"Pick up [Qingyunmen Luck +2000] transparent fragment*1 (1/1). The number of fragments is full and can be used directly."
Oops, this luck increase is a lot. Before, there was only an increase of 5,500, but now it starts from 2,000?
It just so happened that all his luck had been used up, and it looked like he could start saving again.
After exiting the dungeon, Jiang Siming returned to the strength of the God Transformation Stage, which was very fulfilling.
Unlike in the dungeon, it was too insecure to have such little strength, and he had to hide away from even Cangsong.
But Jiang Siming has no regrets. The greater the difficulty, the more fragments there will be. As long as there are fragments to pick up and it does not threaten his own life, then feel free to do it boldly.
When I came out of the bedroom, I didn't expect that it was already night.
That's right, he entered the copy at night and stayed there for two months, but it didn't last more than a full day.
Fortunately, his wives didn't disturb him, after all, Jiang Siming often slept for a long time.
However, Jiang Siming got up too late, dinner was already finished at home, and most of the wives seemed to have gone back to their rooms.
Only two tables of wives who were addicted to mahjong were still playing cards in the mahjong hall. In front of the TV in the living room, there were Xinyi, Zhirou, Bing and Huowu watching TV with little Luoyu.
It’s still Peppa Pig.
The little one was sitting on the comfortable carpet, watching cartoons very seriously, with four mothers accompanying her. It would be no exaggeration to say that she has thousands of pamperings in her body.
Little Luoyu watched the cartoons without making any noise. Even when Xinyi and the others were chatting, she would not be distracted. She was well-behaved and easy to take care of.
Xiao Luoyu, who was watching TV, seemed to feel something. When she looked back, Jiang Siming was standing behind her.
"Dad~" Xiao Luoyu decisively abandoned the TV, smiled happily, turned around and reached out to Jiang Siming.
Jiang Siming smiled and bent down to pick her up, and gave her little face a peck: "Dad is here."
Little Luoyu smiled even brighter and hugged Jiang Siming's neck with her arms and legs like a little raccoon.
Jiang Siming hugged her and sat on the carpet. He held his girl in his arms and watched cartoons with her.
Maybe it was because little Luoyu didn't eat at dinner and she felt hungry after seeing her father.
The little guy actually started looking for food on Jiang Siming's chest.
Jiang Siming was only wearing a nightgown, which could be easily opened inside.
With a small hand, Xiao Luoyu took off Jiang Siming's clothes and began to peck and suck on his chest.
The movements are self-taught and quite skillful.
But after sucking for a long time, the little guy found that he seemed to have nothing to eat.
Jiang Siming suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, and said: "Dad doesn't have food rations, silly daughter."
After saying that, he quickly hugged his favorite.
Xinyi and the others were so happy that they collapsed on the carpet laughing and couldn't get up for a long time.
After a long while, Xinyi smiled and turned red, took her daughter over and fed her.
"It's better for you as a father to help. She doesn't even know she's hungry when she's watching cartoons, so she won't eat even if I ask her to." Xinyi said with a smile.
Zhirou said jokingly: "I think dad's food is more fragrant. From now on, I might as well let dad feed me. I'll let dad think of a way to promote lactation for me."
Phew, hahaha...
The girls couldn't stop laughing, and even the ice beauty couldn't help laughing.
Only Jiang Siming blushed, then cast a bad look at them and said: "Aren't all my grains eaten by you? I can only provide them to you."
Whoosh!
The four girls couldn't laugh anymore, their faces turned red, and they all spat at Jiang Siming, "You stinking scoundrel!"
Jiang Siming chuckled, smiling proudly like a winner, then stood up and said: "My daughter ate my 'ration'. Alas, it seems that I have no ration to eat tonight, so I'd better go to the kitchen to find something to eat."
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This time only Xinyi blushed and buried her head in Xiao Luoyu's belly.
Brother Smelly, you are shameless. This is obviously your daughter’s ration. What do you call your ration?
Jiang Siming made a bowl of noodles in the kitchen and carried it into the mahjong hall.
Those still fighting in the mahjong hall at this time are of course the wives at home who love to play mahjong.
Zhao Xuan, Ying Zi, Qian Yi and Jiang Lan were at the same table;
Liang Tian, Jenna, Shi Yuan and Yiyi were at the same table.
The eight of us are old friends. If we don’t like to play games, we just like to play mahjong.
Jiang Siming also fully supports it. The wives at home all have different hobbies.
Those who love to play games, those who love sports, those who love to practice, and those who love reading books, etc.
Jiang Siming was slurping noodles while circling behind them, feeding them a few bites from time to time, acting as a feeder.
"By the way, why do all the other concubines go to bed so early today?"
Jiang Siming was still a little puzzled. He didn't seem to fall asleep so quickly usually.
Qian Yi smiled and said: "We are all waiting for the public beta of the game you created. It's twelve o'clock today. You won't forget to sleep, right?"
Jiang Siming's sullen movements stopped on the spot, blinked, and suddenly woke up.
Yes, I'll count the days. It's twelve o'clock tonight, exactly seven days later.
[Holographic Jedi] Open beta day!
How could he forget this?
"Then I have to finish eating quickly and go wait." Jiang Siming checked the time. It was now half past ten, so there was still time.
Huchihu~
After finishing the remaining noodles in a few mouthfuls, Jiang Siming tossed the bowl and the soup, bowls and chopsticks floated steadily towards the kitchen.
The soup went into the trash can, and the dishes fell smoothly into the sink.
Wives are not surprised, they also like to do this now... Cultivation master, you think this is a joke, hehe~
Jiang Siming wiped his mouth with a tissue, got another bottle of happy water, and immediately flew back to the study.
He decided to live stream the game in his study. Of course, he didn't have to sit down, he could just lie down on a chair and play it.
By the way, Jiang Siming asked Nuwa how the game was selling.
When asked, Jiang Siming was overjoyed. In the past seven days, "Holographic Jedi" sold a total of about 12 million copies.
At zero cost and excluding taxes, Jiang Siming made more than 30 billion by selling game rings.
This is just for selling game qualifications, and it is only sold in the Chinese region.
And most of the players who want to play the game haven't actually done it yet. They are mainly afraid that the game is not as fun as advertised, and they will lose 3,000 yuan by then.
So many people are still waiting and waiting for the public beta before making a decision.
This can sell more than 10 million copies, which is actually far beyond Jiang Siming's imagination.
Even if fewer players buy the game when it is released for public testing, Jiang Siming still has many ways to make money from the game.
Foreign markets, game skins, game advertising, game broadcasts, game draws, etc.
If Boss Ma gives a demonstration, Jiang Siming can follow his example and that's it.
There is only one principle that Jiang Siming can adhere to, and that is not to destroy the balance of the game because of making money, then it will be fine.
The biggest fear in a competitive game is destroying the balance of the game.
CrossFire is the best example. As soon as the hero weapon was released, countless players were discouraged.
Originally, you said it would be fine if you made some skins, but you made skins and also modified the damage of guns. The more expensive the guns, the higher the damage. Who the hell can stand it?
After all, this is a gun game, and now "Holographic Jedi" is the same.
No matter how stupid Jiang Siming is, he can never destroy the balance.