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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!

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Chapter 63: Make a Big Move!_1

"Dad, no. Mr. Lu... This is what happened."

A week later, Yu Xiao specifically flew to the city where Netcom Headquarters were located and started his lament, tearfully denouncing the top player for inflicting a devastating blow to the ecological chain of their B Factory.

He might not have exaggerated the story, but it certainly added fuel to the fire.

After pouring out his grievances, he had thought he could at least arouse some sympathy from Lu Long, the general manager of operations.

But Lu Long, seemingly gentlemanly behind his gold-rimmed glasses, had been looking at a thick psychological novel, "Influence," the whole time, never even bothering to lift his head.

It was as if the chirping before him was just a sparrow outside the window, which would disappear if he ignored it for a moment.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu?" Yu Xiao called out several times more.