Chapter 270 Small World

After the two copies of the temple in the lake, everyone dispersed one after another. The members of the studio began to practice the deputy task of receiving the counterpart in the 'deputy office' built in the town according to the method provided by Zhang Mu.

There are still many S and SS-level tasks in the deputy office. According to Zhang Mu's prediction, at least after September, some players will begin to understand that using the life skills cultivated by the deputy office can get twice the result with half the effort. Therefore, before that, all the advanced tasks are selected by you and will never fail.

Of course, Zhang Mu was not idle. He continued to return to the underground tunnel to fight. At the same time, he sent the 'Detective King' to open the map on the big map. Now Zhang Mu's hoarded resources and gold coins are enough for him to build an upgraded dragon riding camp. The only thing missing is the reputation of the wild dragon riding camp. The earlier he builds the dragon riding camp, the stronger his strength will be. Although Zhang Mu has just entered the sixth-level map, he has begun to make plans for the future map.

There is another purpose. Zhang Mu really wants to know what kind of arms will appear when the golden-horned pterosaur and dragon cavalry are combined.

Before rebirth, the 'legendary' arms were looked up to by Zhang Mu, although the surnames of some legendary arms were quite rubbish... A few days passed in a flash.

Everyone is doing three things step by step. First, dig deep and accumulate grain to fully prepare for the upcoming 7-order barracks. Second, the main heroes expand their territory non-stop, occupy resources, and explore treasures. Third, practice life skills with deputy heroes for a moment.

As for Zhang Mu, he is busier than everyone in the studio. To put it better, this is the 'Twelve Studio'. To put it bluntly, it is the 'Good Friends Game Home'. Since the establishment of the studio, he has not made any money for Zhang Mu. Of course, Zhang Mu himself didn't care. However, in order to maintain the bonuses he earned from the national honor activities, he spent a lot of money to buy all kinds of cheap strategies, treasures of life and groceries. With a thick and black face and a mentality of fooling one by one, Zhang Mu bought a large number of fruits, vegetables and grains from the members of the major guilds at an ultra-low price. It can be expected that one month later, if Zhang Mu throws out a large amount of groceries in his hand, he can earn at least 20 to 40 times the price.

The role of food in future battles is too great.

However, in the absence of an official guild at this stage, who knows except Zhang Mu? Players are happy to sell useless grain to Zhang Mu. The grasshopper's legs are also meat, 50 cents per catty of grain, planting 20 catties a day, that is, 10 yuan income, planting 200 catties is 100... (Each field produces 10 catties of grain, referring to apprentice farmers.) If you don't make money, you won't make money!

Not every player is like Zhang Mu, who plays games with no worries about food and clothing. Many of them borrow money from the 'system' to move to the 6 map before even the level 5 camp is built, in order to live a self-reate life one day earlier.

Compared with these online farmers, Wu Lingke, who is sitting on the sofa in the VIP area of the God Club at this time, eating fried dishes and drinking beer at the same time, is much more chic.

As the winner of the Masters Cup, Wu Ling solicited a lot of advertisements for the God Club. He not only made a lot of money, but also added a considerable amount of income for Zhang Mu. Zhang Mu calculated that it was about 80,000 yuan.

Human society is like this. Only the icing on the cake can provide help in the snow.

When Wu Ling saw Zhang Mu coming in, he quickly stood up and shook his arms, swallowed the meat slices in his mouth with difficulty, and said vaguely, "Master~"

Zhang Mu strode in, first smiled at Wu Ling, and then greeted Xiao Qi, who was sitting next to Wu Ling.

"Twelfth Brother! You're here." Xiao Qi gave up his position with a smile on his face and said, "The captain is playing a practice game, and he will come over later."

As soon as Zhang Mu sat down, Wu Ling came over, took out a thick stack of cash and stuffed it into Zhang Mu's hand, and continued to say vaguely, "Well, um, master, this is my filial piety to you. Without you, I wouldn't have had today. Thanks to you for teaching me. I'm full of shortcomings, but I know I'm grateful! The kindness of dripping water will be repaid by the spring!"

Zhang Mu sighed, gently slid his finger across the large bundle of cash on the table, frowned and said, "There must be 100,000 here, right?"

"100,000? Haha, master, you underestimate me! I gave you a full 150,000!" Wu Ling swallowed the food into his stomach and wiped his oily hands and said, "It was only 100,000 yuan, but today, another sponsor came to me. The boss said that this money is just a deposit. As long as I can win the game, there will be an advertisement for me to shoot!"

Zhang Mu was stunned and puzzled.

What is this called? How come the competition of a game is like the rise of a star? And the deposit? Is it the same before rebirth? It's not right. The prize money in the game doesn't seem to be much... Zhang Mu can't be blamed. After all, he devotes all his energy to the hero invincibility and doesn't care too much about the hero's hegemony. At that time, almost every master who could occupy a front-line position in the game of Hero Hegemony had a million. If it comes to making money by violence, it is not much slower than selling a famous player in Hero Invincible.

In fact, the prize money won in the competition is not much, and it can only be counted as a hair. On this point, Zhang Mu was right, but he didn't know that more money came from sponsor investment. Many rich bosses have shifted their attention from film and television stars to more popular online game masters. Originally, they had to invest 500,000 yuan to hire a third-rate star. Now, they can spend 100,000 yuan to hire top online game masters. In contrast, the latter is too good and cheap. And the advertising benefits between the two are almost the same. I watch movies every day, listen to music every day, and play games every day.

As the times continue to progress, more young people begin to worship game masters, which is understandable. After all, not everyone has a RMB-like appearance and a perfect octave voice, so game masters are closer to their lives and easier to be accepted by them.

After listening to Xiao Qi's introduction, Zhang Mu pressed his temple hard and said feebly, "Good boy... You earned it, you earned it."

Wu Ling put his arms around Zhang Mu's shoulder and said loudly, "Master, don't worry, even if I have earned 10 million, of which 5 million is yours!" It's always like this!"

At this time, Lu Jie strode in. After seeing Zhang Mu, he hurriedly said, "Twelfth brother! I haven't seen you for a long time!" Lu Jie's attitude directly followed the first 180-degree turn and held Zhang Mu's hand hard. Half a day later, it was not until Zhang Mu suspected that he had a tendency to be in love with the same surname that he let go of his hands and muttered, "I have wanted to ask you to sign me for a long time!" How did you go so fast last time..."

"I..." As soon as Zhang Mugang opened his mouth, Lu Jie patted himself on the forehead and blamed himself, "Look at my surname, twelfth brother, the battle you fought with the only one is really wonderful! It's so handsome!"

Lu Jie is an outright person, which is very similar to the rogue leader, and he never has anything to say in his heart.

Zhang Mu laughed. After Lu Jie sat down, he said, "Just take advantage of the game maintenance to come and have a look. In a few days, it will be the 'First Heroic World Cup'. Who will participate in the Hand of God Internet Cafe?"

"Our Internet cafe has five places, zero, Xiaoqi, me, and my two team members." Lu Jie said seriously.

"Master, why don't you go with me and help me suppress the array?" Wu Ling said with a smile.

Zhang Mu smiled and said, "I'm afraid I don't have that much time, but if it's in Jinghai City, I can consider it..."

"Yes, the twelfth brother has been to Jinghai to participate in the national honor before. He is not like us. He has never been there except Guangzhou City. Brother Twelfth, why don't you just go with us and travel? It's not good for your health to sit in front of the computer all day long. Xiao Qi actively proposed.

After Zhang Mu stuffed the stack of bills into the leather bag he brought with him, he said, "I'll go back and ask the others. As long as I have plenty of time, I'll go with you." After saying that, Zhang Mu pinched Wu Ling's shoulder with a smile: "You have to work hard and try to get a world champion back."

"That's for sure..."

Just as everyone was talking, a middle-aged woman rushed into the Hand of God Club. The woman's face was pale and pointed to a little fat not far away. The boy, who was about 17 or 8 years old, roared, "You really came here to surf the Internet again!" Come home with me!" While talking, the middle-aged woman had grabbed his ear.

The boy screamed, shook off his mother's hand, and said ansent anger, "What's wrong with me coming out to surf the Internet? I don't like to guard your Little Shiduo (store)!" I'm bored to death! You asked me to buy a computer, but you didn't buy it!"

"Do you still want to buy a computer? After buying a computer, are you still thinking about the store? Don't say anything! Go home!" The woman forcibly pulled the boy out of the Internet cafe.

"Don't, don't! I haven't turned off the game yet! Hey, who is that, little brother K, help me turn off the game... Hey, mom, don't pinch me! It hurts!"

"A piece of barbecue is better than a barbecue. At least the barbecue won't make me angry, and I can still eat it!"

"Who is more handsome than your son? Ah, pinch again!"

The voices of the mother and son gradually faded away and disappeared into the club.

Lu Jie, who sat in the VIP area and witnessed this scene, smiled and said, "The fat panda always doesn't remember his last name. I told him many times to go to a hidden place in the back to surf the Internet. He didn't listen to it. Well, oh, he deserves it."

"Little Brother K? ..." Hearing the name, Zhang Mu stood up and looked at it from a distance. Sure enough, a young man a few years older than the fat panda was bending his head and patting the keyboard.

Zhang Mu walked over quietly, and his eyes stayed on Xiao K's screen for a few seconds.

"Sure enough, it's the architect Xiao K. The world is too small..."

"Hey, little K." Zhang Mu put his hands in his pockets and greeted the ordinary-looking young man in front of him with a smile.

"Haha, long time no see... Hey, who are you? Do we know each other?" Little K was stunned. He was stunned.

"I, the twelve-winged angel, is the 'architect armband' I lent you okay?"

The expression on Xiao K's face was dull in an instant. After a long time, he woke up and exclaimed, "Ah, you are the twelfth brother...!"

(to be continued)