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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 · Urbain
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Chapter 119: Redemption Across Time! Are You Afraid of God? No, I'm Afraid of You. _3

When Elizabeth's eyes shifted slightly as she looked at Booker,

opposing soldiers were continuously pouring into the Hero Hall, which was like a maze.

There was no time for the two of them to chat in detail, as Booker and Elizabeth were caught up in a fierce battle.

However, during combat, players would find that General Slate was not invincible.

Or rather, he and Comstock were not of the same mind.

From the phonographs gathered everywhere, it was not difficult to discover his profound disdain for Prophet Comstock at heart.

He claimed Comstock had usurped the honor that rightly belonged to The Seventh Legion.

And he attributed all the credit to himself, gaining considerable public prestige, which provided the opportunity for him to rule Sky City independently as the Prophet.

"No wonder, when Booker entered the door earlier, he cursed in confusion at the sight of that statue."

"Turns out he attributed others' merits to himself," Dai muttered softly.