Grandfather, she was the GM in the survival game

Chapter 120 The Fog City (14)
"Plan? What plan?"

Cha Fenglin looked at him with some confusion, "Actually, for us, the online presence of all human beings has little relevance to us, because the management system adopted by our union is quite special. We are somewhat divided into hierarchies. Those I can access People are relatively strong players, and then those players will manage some of their own people, and so on. Low-level players are not accessible to me because they are all organized by others."

He thought for a while and then said: "Actually, I think you also know that in the first few months of the game, the players matched in each copy may have different strengths, but as the game progresses, the players we match have already matched with Our strengths are becoming more and more similar, they will only be stronger than us, not weaker than us."

He paused and then said: "So even if I am with those weaker players now, the dungeons we match may let them be cannon fodder for the charge, so I simply don't contact or manage these low-level players. Together with similar strength."

Cha Fenglin also said so much on purpose, because he more or less understood Wen Xingzhi's attitude towards the management union.

"I know that President Wen was a soldier before. Based on the attitude of your Chinese soldiers towards the people, I think President Wen must be very busy recently, busy helping those players who have just entered the game to settle down, right?"

Wen Xingzhi pursed his lips and nodded. Cha Fenglin was right. He was not yet 20 years old, but he understood it very clearly.

"I think if you ask me, there are some things that you can't figure out clearly."

At this moment, the place where the two parties met was in the wild, so they could talk safely and boldly for a while, so Cha Fenglin talked a little more.

"I think you may need some changes," Cha Fenglin looked at him with a smile, "Of course this is just my suggestion."

"Okay," the young man who looked exactly like Cha Fenglin on the other side shook his head, a little impatient, "Don't talk nonsense with him. There is no cooperative gameplay in this game anyway, so just pass him by. "

"Cha Fengqiu," Cha Fenglin's expression suddenly turned serious, "Your behavior is getting worse and worse now. Your attitude has become so casual and proud. It's really rude."

I don’t know if it’s because being an elder brother comes with a sense of oppression. Cha Fenglin really couldn’t say a few words to Cha Fengqiu’s dissatisfaction. Cha Fengqiu tilted his mouth. Although he was not convinced, he still didn’t speak.

The two brothers are twins, but Cha Fenglin has white hair and Cha Fengqiu has black hair, so it is easy to tell them apart.

At this moment, it was still Hao Fanren who was following Wen Xingzhi, the one who was nicknamed Xiaofan by Shang Yirou. Xiaofan was a loyal fan of Wen Xingzhi, and he immediately became unhappy when he heard what he said about Wen Xingzhi.

"No, Cha Fengqiu, you are so capable. You surpassed your brother and became the president. You are not even a president yourself. Why are you clamoring with our president?"

"You should also say less." Wen Xingzhi coughed and looked at Cha Fenglin again, "Don't go in that direction. Going further is the border of the map. This time, scorpions are also in the dungeon, and there are poisonous snakes. There are still five players with pool abilities, so be careful."

"Thank you, President Wen, for reminding me," Cha Fenglin smiled apologetically, "Why don't we go together for a while? I also have something to ask of you."

(End of this chapter)