Moreover, as more and more players went to Xiyun Mansion, the game team made fine adjustments to the mechanism of "random suicide birthplace".
Although the game side cannot interfere with "Homeward Bound" itself, the player's mechanism can be adjusted.
When the number of players in an area exceeds the threshold, and you want to randomly go to that area, the difficulty will increase significantly, or even equal to zero.
The change in this mechanism has made many players very angry, especially the leopard-headed players.
Because after the method of suicide and reincarnation expires, if they want to go to Xiyun Mansion again, they can only top up money in exchange for game coins and take the expensive Lingyun Flying Boat.
When the motorcade arrived at the stage, Zuo Chongming just showed up.
The heads of forces from all sides who had already arrived all stood up to salute: "See the Champion."
"No gift."
Zuo Chongming looked around, scanning the dark crowd of heads, and sighed to himself: "There are more and more leeks."
His squeeze of value from players has never stopped.
Internal beta players such as Chen Tianlong took great pains to brush up Baal's cultivation and fill him with Demonic Yuan Dan.
Less powerful players spend time in the mercenary guild every day, contributing to the peace of Xiyun Mansion.
A large number of life players were sent to various construction sites and departments to work, and the remuneration they received was pitiful.
Despite this, the players are still happy and full of energy, and they still think Zuo Chongming is a good person.
Because from their perspective, just by doing the work while the AI is idle, not only can they get paid, but they can also increase the reputation of the camp, which is simply a pleasure.
Quite literally.
The players have made great contributions to the fact that Xiyun Mansion can recover so quickly and become so safe.
It's a pity that in the eyes of the people, all this is due to Zuo Chongming's good governance and has nothing to do with the players.
Having said that, since Zuo Chongming showed up, of course he had to make a speech.
As a former head of a studio, he was very comfortable talking about situations like this.
"The success of Xiyun Mansion today is all due to your hard work."
"The people's lives are getting better and better, thanks to you slaying demons."
"This credit does not belong to me, but to everyone..."
While speaking, Zuo Chongming's thoughts moved slightly.
The players in the field immediately received a prompt-Zuo Chongming’s affection for you 1 1 1…….
Damn it?
Is there any benefit to this?
It turns out that what Zuo Chongming said was not mere rhetoric, but real gratitude?
When the players looked at the prompt information, they felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment.
"Ouch..."
"Lord Zuo is mighty."
"Zuo Zuo, I want to give birth to a child for you..."
"I am willing to go through fire and water for you, no matter what!"
"Master Zuo is awesome."
After a brief silence, an ear-piercing roar suddenly erupted from the venue.
The rolling sound waves went straight into the clouds and hovered in the sky for a long time.
Such a shocking scene made the leaders of various forces on the stage speechless.
Especially the people from the aristocratic family, the expressions on their faces were quite unnatural. They knew that Zuo Chongming had high prestige, but they never imagined that he could reach this level.
They are also families that have been rooted in Xiyun Mansion for decades, or even hundreds of years, but they are far from the terrifying prestige of Zuo Chongming.
Zuo Chongming's speech did not last long.
He quickly handed over the right to speak to the host, turned around and came to the stage, taking the first place without hesitation.
"Everyone."
He raised his glass and said: "Everyone is busy with work, so it's a great honor for you to take the time to come here, so the red tape will be avoided. Drink, drink."
"Master Hou is too modest."
"Drink together."
Of course, everyone would not show off to him and just toasted to drink with a smile.
Everyone said something to each other, and with other people's deliberate pandering, the atmosphere quickly became lively.
"Master Hou."
Qi Siyu, the leader of the Litian Sword Sect, asked curiously: "I heard a few days ago that you dispatched a large number of flying boats to fly to the far west?"
When everyone heard this question, they couldn't help but raise their eyebrows, deliberately lowered the sound of each other's communication, raised their ears and began to eavesdrop.
There is no airtight wall in the world. They have all asked about this matter and probably know something about it.
Although they didn't understand the details, they knew that Zuo Chongming seemed to have united with the monks in the far west to retaliate against the southern wilderness.
The far west is not close to Xiyun Mansion, so Zuo Chongming mobilized a large number of flying boats to go there.
Correspondingly, several routes that were originally controlled by Zuo Chongming and had been envied by various forces for a long time were naturally freed up.
This is also the second reason why the leaders of various forces condescend to attend the Dragon Gate event, besides recruiting disciples.
They don't care whether there is a war or not.
They are concerned about these routes.
Zuo Chongming sighed: "Yes, before March comes, war is bound to start."
"The Lord Marquis has planned a strategy to win a thousand miles, and he will definitely win a complete victory."
Everyone was very discerning. They all raised their glasses in agreement, wore their tall hats with a click, and listened to the words in baskets.
Zuo Chongming cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your kind words."
Qi Siyu said with a smile: "Speaking of which, I heard from my disciples a few days ago that due to the decrease in the number of flying boats, many guests are quite resentful."
Zuo Chongming's face changed slightly, and he said lightly: "It's okay, let them be patient for now, and they can recover after the war is over."
"..."
Qi Siyu's mouth twitched, secretly scolding this bitch for pretending to be stupid.
Who here couldn't hear Zuo Chongming's perfunctory tone?
This guy would rather leave the route empty than hand it over. What a selfish bastard!
Someone suggested: "Master Marquis, based on what I have seen, why not think about the people first and transfer the airships on the unpopular routes to these few routes for emergency response."
Zuo Chongming frowned and asked, "Are there any unpopular routes now?"
This person couldn't help but be stunned, his expression looked a little embarrassed.
There are too many players, they are running around everywhere, there are some unpopular routes, only popular ones and very popular ones.
"besides……"
Zuo Chongming pretended to be impatient and added: "The construction plant has been expanded and manpower has been recruited. The manufacturing speed has been significantly improved."
"It won't be too long before the newly built spaceships will leave the factory and can be filled into these routes. Why bother?"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone had different expressions.
Zuo Chongming's words sound nice, but in reality, I am afraid that once the flying boat is built, it will be used in war.
After all, the more flying boats there are, the faster and more monks can be transported, the faster the combat power is replenished, and the stronger the offensive against the barbarians.
Even a novice who doesn’t know how to fight knows that fierce fighting is detrimental to the development of people’s livelihood.
Zuo Chongming will definitely not let the war last too long, and the sooner it ends, the better.
The reason why he said this was that he did not want to hand over those routes and let others share the profits.
"I understand what you mean."
Zuo Chongming said impatiently: "But the route is decided by everyone through discussion. A single move can affect the whole body. At such a critical moment, we must not move it."
"Um?"
Everyone is a thousand-year-old fox, and they immediately grasped the flaw in the words.
Since the route cannot be moved, what if they have a new spaceship?
Thinking of this, everyone's eyes couldn't help but light up.
Zuo Chongming's face changed slightly, as if he realized that he had made a mistake, and he quickly said: "Don't discuss this matter anymore, or..."
Qi Siyu suddenly interrupted him and said in a deep voice: "Master Hou, the Litian Sword Sect wants to purchase another flying boat."
"You... are currently focusing on war, and the flying boat will not be sold to outsiders for the time being."
Zuo Chongming's eyes were filled with anger, and he said sarcastically: "Besides, even if I sell you, will you still have money to buy another flying boat from Tianjian Sect?"
Seeing this, Qi Siyu felt determined and deliberately provoked: "Listen to what Mr. Hou means, if I, the Litian Sword Sect, can come up with the money, will you be willing to sell it?"
Zuo Zhongming's face turned completely cold and he sneered mercilessly: "Only if you can afford it."
A man next to him stood up and said with a smile: "Of course Master Qi cannot afford a second flying boat, but I, the Sunset Sect, are willing to pay half the price."
When the others heard this, they were immediately shocked.
Yes, why did they forget that Feizhou can also raise funds to purchase it.
Although one family cannot afford it, they can find more allies to join forces. As long as they occupy the route, they still worry about not being able to get their money back?
For a moment, everyone's eyes couldn't help but flicker, and they began to secretly transmit messages.
Not only are there movements in these sects, but also the heads of many aristocratic families can't help but have the idea of 'taking a piece of the pie'.
They are so greedy for Feizhou's huge profits.
Even on the most unpopular routes, you can earn hundreds of thousands of taels of silver every day. Even if you exclude maintenance fees and power fees, you can make a net profit of one or two hundred thousand.
If you compare it with the selling price of the flying boat, you can make back your investment in more than a year.
This is still the most unpopular route, and the ones Zuo Chongming has in his hands will only be more exaggerated than this!!
Snapped!
Zuo Chongming pressed his wine glass heavily on the table and stared at them coldly: "Interesting, are you guys going to get together and rebel?"
An Yunmiao, the leader of the Huanyue Sect, raised the corners of his lips: "Why is the Marquis so angry? Everyone is thinking about the development of Xiyun Mansion and the people of Li."
"Yes, Lord Marquis, if this matter spreads today, the people will treat you...it will be detrimental to your prestige."
"We also want to help. In the future, if the Marquis just says a word, we will return the route."
"That's right..."
When everyone saw the leader, they all spoke up to follow him.
"What if I don't allow it?"
"The Marquis also said that war is about to break out. Aren't you worried about a fire in the backyard?"
"Are you threatening me?"
"It's just a fact."
"Hehe, hehe..."
Zuo Chongming laughed angrily, the murderous intent in his eyes was extremely fierce, and the veins on the hand holding the wine glass were bulging, as if he was extremely angry.
But now that everyone had the courage, they did not dodge or avoid this at all. They stood on the same front as one and looked at each other silently.
For a while.
An Yunmiao moved lightly to Zuo Chongming's side and pressed his shoulder affectionately: "We are all a family after all, so don't make it too awkward."
"Master Marquis, in the opinion of the Yinu family, why don't we each take a step back and let us run these routes for now, but how about sharing 10% of your net profit?"
Zuo Chongming closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "Fifty percent."
He also gradually calmed down, knowing that he could not fall out with these dogs at this juncture, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
Since the route must be taken away, we can only try our best to gain benefits.
An Yunmiao's eyes flashed with color, she leaned on him and said coquettishly: "Master Hou is going too far, is it 15%?"
The corners of Zuo Chongming's eyes twitched, and he gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words: "Thirty percent."
Qi Siyu said in a deep voice: "Twenty percent, at most 20%."
"Two percent? Just two percent."
Zuo Chongming suddenly opened his eyes, and his narrow red phoenix eyes flashed with cold light: "But remember, let's read the songbook while riding a donkey..."
After saying that, he didn't even give them a chance to say anything. He stood up angrily, left the table and walked away.