The audience no longer had the sense of sanctity they had just now. They were all stunned by the numbers coming out of Liu Zhiyuan's mouth. But then, words that made them all even crazier came out of Liu Zhiyuan's mouth.

"Half of the money from this sponsorship will be added to the prize pool of this WCG as bonuses for the players, and the other half will be used as bonuses for next year's Han Dynasty Game League and major rankings."

Everyone couldn't help but exclaimed, the prize money of WCG was already so high, and with these sponsorships, my God! The champion will directly become a multi-millionaire!

"Later, the Han Dynasty will make some lottery cards. In these cards, there are gifts from friends, Ferraris, Lamborghinis... Oh, by the way, these are customized models for this WCG, customized for 1989 WCG, the same model, global...

.Only one!”

The audience was excited. They didn't expect that they would have such a good thing, an out-of-print sports car, God! This would drive people crazy.

"I'm just telling you, I'm fucking telling you, in the activities of the Han Dynasty, you will definitely experience continuous surprises!"

"Cool, so damn cool! There is only one out-of-print sports car."

"$50 million! $50 million, I want a customized Ferrari!"

"Fuck you $50 million! This is out of print! Unique out of print, $80 million!"

"Lamborghini! Whoever wins a customized Lamborghini must come to me and I will give you a satisfactory price!"

"..."

What a fucking sense of mission, what a fucking light of friendship, now is bidding time.

Liu Zhiyuan looked at the turbulent venue and smiled without saying anything. In this era, most people who can travel thousands of miles to participate in a game competition are rich people. The customized model was his idea. Those car companies did not say customized.

payment.

Customized cars are not that lowly, otherwise I would be sorry for the word customized, but he believes that he can convince those CEOs that the more glorious the Han Dynasty will be in the future and the more successful WCG will be in the future, the more valuable these customized cars will be, not just the price.

On the other hand, the rewards brought by awareness promotion are definitely worthy of the word customization.

"What do you think of Liu's idea?"

America, the preparatory conference room for Fast and Furious, has a rare gathering of these CEOs who have had countless grievances before.

"I understand Liu's thinking, but customized models need to be considered. You must know that Lamborghini has very few customized models."

"You can't open the pot, right? Are you still considering the influence of the brand? You should thank Liu from the bottom of your heart. Lamborghini's custom-made model of the same model is probably going to be a hit."

In response to the ridicule of his peers, Lamborghini's president did not rush to refute. The company's current finances are indeed unhealthy. This is an opportunity, but...

"Ford agrees with the customized model plan."

"GM also agrees."

These are two sworn enemy companies. The Ford Mustang and Chevrolet Camaro are direct competitors, just like Germany's BMW and Mercedes-Benz. You don't have to think about it to know that customized models will definitely attract the attention of all car fans, although it may have an impact on the brand.

There will be negative impacts, but if your opponents have it, they must have it too!

"The Mercedes-Benz AMG series needs this opportunity to gain popularity, I agree."

"BMW's M series also needs it."

"..."

What Liu Zhiyuan didn't know was that in the United States, the plan for customized models had been finalized. When he saw that the sky had completely darkened, he nodded in the direction of the broadcast room. The next moment, fireworks appeared in the sky at the WCG Arena.

Above.

"Welcome to WCG, let's start the game carnival!"

The intense music sounded again under the sound of fireworks exploding.

"The first event of WCG, unlimited running competition!"

Liu Zhiyuan said that there will be no official competition on the first day of WCG. The only competition is too boring and needs something interesting to warm up.

The picture on the huge screen on the stage changed, and a standard plastic track appeared on it. The track.asxs. was one of the top 10 most popular game characters.

"The rules of the competition are very simple. Whoever reaches the finish line first is the champion, but..."

To get everyone involved, some small activities are necessary.

"In this game, there are no restrictions. You can attack each other or even kill each other. There is no time limit in this game. There are only fixed health points. Of course, you must be careful about other people. This is a 10-player competition.

, if you pester someone too much, it will only benefit the other person.”

The health bars of the 10 game characters appear on the big screen.

"Let us invite the top five players on the popularity list to appear."

Barkley and others stood up in surprise, while other contestants who did not make it into the top 5 showed envy on their faces. It turns out that this popularity list has this effect.

When Barkley and the others sat in front of the special arcade machine, Liu Zhiyuan walked over.

"Each of you can choose a lucky audience member in the way you like. Barkley, what method do you want to use?"

The audience was quiet for an instant. They all looked at Barkley expectantly. They did not expect that they would also have the opportunity to be on the stage of this superstar. Although it was not a formal game, it was enough. This would be an unforgettable memory in their lives.

.

"1825, this is the number of wins I have so far."

As soon as Buckley finished speaking, a huge light beam began to sweep across the entire venue, and then the light beam stopped at the auditorium 1825.

"Let us welcome contestant No. 1825 to the stage with warm applause!"

The lucky person who was selected turned red with excitement and trotted all the way to the stage.

"Relax, man, relax, it's just a little game."

"Yes, I'm working hard..."

But no matter how hard this lucky spectator tried, he could never calm down.

"Okay, man, tell everyone your name."

"Max! My name is Max. I am a loyal fan of One Man. Thank you for giving me this opportunity."

Liu Zhiyuan patted Max on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"Max, you should thank Barkley for choosing you. Go ahead and find your favorite spot to sit down and wait for the game to start."

"yes!"

Max excitedly came to Shinoda's side.

"Um...can I sit next to you? You are my idol."

Nobuyuki Shinoda smiled and nodded. It was true that Barkley was the champion, but he was the most popular among one person.

Barkley smiled bitterly. He couldn't help it. Who made Nobuyuki Shinoda's style of play so cool? He also liked that style of play, but he couldn't do it on this stage where there are so many masters.

"Then, who will be the second lucky viewer? Shinoda-kun."

"The number 1 audience is 1,773. This is my winning streak. Number 1 is hoping that this winning streak will continue to increase by 1."

The lamppost appeared again.

"It's me, it's me! Oh my God, it's me!"
Chapter completed!