The mighty lord of online games

Chapter 175 Strange Ideas
Watching Ginny and that man leave sweetly, Zhang Qiang's heart fluctuated from anger to rationality to calmness.

Constantly looking for reasons for myself, constantly adjusting my emotions, and finally calmed down.

A person walked unhurriedly along the tree-lined path, thinking about how he should walk in the future in the game and in the real world.

"Dingling, Dingling" The crisp bell of the bicycle rang behind, and Zhang Qiang dodged to avoid it.

Take two steps forward and don't see a bicycle passing by!
It feels a little different.

Turning around, An Jianhui was riding a sports bike alone, wearing a jacket and an olive hat, and stopped one meter behind him, with one foot on the curb on the ground, looking at him meaningfully.

Zhang Qiang lowered his head and smiled, "What are you busy with? Why aren't you online?"

An Jianhui got out of the car and pushed the bicycle to Zhang Qiang's side, "Didn't you come down too?"

Zhang Qiang felt that he was referring to something, and glanced at it, "I am going offline this time to deal with some real-world affairs, and then I will go up."

"Still going up?" An Jianhui was obviously surprised by Zhang Qiang's answer.

"Don't you know?" he asked in surprise.

"What?" Zhang Qiang put his hands in his pockets and walked forward slowly, while An Jianhui followed behind him pushing his bicycle.

He looked sideways at Zhang Qiang and said: "The media is hyping it up like crazy, this is a dead game, shoddy game helmets, despicable game helmet manufacturers, treacherous game helmet sellers, and game development and distribution companies, all of them Facing the danger of being sued and charged, it is reported that more than 3000 people have died and 27 people have turned into vegetative people since the game has been running for more than a year. Currently, there are 1537 million online gamers, but this number It is decreasing dramatically at 30 to 80 per day."

He said he looked at Zhang Qiang here.

Zhang Qiang touched his face and said, "So, this game might be in danger of not running?"

"Yes," An Jianhui said affirmatively.

"Also," he continued, "it is said that the country is pursuing the responsibility of those businessmen who forged helmets, and a large number of people will be thrown into prison. Now the media is making a lot of noise, and some say that the game will be shut down soon. Now, those who lost their family members are appealing, and those who have become vegetative are seeking compensation."

"How did the country react?" Zhang Qiang asked. ,

"The country? The country has agreed to all the demands of those people. It is said that the finance department has provided 1000 billion Huaxia coins to compensate those people for their losses, and hastened the recovery of the fake and inferior helmets sold, and even marked them off," he stopped the car.

Zhang Qiang stopped, and listened to him, Zhang Qiang had been in the game these days, and had no idea how far the outside world had developed.

"The country has recalled all fake and inferior helmets, as well as ordinary helmets, leaving only luxury helmets. I heard that this kind of helmet reduces the chance of players being killed in the game world and turning into a vegetable in the real world." An Jianhui It seems that they do not agree with the country's actions to retain this helmet.

"You mean that the country doesn't intend to close the game, but people speculate that the game is dead and the game can't continue?" Zhang Qiang analyzed.

An Jianhui nodded, "Judging from the policy issued by the state, the state does not intend to close the game. Although it compensates the dead and the money for turning into a vegetative state, it does not explicitly say that it will close the game."

"How do you think about it?" Zhang Qiang asked.

"Even so, I don't want to play games anymore, I'm going to work soon." An Jianhui said proudly.

"work?"

"Well! I was originally an employee assigned to the railway line, but the personnel assigned over the past few years have to wait until the old employees retire before new personnel can take over." An Jianhui said with some guilt.

"Congratulations!" Zhang Qiang had no choice but to say this.

"Zhang Qiang, how about I find you a job as a temporary worker in the construction department? Although it is a bit hard and tiring, the salary is good. As long as you can work patiently for ten or eight years, find an opportunity , I’ll help you transfer to a regular job, then there will be benefits, benefits, retirement wages, insurance, etc., guaranteed income during drought and flood.” The more he talked, the more complacent he seemed to write.

Zhang Qiang understands that a long time ago, he also yearned for railway workers. When he saw friends like An Jianhui and the others who kept their income in drought and flood, he always felt inferior. It’s not as good as other people’s lives. Once upon a time, his family spent a lot of money so that he could go to work on the railway. His parents’ life savings were all gone, but they didn’t get anything. This world doesn’t matter, you can’t do anything Yes, money can't do things.

So he gave up and went to work with peace of mind.

Now he has finally found a job that can make money. Although it is very dangerous, the income is quite good. He really does not want to see the country shut down this game.

He thought, thankfully he had already converted the money earned in the game into Huaxia currency, otherwise, once the game was closed, all the money would have been wasted.

Bai Xing is suffering.

"Are you willing?" Zhang Qiang asked.

An Jianhui smiled and said, "Why are you not reconciled?"

"The money I have earned in these few months is indeed a lot, but you also know that no matter how much money there is, it is meaningless to the dead."

"An Jianhui, what others dare not do is to make money. From what you said, maybe the country is hesitant to shut down these games. We can seize this opportunity and take a gamble?"

An Jianhui frowned.

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Qiang said with a smile: "Everyone thinks that the game is about to be closed, so they will definitely deal with their gold coins and equipment. If we use Huaxia coins to buy them now, the exchange rate is simply the land price. When the game becomes popular again, think about it What happens to rich players who want to get into the game?"

An Jianhui shook his head, "Zhang Qiang, you are playing with fire. Really, if the game country of the dead is not closed, aren't you afraid of causing commotion? Chaos?" No one is playing, how do they make money? "

Zhang Qiang shook his head resolutely, "I feel that the country must be fooling people this time. Remember the stock market?"

An Jianhui laughed, and pushed Zhang Qiang's head with a cattail palm, "You boy, say that the game is related to the stock market. I'm a stupid person, so I can't tell you. Anyway, hurry up and get rid of the money in your hand at a low price Dinar gold coins, game helmets, come out quickly, or if the country shuts down the game server, it will be impossible for you to figure it out, and then you will become a vegetable, and I will not pity you."

"I--"

Zhang Qiang just wanted to explain his point of view again, but An Jianhui rode a sports bike and walked away, "Goodbye, friend, I hope I can see you again in the future."

(End of this chapter)