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Chapter 5 Meng's Mercenary Group (1)

It is absolutely unpleasant to feel life is not under your control, and human hearts are never enough.

Ling Chen was glad that he could hit less than one percent of the chance. After passing through time and space, he projected his consciousness back to the 21st century. Now he was worried that his consciousness might disappear due to an insignificant accident at any time.

Maybe a temporary inspection in the computer room may cause him to disappear, or maybe a human power outage will cause his life that he finally reborn will disappear.

"You don't seem to be afraid, nor are you worried? A Tu," Ling Chen asked with some dissatisfaction.

Despite his experience for a thousand years, this only allows him to calmly accept everything he has now and deal with it. It does not mean that his mentality will not fluctuate. After all, he is a human and not a machine. When he looked at A Tu on the side, the latter was playing with a cat with interest.

I saw it rolling around, making the cat dizzy. It stretched out its claws from time to time to fix the ball, but it was always a little bit short.

"Of course I'm scared, I'm just used to it. Do you know that when I was born with consciousness, I was always worried about encountering such a failure. It was not until one day that I realized that with the technology at that time, my worries were just nothing more than just worrying about it. There would be no power outage accidents, and no one would dismantle my equipment system. This process was a hundred years, and now it's just a repeat of the process at that time."

"We can only be mentally prepared for things that we cannot control, and with some preparatory measures, in addition, the concerns in our hearts are unnecessary and useless. Of course, I am not a human being, and I am not as controlled by as many hormones as you, so this problem may be much lighter."

A Tu rolled another circle, and the cat became impatient, jumped away, climbed onto a tree, and stared at it.

"I don't have hormone effects now, it's just a human habit of thinking. Take your time. I believe that I won't die in these boring accidents," Ling Chen also left his worries and made himself feel relaxed when he heard A Tu's comfort.

"Well, that's it. Yes, you should have another self in this era, right? I remember you said that you should be 25 years old during this era."

"Yes, but there are more than 6 billion people on the earth. The probability of one-percent success of the shuttle is multiplied by one-percent of the 6 billion. I don't believe that I can have that luck. As for why I didn't just occupy the consciousness of another person, it was probably because it was related to my own unique mental fluctuations. If I couldn't touch my brain, my consciousness would not be able to occupy it."

"Then it's troublesome. Although it's not difficult to find where your body is now, it's very difficult to find him here and have direct contact with you."

"This is not a difficult problem. The real difficulty is how to make me dominate after I touch my own body, rather than the consciousness of this era."

"Forget it, let's leave this problem to consider later. Let's solve the problem of survival first." Both of them were highly rational guys and quickly ended this topic that was not helpful to the current dilemma.

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He Shaoqian had already made up his mind to terminate the game agency agreement and not publish his own game on the "Qiwan" game platform, which would save a share and advertising expenses. It was also because his game R&D company was not famous and the game was newly released. When it was released on the market, many strict terms were signed. If it were the developers of popular games, how could they have to pay subsidies like him?

This is the value of users and channels. He also knows that he does not blame others, he can only be bad luck.

However, if the remaining 3,000 users still need to maintain, the user login portal must be reset. Fortunately, the company website must have some, and it is not a problem to carry 3,000 visitors. Moreover, the game server I bought before now only needs to pay the hosting fee for the computer room every month. Except for changing the login portal, it has no impact on players.

In fact, as the number of players decreased, the proxy platform gradually turned off other server groups. The rest was that his own server was still running, but the current cost was just from the platform.

The so-called threat is actually just a login portal and user traffic, and you can no longer enjoy it. As for the fees owed in the early stage, you can delay it even if you find some reasons.

After really thinking it through, He Shaoqian breathed a sigh of relief, not as terrible as he imagined.

After the promotion of this game platform is lacking, it can be imagined that no matter how good the game is updated, there will be no increase in players. Basically, it can be determined that the game is dead and can only be operated as a game community for enthusiasts.

"It's time to withdraw. I'm not the company's information. I'm clear about bankruptcy. However, that server cannot be liquidated. It stores all player information and many important game information." He Shaoqian leaned on the back of the chair and said to himself.

The game operation failed, and in the end he could only operate it for free like the games maintained by many individual players, and occasionally rely on donations from enthusiastic players to pay for server hosting fees and other fees. This should be the final outcome of his entrepreneurship, just like many people.

After thinking it through, He Shaoqian felt much more relieved. He leaned on the back of the chair, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

He soon had a dream. In the dream, his game began to sell well, and many local tyrants flocked in, and many spent money. He drove into Mercedes-Benz and was equipped with a beautiful secretary. Venture capital was no longer Mr. He, but Mr. He.

When he woke up, He Shaoqian looked at the time and slept for almost 3 hours without realizing it. When he opened his eyes, he shook his mouse casually to wake up the computer and continue working.

In the remaining week, He Shaoqian sorted out company information and prepared for bankruptcy liquidation.

That weekend, of course he continued to work. Suddenly an email prompt popped up. When he saw the sender, he was the former "Qiwan" game platform and his contact person.

"Mr. He, the turnover has been good these days, and there has been a recharge peak. The number of rechargers in a week is 124, with a total amount of more than 150,000. In this way, some promotional expenses in the previous few months can be settled, so I won't call you the share at the end of this month. I hope you understand."

He Shaoqian was stunned. According to the contract, he owed the game agent more than 100,000 yuan in fees. If it is said too much, it is not much. However, this platform is not famous, and it is only maintained by more than 100,000 player users. Therefore, if these fees are owed, the other party is unwilling to continue to act on the game. After all, the traffic is limited, so it means that other games will be less divided.

There is nothing wrong with the other party's approach. In order to avoid risks, they first deduct the expenses, rather than share the money every month according to the contract, and then repay the previous expenses in installments.

However, it was a bit surprising to him that there was such a high recharge amount. The total recharge amount in 24 hours exceeded 150,000, which is not a small amount. Many very popular web games only earn hundreds of thousands of dollars a month. Of course, he knew that this was a peak, and there might not be so many recharges in the next ten days, and it would be normal not to make a penny.

He thought about it and quickly logged in to the game background. Although recharge was a recharge channel for agents, he could of course see it on his game server, because after all, players still had to convert money into gold coins in the game to buy props in the mall.

New redeemed gold coins: 16.326300 pieces. Exchange rate: 1 yuan = 100 gold coins.

A record proved that the email was not joking with him. He Shaoqian suddenly waved his fist, stood up, and then walked back and forth a few steps.

"It's great. Although I don't know what's going on, maybe some players were moved by me before, but they finally didn't have to go bankrupt and settle the company. Now, as long as I withdraw my office, I can find a part-time job to maintain it. I'm sorry, Xie Yao." Thinking of that ordinary and despicable girl, He Shaoqian still feels guilty. The so-called guilt is nothing else. To put it bluntly, if the other party is more beautiful, he will fall in love with the other party. But then again, how could he suffer with him? He often stayed up late to work overtime, issued game patches, updates, and had to work part-time customer service, enduring the abuse of many players in the game community.

He Shaoqian started to think heartlessly, but his eyes were watching the game records through the background without blinking. To be honest, he didn't really believe in his previous judgment. It was unlikely that a game would really arouse the sympathy of many people. After all, it was not a matter of life or death.

There are many IDs for recharge, but it is obvious that he has some impressions. He basically recharged a lot when this game was popular in the past. He rushed in at least 5,000 yuan, and at most tens of thousands. Now the gold coins they exchanged are exchanged for at least 1 million gold coins, and at most more than 3 million yuan.

He found an ID called "Iron Paladin" and checked it. The other party exchanged two million gold coins, which was basically used to build castle defense and restore the castle. There were 500,000 gold coins for purchasing a wanted order.

Seeing this, his eyes lit up and he probably understood something.

He then found out the recharge records of several other people, which were basically similar to the consumption.

He tirelessly read out the detailed records of these days and found that a player called "Cute Mercenary Group" had a new mercenary group that was very active this week and attacked many people.

What made him a little puzzled was that those who were attacked were just these players who were able to recharge. Perhaps it was a coincidence, or the mercenary group had investigated. After all, the castles of players who had rushed through the value were all special signs and easy to identify, and this was also for the purpose of letting players show off.
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