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I Just Want Players to Save Money, They Insist on Giving Me!

Ke Jin transmigrated into an era where gaming was in utter chaos. Everyone here deeply believed in the notion of buying happiness with money, as game companies ran wild with various schemes to trick and force players to spend. As a game enthusiast from his past life, Ke Jin felt like he was in a world without sunlight. Luckily, he obtained the Free Game Production System! Players could get the ultimate reward of the "Complete Collection of All Game Design Schemes" without spending a single cent! Not spending money? How hard could that be? Heap on the benefits! Give away 50 consecutive draws during the summer heatwave! Give away 100 draws on the second day after the server opens! Due to the game reaching 50 daily active users, we are issuing a cool skin set originally priced at 999! The planner's niece just turned 17 years and three months plus 7 days old, so we're giving away 50,000 crystals! My sincerity is almost flooding the players. Surely nobody will spend now, right? Secretary: Mr. Ke, good news! Our newly launched game has just reached over a hundred million in daily transaction volume on its first day! Ke Jin: Huh? How is that good news... No, what about the other game? The one where we give full 100-99 discount vouchers upon starting, isn't its sales terrible? Looking puzzled, the secretary said while anticipating the boss's reaction: They've been shouting things like 'what a conscientious company' and 'if we don't spend, they'll go bankrupt,' so they just topped up. That game sold a whopping one hundred million copies globally. Congratulations on making a billion! "......" At 3:30 a.m., lying in bed, Ke Jin was wide awake, unable to sleep. He posted a status: Please, I beg you, stop spending. You guys are really making it hard for me... Player: Understood, Mr. Ke is hinting life is hard, brothers, let's step up! Charge it!

Chen Tang Resting on the Moon · Urban
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803 Chs

Chapter 171: We Don't Sell Cartridges, We're Just Cartridge Movers!_4

So, Ma Yang got up bright and early, heading to his little shop as soon as he could.

To his surprise,

there were already customers waiting outside before he even opened the doors.

It was one of the two kids from the first pair of customers yesterday.

What's more, he came with his dad in tow.

"This kid, just kept nagging me last night to bring him here today to play."

"I had no choice, his grades from the monthly test were good, so I indulged him,"

a middle-aged man said to Ma Yang with a smile.

However, Ma Yang sharply sensed something.

This father, despite saying he was indulging his child,

looked at Ma Yang with a certain wariness in his eyes.

Ma Yang could understand the parental instinct to be cautious.

After all, nobody would dare to let their child linger too long in a strange environment, let alone in a game store.

Though with the advancement of time, the new generation of parents were no longer as fearful about video games as the old generation.