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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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Chapter 145: The Eagle Strikes the Vast Sky, A Thousand Troops and Ten Thousand Horses Avoid the One in White Robes!_3

But not a sound was emitted; neither the soldiers patrolling the ground nor the heavily armored guards at the church entrance noticed anything amiss.

At this moment, Ezio had completed the first phase of his cleansing plan.

Then, raising his arms high, he leaped forth like a diver plunging vertically from the roof, landing straight into a pile of hay below.

The instant he hit the hay, Ezio stretched out a hand from within the pile and swiftly pulled the ground soldier who was guarding beside the haystack into it.

A crisp 'snap' resounded as another one was dealt with!

Emerging from the hay, Ezio dusted off the hay on his clothes, pulled his hat brim low, and blended into the crowd on the street, inconspicuously following the slow-moving throng towards the church's grand entrance.

After a glance at the two soldiers stationed there, Ezio's gaze moved to a few provocatively dressed and flamboyantly walking prostitutes not far away.