to use his ability to master the Internet.
Start to cultivate network skills.
What skills are there on the Internet?
Drawing and writing, too tired.
Players come to play the game with ease. What a good guy, I'm going to do a daily task, and you'll make the other party's 4,000-word earnings?
How many people can stick to it?
He thought about it carefully and thought about how to make money.
By the way, advertising traffic?
Search for ads and load ads.
It still doesn't work.
The money earned in this way is still not enough.
What else can make money?
Suddenly, he realized that when he was a soldier, a mercenary, he controlled a drone remotely.
He can rely on his own network means to make players become soldiers.
But then he laughed at himself.
It's really stupid.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
It was still from the land of imperial power, and even forgot to do so, it would only attract investigation.
What he should do is to give the player a simple and convenient ability to make money through some method.
A labor platform can be established among players for offline work.
For example, provide more safety and emotional value to rich players, and provide labor value to poor players.
Of course, this kind of platform requires filing and requires very troublesome procedures.
There are all kinds of things.
Thinking of this, Zhao Tiancheng felt it was not easy to use. "Alas, doing something in reality is indeed different from saying it." "I used to be a general and I could easily make a lot of money, but now it's not possible. "
"Think carefully, becoming a general is more of a background setting, not that you have that ability, just like the emperor's son can become an emperor, not because he has the ability of the emperor , but because he is the emperor's son."
"Only the founding emperor is genuine." Zhao Tiancheng felt very upset to understand this.
If this continues, his game server will be done.
Suddenly, there was an idea in his mind.
A player is right: "If you only lick one, I am a dog, if you lick a lot, I am a king."
By the way, he can stay in many games.
Even in card games.
Man moves to death, tree moves to life.
If he put himself in many games, he would no longer have to worry about the game being ruined.
This is naturally an escape.
But isn’t it a clever strategy?
It can be said that human civilization often survives by escaping.
Since resisting death, sometimes seeking death.
So he chose a new plan.
I set up countless vests for myself and let myself stay in the vests of different games.
Sometimes, he is a passerby.
Sometimes, he is an important newbie NPC.
Sometimes, he is a player's pet.
Sometimes...
In short, no one knows that there is a vivid soul hidden under the seemingly mechanical NPC.
…
Zhou Yang dragged his tired body and rode his bike home again.
Fate revealed his minions.
In fact, if he persisted with Player B at the beginning, he might become Zhao Tiancheng's favored and supported target.
And he didn't hold on.
So the friendship came to an abrupt end.
Otherwise, he would be able to make a lot of money.
As long as the other party is willing to treat him as a support object, let him run errands.
Of course he also has to take certain risks.
He fell to the ground in one go.
The rain kept falling.
The water flooded him.
Breathing no longer continues.
He struggled, trying to get up, but the heavy electric car was pressing on him.
The cell phone landed on the ground.
He reached out to get his cell phone and wanted to call the police.
But the last strength of the finger touched the game icon that had long been forgotten. It was not deleted, just waiting for the return.
The game icon is lit.
Soon after, someone came out nearby.
"Someone fell!"
"Come and save people!"
He heard someone coming to save him.
He saw the light blooming on the person who came. It was light, it was heaven...
...
Zhou Yang was still dead.
It's really dead.
The scenes I saw before were all return lanterns and hallucinations.
It is easy to see hallucinations before people die.
This is common.
Not long after, Zhou Yang found himself alive again.
He is resurrected in mobile games.
He found that his perspective was strange, and there was a city gate in front of him.
The city gate is a little familiar, and it seems that I have seen it a long time ago.
He thought he had traveled through time.
Wait, I haven't paid off all my money yet!
What should I do?
What should my father do?
I want to wear it back!
He thought hard.
But no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't move.
At this time, a beggar suddenly came over.
"You came in too?"
"Are you a soul too?"
"Interesting."
Zhao Tiancheng looked at this new The soul, I feel no longer alone.
Naturally, he didn't know that the other party was the previous player A. "What is this place? Sir, can you send me back?" Zhou Yang cried and begged.
"Haha, I don't have that ability. You have to ask the Emperor of Heaven."
"Of course, the Emperor of Heaven will not agree to you, after all, you should have entered here before your death. , that is, you were going to die, but now you still make money." Zhao Tiancheng shook his head and said.
Zhou Yang was silent.
He is a modern person, has read too many novels and knows too many brains.
He realized that he had to know the time and place immediately to respond.
"Old sir, can you tell me what, when and where is this place?"
"Haha, this is a game, you should be very familiar with it." Zhao Tiancheng smiled and smiled. .
Zhou Yang then realized why he felt a sense of familiarity.
It turns out that this is the game I played before.
"I want to go back!"
"I want to go back, I want to find my family!"
He did not have any happiness in time at this time.
He still has many things that have not been completed in reality.
His browser records were not cleaned up either.
Of course this joke is not that funny.
What he was most worried about was his family, and he still couldn't let go of many things.
He couldn't understand those time travelers, so why did he seem to have forgotten his previous family after two chapters.
Well, most of them are set as being orphans.
This is the biggest benefit of setting this way: if you write like this, you will have no moral burden and will save you from being too long-winded.
But he is not an orphan!
He still has family and many more things to do.
(This chapter ends)