Shock!The game I designed has come to reality

Chapter 11 Selling Purple Talismans

"This..." Zhang Qian asked somewhat puzzledly: "Isn't this a bit too disrespectful?"

She was putting it lightly. If he did what Chen Xinghai said, he would not only be looked down upon, but would be treated as a coward.

"It's not that serious. At most, I will be laughed at by the same level forces for a while!" Chen Xinghai leaned on the back of his chair, rubbed his temples slightly tiredly and said:
"Now that the game is coming, the real order is paralyzed, all forces are joining forces, and the situation is chaotic. We must act steadily at this moment, and we must not be impulsive!"

"Besides, the game has just started and there is still a long way to go. There is no need to offend such a master for a small friction. It is not worth it. Besides, the three players are not dead. They have obviously kept their hands on it!"

Chen Xinghai is also helpless. Among the major forces in Qiongyun City, his Chen family is currently the weakest. The surrounding hostile forces are eyeing him eagerly, so he cannot help but be careless.

"Alas!" Chen Xinghai sighed, closed his eyes slightly and said:

"The guild is not easy to manage. Do you think I want to swallow my anger? Why are we so high-profile and frantically occupying the territory to obtain spiritual grains? Isn't it just to gain strength and gain a firm foothold!"

"But our actions have inadvertently offended many people and forces. It's like pulling chestnuts from the fire. If we don't grasp it well, there will be many people who want to deal with us!"

"We may seem to be in a good position now, but in fact we have to beware of the cold arrows of hostile forces and the sharp knives of official forces. It is far more dangerous than it seems on the surface."

"Who knows if this kid is a trigger? We can't afford to bet..."

"Then don't bet! It's useless if you win, but you'll be miserable if you lose!"

……

Red Shadow Guild, in a spacious and bright room.

A woman wearing a white shirt and black trousers, with slender eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, was staring intently at the video on the forum, not letting go of every scene.

"President, who do you think is more powerful between him and you?"

Next to the woman, a slightly shorter but sweet-looking girl, about seventeen or eighteen years old, asked curiously.

"It's hard to say!" The woman shook her head and frowned: "Although he is also capable of drawing Qi into the body, his fireball technique has obviously been upgraded once, and the damage is very high."

After thinking for a while, she raised her lips slightly, then shook her head and said: "But I have practiced two spiritual arts, one of which is defensive. If we really fight, the outcome is still uncertain!"

The woman said this, but the girl beside her was secretly frightened and looked at the young man in the video with a slightly surprised look.

You know, the president of her family is Ren Feiyan!

Who is Ren Feiyan?
That is the president of the Red Shadow Guild, one of the top [-] players on the professional player list, and the absolute top player in the game. How can this young man be evenly matched with the president?The president said it himself, how could she not be surprised?
"Do you want to check his details?" The girl pondered for a moment and asked tentatively.

"Yeah! Check it carefully!" Ren Feiyan nodded.

……

In an office with a flag hanging, a young man wearing a black jacket was silent for a moment after watching the video, and then looked at the crew-cut young man next to him and said:
"I want all his information within a day!"

"It's the president!"

The young man in the black jacket thought for a while and then said: "In addition, send someone to contact him and find out if there is any possibility of being absorbed into the organization!"

...The bright moon hangs high, and the stars are dotted.

In the room, Yang Ming let out a heavy breath, slowly opened his eyes, and a flash of light flashed through his eyes.

Opening the panel, after a long time of practice, his cultivation column has changed:

[Cultivation: Leading Qi into the body (3/50)]

"This progress is really not slow. We have to speed up!"

Yang Ming sighed. You need to know that he has been practicing with the elementary spirit-building pills. According to this progress, I am afraid it will take at least half a month for him to practice to draw Qi into the second level of the body.

Although this speed is not slow for ordinary players, after all, the progress of ordinary players without the blessing of the Spirit Pill is really like a turtle crawling.

But Yang Ming is not an ordinary player after all. He can't wait that long. There are too many plans waiting for him to implement. If he can't reach the level of cultivation, he can only stare blankly.

Therefore, he still has to find more things to speed up his cultivation. At the very least, as a game designer, he must be at the top among players in terms of cultivation and strength.

Thinking like this, Yang Ming did not continue practicing. Instead, he stood up and took out a chicken leg from the inventory, ate it and walked out the door.

The moonlight was gentle, and there was an occasional breeze, but there was no chill at all. Yang Ming was walking on the road to the east end of the village, making a rustling sound on the concrete floor under his feet, which could be heard far away on the road in the early morning.

At this moment, there are only twos and threes of players in the Novice Village still wandering around. Some are guarding the wild monsters to refresh, and some are trying their luck to find opportunities.

These are all night owls, but there is no doubt that they are all motivated. As a designer, Yang Ming admires these people very much.

However, he ignored it and let these players figure it out on their own. He walked slowly and arrived at the grocery store in a short time.

At this moment, other shops have been closed, but the grocery store has not yet closed. This is also what Yang Ming expected. After all, the old shopkeeper he designed was a workaholic.

As he stepped into the store, he saw the old shopkeeper holding a ledger in one hand and crackling an abacus in the other. Hearing the sound, he raised his head and glanced at Yang Ming, then lowered his head to work, and said vaguely: "You're here?"

"Yeah!" Yang Ming nodded, approached and joked with a smile: "Shopkeeper, you don't have many business coming to your door every day. What kind of accounts are you calculating?"

What he said is true. Now that the game has just launched, there are not many spirit grains in the hands of players. Except for a few guild leaders, basically no players will come to buy things.

He really didn't know what other accounts this old man could settle until midnight.

"Hey!" The old man was happy when he heard this and said angrily:
"If I don't have business, I can't settle the accounts? I have to calculate how much I spent on this day, right? How much rent should I pay, how much rice I eat, how much oil and salt I use, how much hair I lose, don't I have to calculate it?"

After saying that, the old man glared at Yang Ming again: "Hey, don't interrupt, where did I go?"

The old man scratched the back of his head. His wrinkled old face had a constipated expression, but he suddenly froze there, staring at the purple talisman on the table.

Yang Ming looked around and saw that no one else came in. Then he pushed the purple talisman in front of the old man and said with a smile: "I just picked it up on the side of the road. Could you please give it a look?"

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(End of this chapter)