My Players Are So Fierce

Isn’t Brother Fu’s soft meal delicious?”_2

552: What kind of crappy class are you attending!

Isn’t Brother Fu’s soft meal delicious?”_2

“But now they’re just worthless paper!”

Ayu argued vigorously:

“We’re taking a risk, what if Miss Milian doesn’t recognize this?”

“Stop arguing!

It’s just a game, why fuss about a few lines of data?”

Little Wei Ming slammed his revolver on the box with a loud bang.

The dwarf spread his arms, in a ‘mediator’ posture, he casually said:

“Let’s not ruin the brotherhood over these things, it’s not worth it!

How about this, all income belongs to us!

I will pay with real money offline…”

“That’s even more absurd!”

Orchid knocks Little Wei Ming on the head with her hand, she says:

“Just the money here alone is 80,000 Gold Coins, even if it’s converted at the lowest 1:1 exchange rate, that’s…”

“Psh, just 80,000 yuan, right?”

Little Wei Ming was holding his head, rolling his eyes, he said:

“Am I really that broke?

Hey, don’t hit my head!

Seriously, we also need start-up funds.

Stick Brother, Gebao, and Wumeioge, can you guys give your opinion please?

With such a pile of money, even if it were divided among everyone, there would be no place to put it, nor store it.

You can’t carry several Spiritual Energy packs full of money every time you step out.

It’s better to convert it into collective wealth that everyone agrees upon.

In this way, everyone’s contribution would have visible returns, and it saves everyone from unharmoniously dividing up the shares.”

“Hmm, that makes sense.”

Wumeioge and Stick Brother exchanged a glance.

They were both thinking about getting a team going, both in real life and in the game, start-up funds were necessary, Little Wei Ming’s proposition actually suited their taste.

The student group was quite indifferent.

Even though they also wanted to team up, this age typically characterized by carefree brotherhood made them play the game without significant real-life considerations, they were still at the ‘all for one, one for all’ stage.

“Let’s settle it this way then.”

Sister Pomegranate steps forward and says to everyone:

“I’ll draft a digital contract now, so that we can finalize this matter.”

“Is it that formal?”

Bull Bull hesitates:

“Isn’t this just a Game Coin transaction?”

“Are you dumb?

Little Wei Ming and Brother Cat are offering high prices for Gold Coins on the forum right now, rapidly inflating the exchange rate to 1:30.

If we were to use such an exaggeration, this pile of money and the land deeds combined would certainly exceed a few million.”

Sister Pomegranate shakes her head and says:

“Of course, such large-scale Game Coin transactions definitely can’t use such an exaggerated conversion ratio.

I guess the development team wouldn’t allow it.

They need to test the game to ensure the project progresses smoothly.

Our action could make the testers play with ulterior motives, increasing the likelihood of something going wrong.

If we annoy the development team, getting our accounts banned wouldn’t be worth it.

So my suggestion is that we set it at 1:1.

In the future we will trade according to this ratio, hence, the game’s gold farming profits would drop significantly, and not many testers will spend their time trying to make money.

However, I think we should talk to Brother Fa about this first, see what he thinks.”

“That works.”

Wumeioge nods and says:

“Even though this game isn’t a traditional one and monsters don’t drop money, it’s not something anyone could do to spend over twenty days dedicated to treasure hunting like Stick Brother.

It won’t cause a significant impact on the gaming environment.

However, 1:1 is a bit too much, the forum is 1:30 now, I think 1:10 or 1:5 is better.

I’ll talk to Brother Fa, you guys draft the contract first.

As for land deeds, let’s keep one for each faction, the rest goes to Stick Brother.

After all, he discovered this treasure in the sewer, he deserves to get the lion’s share.

In this way, no one among us feels slighted.”

“All those boxes contain weapons and ammunition stashed by the gangs.”

Brother Cat walks over and whispers:

“I checked it out, they are all standard gear, even some substandard stuff.

We certainly won’t need them.

How about donating it to Mr.

Maxim in exchange for reputation?”

“Hmm, let’s do that.”

The leaders of the few minor factions briefly confirmed what to do.

Sister Pomegranate went offline to draft the contract while Wumeioge logged onto the game forum.

He quickly sent a private message to Administrator Alpha explaining the situation.

Actually, Wumeioge was also quite anxious.

Offline game currency transactions are usually prohibited in all games unless the official exchange platform is opened.

Given the reputation of the ‘Real Different World’ development team, Wumeioge doubted they would be interested in such a minuscule profit, hence it was hard to predict their attitude towards their privately agreed contract.

If it leads to a ban, wouldn’t that be disastrous?

Unexpectedly, Administrator Alpha promptly responded.

It was very succinct, even consisted of only one word:

Alpha: [Yes.]

Wumeioge: [???

Wait, Brother Fa, you’re not even going to discuss it?

You should ask the development team, right?

I mean, if it causes trouble for you, it’s just not worthwhile.]

Alpha: [Do you think we didn’t discuss this in advance?

Don’t scare yourself.

If offline transactions were really prohibited, then wouldn’t Brother Cat and Little Wei Ming have already had their accounts banned for blatantly buying Gold Coins on the forum?

You know, Wumeioge, our game prides itself on 100% realism, right?

So wouldn’t it be okay for players’ internal transactions to operate in reality as well?

No need to hide this, but we even have a dedicated team treating this as a ‘sociology experiment’ and observing it.