"Oh, I'll do it." Seeing that the patient was okay, the nurse breathed a sigh of relief and quickly helped Haoran turn on the electricity in the helmet.
"Thank you." Haoran smiled gratefully and said, "Doctor Zhang said this morning that my head injury has healed. As long as I don't touch my injured foot, I can do whatever I want. I can return to the game. You don't object, right?"
"Since Dr. Zhang said everything is fine, you can play with peace of mind." The nurse nodded very understandingly, but added: "But you have to go offline before nine o'clock, and I will come to test you then.
Basal body temperature.”
"Oh, I understand." Of course Haoran had no objection.
"I'm at the nurse's desk in front. If you need anything, just ring the bell and I'll be here right away." Seeing that she had nothing to do, the nurse told her and left, then gently closed the door behind her.
Alas, if you can afford the money, the treatment will be different. Seeing this, Haoran was very satisfied with her service attitude on the one hand, but on the other hand, he thought about his poor student days. When he first arrived in SH City
In 2017, he was caught in the rain and his fever reached 39.5 degrees. He couldn't bear it anymore and dragged himself to the hospital. After waiting in a long line, he finally registered to see a doctor, but he found out that he had brought money with him.
I can't even afford a small box of cold medicine.
He was anxious and dizzy. He was half-lying on a chair in the outpatient clinic and could not get up. There were a lot of people in white coats walking around in the hospital, but no one came to him because of his abnormal condition.
Tizu. In the end, a middle-aged female pharmacist saw that he was in pitiful condition and overflowing with motherly love. She used her own money to prepare a box of antipyretics for him and got some water for him to drink. This prevented him from collapsing directly in the hospital.
Thinking about that experience and comparing it to now, there is really a gap between heaven and earth!
I remember that when he first woke up, he felt that the eight hundred yuan a day for this high-end ward was too expensive. He felt so distressed that he wanted to beg Xiaoyun to move him to an ordinary ward, but he was given a blank stare in return.
I was very impressed by the conversation at that time. At that time...
"Your own assets are tens of millions, why do you still care about these small sums?" Xiaoyun glanced at him and said: "Besides, you are not thinking well now. You must be more clean, in case you stay.
What should I do about the sequelae?"
"800 yuan a day..." Haoran was still confused.
"I'm so annoyed that you only ask for such a small amount of money? Otherwise, the studio will cover all hospitalization expenses." Xiaoyun looked at his unwillingness to pay, and was both angry and funny.
"The benefits of the studio are so good?" Haoran's ears perked up and he looked flattered. Since Xiaoyun was her boss, she agreed to reimburse her medical expenses, so she really had no reason to refuse.
"However, you were not injured on a business trip this time, so..." Xiaoyun said with a strange smile: "To enjoy rights, you have to pay some obligations, right?"
"That's natural. After I recover from my injury, I will do my best and die..." Haoran nodded as if he was pounding garlic.
"Who wants you to die?" Xiaoyun fainted. This guy has lost his memory and is quite cute.
"Then I will work hard and fight to revitalize Piaoxue's work!" Haoran made a fist with his right hand and raised it to his shoulder as if he was swearing.
"That's what you said yourself. After you return to the game, accompany me to clear the dungeon of the Misty Swamp. In addition to the experience given by the system, all dropped items will belong to the studio. How about that?" Xiaoyun asked.
"No problem, don't say it once, I will do it ten times!"
Xiaoyun was stunned and murmured: "You said this yourself..."
"Of course!" Someone's chest was beating loudly.
(Half a month later, when someone was complaining about playing the same copy for three consecutive days, he realized how wrong he was today)
The screen pulled back, and Haoran was lying on the hospital bed. In the position he thought was the most comfortable, he connected to the Wuji platform through the helmet.
"Ding, the newly connected device is being detected, please wait patiently."
"Ding, the iris scan is closed and the ID is locked. You will enter the game in ten seconds."
Immediately afterwards, a ball of white light enveloped Haoran, and he suddenly fell into a confused situation. He could only feel that his body was flying. Scenes of similar game scenes appeared around his body, including tigers with mottled bodies.
A lone wolf with sharp teeth and a giant snake spitting out its core...
When these images disappeared with the dazzling white light, he found himself in a very ornately decorated building. A young male NPC rushed over when he saw him.
"Haoran, where have you been these days? Why did you leave that day without saying goodbye?" His face was full of concern.
"How do you know my name?" Haoran was stunned. He saw a line of blue letters above the NPC's head, Xiao Yuan, deputy director of the auction house.
"Didn't you tell me yourself?" Xiao Yuan was stunned when he heard this. She looked him up and down, and felt that there was nothing unusual, and said, "What's wrong? How about I call you back, Xiao Bai."
"It's okay, you can scream if you want." Haoran felt beads of sweat dripping from his forehead. The scenes he had just experienced were so vivid that he couldn't believe it, and the excited expression of the NPC in front of him when he saw him made him even more excited.
Shocked—Is this the game I was playing as my job a while ago? It’s really amazing.
However, while he was surprised, there seemed to be a voice whispering in his ear: This is how it should be, isn't it?
The moment he came across this idea, Haoran couldn't help but feel excited. He felt it as soon as he entered the game. He might really be able to restore his memory here!
"Haoran, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Yuan saw that he remained silent for a long time, but his facial expression changed again and again, and he couldn't help but speak out again because of worry.
"I'm fine." Haoran came back to his senses and asked: "By the way, why did you just say that I suddenly disappeared from here?"
"Speaking of that day, I was scared to death. One minute you were chatting with me meaningfully, and the next minute you suddenly turned into white light and disappeared from your head." Speaking of what happened that day, Xiao Yuanxin patted her chest with lingering fear and said:
"You should know better than me what happens next, right?"
Haoran said embarrassedly: "I may have been under the amnesia spell since then, and I can't remember many things."
"Amnesia magic?" Madoka repeated, showing a look of relief, and said: "No wonder, but don't worry, even if you lose your memory, the auction items you conduct in our office have clear records, and I will do it alone.
Keep this account and record every incoming and outgoing fund clearly to ensure that your interests will not be harmed."
"Do I still have business here?" Haoran was surprised. This is an auction house. Xiaoyun said that 80% of the funds in Wuji circulate through this place.
"Of course, you are my biggest customer." Xiao Yuan said, turned around and ran to the counter, took out a book, and read out one by one: "The auction ended last Wednesday. You sold 12 pieces of silver equipment and gold equipment.
Five pieces of equipment, three pieces of platinum equipment, water
One piece of crystal equipment. Converted into RMB, after tax, the market value is 1.03 million. Then, according to your instructions, I have used them all to purchase bronze and lower-level equipment, and received a total of 5015 pieces. Here is the bill
, please take a look."
Haoran roughly flipped through the account book and found that only one piece of crystal equipment was sold for a high price of 780,000, which was higher than the total price of several other pieces of equipment. He couldn't help but froze: "How much did this crystal equipment cost?"
?”
"Ahem, 780,000 is a bit low, but it's strange these days. There are obviously fewer people buying equipment than before, and the price can't be raised." Xiao Yuan thought that Haoran was too little, so she explained sheepishly: "To be honest,
, the quality of your equipment, based on the previous price, doubling it is not much."
"Ah?" Haoran was even more surprised. Xiaoyun mentioned before that a sapphire weapon was worth millions of yuan, but it was rare and expensive. He didn't expect crystal weapons to be so powerful.
Xiao Yuan just said that there are not many people buying equipment these days. From what she means, she doesn’t understand why business has been sluggish recently. As an NPC, Xiao Yuan really doesn’t know, but as a player who is in line with reality, Haoran is very
Understand the cause of this matter.
Because of the earthquake in Guangxi some time ago, the state spent a lot of financial and material resources for rescue, and the private sector also spontaneously organized many donations and rescue teams. The whole country shared the same hatred, and most of the energy was spent on rescuing the disaster areas. During this period, online games
It's understandable that the world is cooler than before. What's more, despite the recession, a piece of crystal equipment can still be sold for a high price of 780,000 yuan. You can imagine how popular the scene was in the past!
No wonder he has tens of millions in deposits in his account. This game is like a money printing machine! Haoran shrank his neck and expressed confusion about another thing, asking: "By the way, I sold it at a high price
Equipment, why are you recycling so many low-level equipment?"
"I'm not sure about this," Xiao Yuan said, "I just remember you said at the time that the more you collect, the better, so I exchanged all the money from the auction for white and bronze-level equipment for you."
More than one million yuan was exchanged for a lot of scrap metal? Haoran's eyes almost bulged out. How could this be a commission from himself? Could it be that he had too many good days at that time and wanted to imitate an angry youth?
Xiao Yuan didn't notice that his face was turning green and white, and he just kept talking: "What should I do with the more than 5,000 pieces of equipment now? They are piled up in our auction house and occupy several warehouses. If I put them down, I have to pay a handling fee.
Already."
"Keep it for two more days, and I'll find a way to move it out as soon as possible." Haoran was a little overwhelmed. He had just checked all the function items under the player panel. The package assigned to each player by the system had 300 spaces, although it didn't count.
It's small, but it's obviously unrealistic to move more than 5,000 pieces of equipment.
!With no memory, he would naturally not think of using synthesis to solve all this. He could only think about asking Situ Muyun carefully when he met him later. Since she was so familiar with him and worked in the same studio, she should know something about it.
My purpose in acquiring these equipment at that time.
After leaving the auction house, Haoran walked around the street a few more times. Before he could look at the buildings in the game that seemed familiar but whose specific functions were unknown, many players had already gathered around him.
"Look, it's Kuangsheng Xiaobai!" A female fan shouted in surprise.
