Chapter 270: The Little World (Part 1)

After the two dungeons of the temple in the lake were over, everyone dispersed. The members of the studio began to take in the corresponding deputy tasks in the "deputy office" built in the town according to the method provided by Zhang Mu.

There are still many S and S-level tasks in the deputy office. According to Zhang Mu's prediction, at least after September, players will begin to understand that using the deputy office to cultivate life skills can achieve twice the result with half the effort. Therefore, before this, all advanced tasks are chosen by you and will never be missed.

Of course, Zhang Mu was not idle either. He continued to return to the underground tunnel to struggle. At the same time, he sent the "Pathfinder King" to open the map. Now the resources and gold coins that Zhang Mu had hoarded were enough for him to build an upgraded version of the Dragon Cavalry Camp. The only thing he lacked was the reputation of the Dragon Cavalry Camp in the wild. The earlier the Dragon Cavalry Camp was built, the stronger his strength would be. Although Zhang Mu had just entered the 6th level map, he had already begun to make plans for the future map.

There is another purpose. Zhang Mu really wants to know what kind of troops will appear after the golden-horned winged dragon and the dragon cavalry are combined.

Before his rebirth, the "Legend" army made Zhang Mu look up infinitely, although the attributes of some legendary soldiers were quite trash...

A few more days passed in a flash.

Everyone was doing three things step by step. First, digging deep holes, accumulating grain, and making complete preparations for the upcoming 7th-level barracks. Second, the main heroes continued to expand their territory, occupy resource areas, and explore treasures. Third, they continued to use the deputy hero to practice life skills.

As for Zhang Mu, he is busier than the people in the studio. To put it bluntly, this is the "Twelve Studios". To put it bluntly, that is, the "Good Friends Game House". Since the establishment of the studio, he has not earned a share of money for Zhang Mu. Of course, Zhang Mu himself doesn't care. However, in order to maintain the bonuses earned from national honor activities, he spent money like soil to buy various cheap, appreciation strategies, life treasures and groceries. With his extremely dark face and a mentality of fooling each other, Zhang Mu bought a large amount of fruits, vegetables and grain from members of the major guilds at an extremely low price. It can be expected that one month later, if Zhang Mu dumped all the large amount of groceries he had stocked in his hands, he could make at least 20 to 40 times the price.

The role of food in future battles is too great.

However, in the current situation where the official guild has not been established, who knows except Zhang Mu? Players are happy to sell the useless grain on their hands to Zhang Mu. The grasshopper's legs are also meat, 50 cents per kilogram, and 20 kilograms of grain are planted every day, which means 10 yuan income, and 200 kilograms of grain is 100... (10 kilograms of grain per field are produced per day, which means apprentice farmers.) If you don't make a profit, you won't make a profit!

Not every player is like Zhang Mu and others, who plays the game without worrying about food and clothing. Many of them borrow money from the "system" to move to the 6th level map before they even built the 5th level battalion, in order to live a self-sufficiency one day earlier.

Compared to these online farmers, Wu Ling, who is sitting on the sofa in the VIP area of ​​the God Club, is much more casual and easy-going while eating cooking and drinking beer.

As the champion of the Masters Cup, Wu Ling has attracted a lot of advertisements for the Gods Club. Not only did he make a lot of money, but he also added a considerable amount of income to Zhang Mu. Zhang Mu calculated that it was about 80,000 yuan.

This is true for human society. Only by adding icing on the cake can we get help in time.

Seeing Zhang Mu coming in, Wu Ling quickly stood up and shook his arms, swallowed the slices of meat in his mouth with difficulty, and said vaguely: "Master~"

Zhang Mu walked in, first smiled at Wu Ling, and then greeted Xiao Qi who was sitting next to Wu Ling.

"Twelfth Brother! You're here." Xiao Qi gave up his seat with a smile on his face and said, "The captain is playing a practice match, and he'll be here later."

As soon as Zhang Mu sat down, Wu Ling came over, took out a thick stack of cash and stuffed it into Zhang Mu's hand, and continued to vaguely say: "Well, um, master, this is my filial piety to you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been today. Thanks to you, I am a person full of shortcomings, but, but I know how to be grateful! The grace of a drop of water will be rewarded with a spring of water!"

Zhang Mu sighed, gently slid his fingers over the large bunch of cash on the table, and frowned and said, "There must be 100,000 here, right?"

"100,000? Haha, Master, you underestimate me too much! I gave you a full 150,000!" Wu Ling swallowed the food into his stomach, rubbed his hands full of oil and said: "It was only 100,000, but today a sponsor came to me again. The boss said that this little money was just a deposit. As long as I could win this game, there would be an advertisement for me to shoot later!"

Zhang Mu was stunned and confused.

What's this? How can a game be like a star's rise? And a deposit? Was it the same before rebirth? Not right, the game bonus doesn't seem to be much money...

This cannot be blamed on Zhang Mu. After all, he devoted all his energy to the invincible heroes and did not care much about the hero competition. At that time, almost everyone who could occupy a front-line position in the invincible heroes had a net worth of more than one million. If it were to make money violently, it would be no slower than selling a famous general in the invincible heroes.

The prize money won by the competition is actually not much, it can only be considered a drop in the bucket. Zhang Mu's calculations are correct, but he doesn't know that more money comes from sponsor investment. Many wealthy bosses have shifted their attention from film and television stars to more popular online game experts. They originally had to invest 500,000 to hire a third-rate star. Now, spending 100,000 to hire a top online game expert, in comparison, the latter is too affordable. Moreover, the advertising benefits can be brought about by the two. Watch movies every day, listen to music every day, and play games every day.

As the times continue to improve, more young people have begun to worship game experts, which is understandable. After all, not everyone has a RMB-like appearance and a perfect octave voice. Therefore, game experts are closer to their lives and are more likely to be accepted by them.

After listening to Xiao Qi's introduction, Zhang Mu pressed his temple hard, and said in a weak way: "Good boy... you made money, you made money."

Wu Ling grabbed Zhang Mu's shoulder hard and whispered loudly: "Master, don't worry, even if I earn 10 million, the 5 million of them will be yours! This will always be true!"

At this time, Lu Jie strode in. After seeing Zhang Mu, he hurriedly said, "Twelfth Brother! I haven't seen you for a long time!" Lu Jie's attitude turned directly to the first time, and he held Zhang Mu's hand hard. After a long time, it was not until Zhang Mu suspected that he had a homosexual tendency that he let go of his hands and murmured: "I wanted to ask you to sign me! Why did you walk so fast last time..."

"I..." As soon as Zhang Mugang spoke, Lu Jie slapped his forehead and blamed himself: "Look at my memory, Twelve Brother, you fought with the only one in the battle that made me really wonderful! You are so handsome!"

Lu Jie is a straightforward person, very similar to a gangster leader, and he never keeps anything in his heart.

Zhang Mu laughed and waited for Lu Jie to sit down, then said: "It just happened to take advantage of the game maintenance and come and see. In a few days, it will be the 'first World Cup of Heroes'. Who will participate in the Internet Cafe of God's Hand?"

"We have 5 places in the Internet cafe, Zero, Xiaoqi, me, and two of my team members." Lu Jie said seriously.

"Master, why don't you go with me and help me fight?" Wu Ling said with a smile.

Zhang Mu smiled: "I'm afraid I don't have that much time, but if I'm in Jinghai City, I can consider it..."

"Yes, Brother Twelve has been to Jinghai before to participate in national honors. It's not like us. He has never been to any other place except Guangshi when he grows up. Brother Twelve, you might as well go with us and be a traveler! You are in poor health when you sit in front of the computer all day long." Xiao Qi suggested actively.

After Zhang Mu stuffed the stack of banknotes into the bag he brought with him, he said, "I'll go back and ask others. As long as there is plenty of time, I'll go with you." After that, Zhang Mu smiled and pinched Wu Ling's shoulder: "You have to come on and try to get a world champion."

"That's certain..."

Just as everyone was talking, a middle-aged woman rushed into the God Hand Club. The woman's face turned pale and pointed at the slightly fat body not far away. She was almost 17 or 8 years old and roared: "You really ran here to surf the Internet again! Come home with me quickly!" When she spoke, the middle-aged woman had already grabbed his ears.

The boy screamed, shook his mother's hand away, and said indignantly: "Why am I going to surf the Internet? I don't like to guard your little stupa (shop)! I'm so bored! I asked you to buy a computer for me but you won't buy it!"

"You still buy a computer? After buying a computer, do you still have the intention to look at the store? Don't say anything! Go home!" The woman forced the boy out of the Internet cafe.

"No, no! My game is not turned off yet! Hey, that person, Brother K, help me turn off the game... Oh, Mom, don't pinch me! It hurts!"

"Raw flake flake is better than giving birth to you. At least char flake won't anger me, I can still eat it!"

"Whose char siu looks more handsome than your son! Ah, I'll pinch it again!"

The mother and son's voice gradually faded away and disappeared into the club.

Lu Jie, who was sitting in the VIP area and witnessed this scene, laughed and said, "Fat Panda is always not a memory. I told him many times that he would go to a more hidden place in the back to surf the Internet and refuse to listen. Now, I deserve it."

"Brother K?..." Hearing this name, Zhang Mu stood up and looked from afar. Sure enough, a young man a few years older than a fat panda was shaking his head and bent down and slapped the keyboard.
Chapter completed!