"Thank you for the carnival of "Canaan, I will always drop God". There is nothing wrong with Lao Tie 666. Next is the easter egg from the previous issue, a copy of the Kobold Mine."
"I have to say, this game is too hardcore. Look at these pitiful miners, what do you see in their eyes? Despair, grief and anger, powerlessness, fear? Damn it, it's just a look, man.
I’ve already imagined a TV series, you guys..."
"The NPC at the entrance is a common commodity, and the mine copy (1) is the simplest. What can I say, fellows, when Brother Chun and I went in, I was so scared that I almost peed my pants... Haha, of course it's an exaggeration..."
The roommate's room was still broadcasting live all night long. Qiao Shan listened at his door for a while, shook his head, and went to wash up alone.
There was no game time today, and it was rare to log off so early. He was going to tidy himself up, wash his clothes, change into a clean set of bedding, and go to the hospital again to see if the newly hired nurse was doing his or her duty.
Everything in the refrigerator was broken, and there was a musty smell after opening it. There was his and his roommate's. They were kept separately. Qiao Shan threw his own into the trash and looked at his roommate's closed door.
The door was also thrown away.
I went out to take out the garbage, bought a lot of stuff in large and small bags from the supermarket downstairs, refilled the refrigerator, and sat down in a daze.
I really don’t know what to do. Well, apart from games, there are few things in reality that can attract his attention. The number of villages and mines on his bank card exceeds 6 digits, but he still maintains his previous inertia, even the house.
It is also shared with others.
Money, after solving the basic survival problems, seems not as important as imagined.
At this time, his roommate went out to use the bathroom and saw him sitting alone in the living room without turning on the light. He laughed and said, "Did you hang up?"
Qiao Shan nodded.
"I've told you before that level 5 is impossible. You have to be at least level 10 or above and have decent equipment to be sure. Now going through the dungeon is just a waste of time and experience, isn't it?"
Qiao Shan didn't bother to argue with him, so he hummed for a while and ignored him.
The roommate came back from running the water, wiped two wet fingers on the dirty pajamas, opened the refrigerator, and took out a can of beer Qiao Shan bought newly, "By the way, I will move next week.
Let me tell you in advance."
Qiao Shan was so disgusted by his two fingers that she rolled her eyes at him and said, "Have you earned enough money?"
"It's renting instead of buying. How can I earn enough money? Where can I go with this? My goal is a large mansion in the city center. The grade cannot be lower than Tangju Yipin. What about you?"
"I?"
Qiao Shan was a little confused.
"Have you been stimulated by the game? Hey, how are you doing with your bosses?"
"...don't mention it"
"Haha, why don't you come and hang out with me? Instead of trying to please the boss, it's better to manage the fan base well. Fans are good. Those who have money will reward them, and those who don't have money will contribute their popularity and influence. I have more than four million fans.
The live broadcast is watched by more than 100,000 people... When the time comes, if you just accept a few endorsements and promotions, the money will not come rolling in, and you can still sell goods through live broadcasts. Isn't it better than trying to please a few difficult bosses? "
"...Tell me, why do you earn so much money?"
The roommate was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Old man, you don't have a fever, do you?"
"Get out of here"
"It seems that the excitement is not light." The roommate took a sip of beer and said, not sure whether he was laughing at himself or sarcastically: "This kind of problem is not something people like you and I can think about. It is reserved for those who lack nothing.
Go ahead and feel sad. Now you have earned money and your income is guaranteed.
A good standard of living has been ensured. The goals that I worked hard for before have been achieved. It is like climbing to the top of the mountain. I feel that it is good to continue like this. When I see the farther and higher mountains, I don’t want to work hard anymore. I am happy when I am rich.
You want to eat and die and wait for death, right?"
Qiao Shan opened his mouth...
"I am different. I have higher and stronger goals. I want to stand up, I want to be successful, I want others to envy me and be jealous of me, I want those who look down on me to regret, I want to buy a villa, drive a luxury car, and live in the world.
We will hold parties on luxury yachts and invite the most beautiful young models, who are only allowed to wear bikinis. I want to marry the most beautiful wife and give birth to the cutest children. I want to build a big family business and let my children have the same taste.
Born with a golden key, there is no need to envy anyone else..."
With that said, the roommate turned his back and quickly wiped the corners of his eyes, "Old Tie, there is still a long road ahead. Where are you now? If you don't work hard now, you will regret it in the future."
After his roommate left, Qiao Shan thought for a while, then suddenly slapped himself, stood up energetically, and went to the hospital.
As expected, the carer he hired was not so conscientious. He slept like a dead pig on the bed alone at night, and snored. His wife was so noisy that she couldn't sleep, and she had to get up to get water by herself.
"Don't blame me. It's not easy to be a mother of three children without a man. I didn't wake her up. It was just a matter of a few steps."
"...I'll definitely open it for you next time!"
"Thank you boss, thank you boss, I won't do it next time, I won't do it again"
He lost his temper and woke up the patients in the next ward.
"Binbin, is your game really that profitable? I saw some corruption cases on the TV news. One helmet was sold for millions. How much did your helmet cost?"
Sitting next to the hospital bed, Qiao Shan was peeling an apple when his mother suddenly asked him such a question.
"Well...mine is 98 yuan."
"...9,98? Don't lie to me."
"Believe it or not"
"Um...Binbin, how much money can you earn in a month?"
Qiao Shan knew his mother too well and said, "Want to send money to that gambler again? Don't even think about it!"
"But...but, he said that if he doesn't pay back the money, he will chop off his hand. After all, he is your father..."
A burst of anger rushed straight to Qiao Shan's head. He stood up with a roar, smashed the half-cut apple on the ground and broke it into pieces, "I told you to call the police, but you didn't listen... I relied on myself when I was 9 years old.
, whoever cared about me...if I don’t have money, go to hell!"
On the way back, he calmed down and weakly pulled down the brim of his hat to cover his tired face.
"Old man, there is still a long road ahead. Where have you been? If you don't work hard now, you will regret it in the future."
The words of his roommate echoed in his ears again, and he said to himself in his heart, Qiao Shan, Qiao Shan, are you drifting or not? What does this setback mean to you?
He cheered up, and when he got back, he immediately privately chatted with the boss who kicked him out of the group.
The boss was the blond little plum. After he knelt down and licked her with great care, the person he finally licked responded to his message.
"...I've been having some trouble lately. It's easy to talk about things in the game. Get some good equipment and figure out how to pass the level later...Anyway, please keep in touch."
Trouble, what trouble?
The unfinished meaning of the boss's words made him a little unsure.
"Watch the news"
Qiao Shan quickly turned on the computer. The front page headline of Penguin Push was: "A senior executive of Canaan Company was criminally detained at 9:15 tonight. The executive was suspected of reselling Canaan gaming helmets and illegally made hundreds of millions of dollars."
Why does this matter still have something to do with the boss?
Didn't you say nothing was found?
Canaan Company released 1,000 new helmets, and the lottery ceremony was vigorous. It claimed to be supervised by the entire network, and the media broadcast the entire process. It was like an elective course. It was almost fine, so why did such a big news break out again?
