I Just Want Players to Save Money, They Insist on Giving Me!
Chapter 338 - 125: Firecrackers Announce the End of the Year, Colleagues Help Me Unfold Grand Plans! _6

Chapter 338: Chapter 125: Firecrackers Announce the End of the Year, Colleagues Help Me Unfold Grand Plans! _6

Ke Jin was actually planning to refuse.

Your Netcom created this mess.

Moreover, I have every reason to suspect that your previous game "See the Sun Again" copied "Pubg" extensively.

Now that you’ve run into trouble, what does it have to do with me as the top player?

If you go under, won’t we as top players earn even more?

But then he thought again.

Wait a minute!

Netcom can’t go under yet!

Not right now, at least.

No matter how despicable it appears in the eyes of the players, no matter how much it likes to incite class conflicts between the poor brothers and the rich tycoons.

It’s still one of the big three in the gaming industry after all.

It would shield me from the majority of players.

Yes, Ke Jin doesn’t want too large a player base for the time being.

Imagine if Netcom went down.

The gaming world would face a massive influx of gaming refugees.

What proportion of these displaced players would go where?

If they also play Tengjing or Silver Brilliance games, that’s one thing.

But what if they only played Netcom’s games?

At that point, whether it’s Tengjing’s, Silver Brilliance’s, or games under the top player’s banner,

it’s all new to them.

Since it’s all new,

both the learning and investment costs start from scratch.

At this time, the high-quality game experience offered by top players would have unrivaled appeal!

Not to mention more,

even if only 20% of Netcom’s carcass is devoured, the top player would quickly balloon into a 200-pound pig!

Then, having a tail that is too big to drop would become a painful issue for Ke Jin.

Just think, with millions of gamer fans, if you release a game that appeals to just 20 to 30% of them, that’s nearly a million people.

And then throw in a handful of tycoons, and you’re probably looking at tens or even hundreds of millions in revenue.

At this point, Ke Jin would find himself in an awkward situation.

If you let go and make a lot of money,

you might be seen by Brother Tong Zi’s backers as deliberately disrupting the mission order.

Then it would be hard for me to explain, and Brother Tong Zi would also have a hard time explaining.

After all, when the system was first given out, it was clearly written in black and white, "Free System".

Even though Ke Jin’s efforts have led to upgrades and significantly raised the ceiling,

its original purpose was definitely not to let me make a fortune.

Otherwise, why not just give away an ultimate gift bundle from the start and be done with it?

Just like Tang Sanzang, who was initially the designated successor within the Buddha’s faction but still had to undergo eighty-one trials, transform through his experiences, and be reborn.

And if I don’t take advantage of this opportunity, given my skyrocketing fan base, I’d forever lose out on the ultimate gift package.

The ultimate gift package is a delicate matter.

It gives Ke Jin the feeling of being someone who is supposed to work in the service industry while also trying to erect a landmark building.

It’s tantalizingly seductive but refuses to commit.

You’d say it’s useless,

but it’s like the carrot in front of the mule, objectively existing.

You’d say it’s useful,

yet it’s like a socialite’s circle of friends, ethereal and magical.

It’s like you’re capable of earning 100,000 now, but you certainly wouldn’t refuse another 10 million that comes as a free gift.

Even though you can’t get it right now, it always seems within reach.

But one day, if that free million-dollar gift pack suddenly disappeared,

you’d still feel uneasy, like the feeling of a duck that was almost in your mouth flying away.

Tsk, numb!

It just goes to show that the bastard who developed the system really grasped human nature tightly.

While all these thoughts were coursing through Ke Jin’s mind.

Jia Kuigan, seeing that Ke Jin had not refused after a long time, felt there was a chance and added another explanation.

"Designer Ke, here’s the thing, if you agree to join, the game we develop together, I plan to first launch it in the Korean Netcom division to test the real public response. If the feedback is decent, we’ll bring it back to our country. What do you think?"

Jia Kuigan honestly disclosed the most critical issue first.

And his idea was not wrong at all.

Netcom is now in the eye of the storm.

It’s like a poor student, even if they do something good occasionally, classmates won’t believe it and will instead be all sarcastic and snidey.

Netcom is in the same boat, even if it turned out a golden lump now, the angry netizens would still scrutinize it with a magnifying glass.

That’s why they decided to launch in Korea first to test the quality. There are always gamers who play games seriously, and by getting feedback from them, they can then judge the game’s quality. If the response is good, then when it’s brought back to the domestic market, it can instantly clean up its image!

But Ke Jin caught an important piece of information.

Launching first in Korea?

Immediately, an idea sparked in Ke Jin’s mind.

He had already established a fan base back home, and now the regular flow limits for games were quickly filled up by domestic players.

But Korea was different!

In Korea, where he was unfamiliar with everything, Koreans hadn’t even heard of the company "Number One Player".

There was no fan base!

And if they launched the game with a traditional Chinese martial arts theme, the proud yet fragile egos of Korean citizens might reject the game for a while.

So, little system, let’s test you.

What will happen if I’m rejected?

Correct answer—spicy!

No! Revenue! Flow!

In that case, wouldn’t I steadily secure the ultimate gift package?

Once the ultimate gift package is unlocked, I’ll be the king of games in the entire world!

At that time, no matter how proud Korean players are, won’t they still come over to play my game?

Hiss!!

I fuckin’... I seem to have completely awakened, damn it!

So-called Sino-Korean friendship depends on Neon, and Sino-Neon friendship depends on Korea.

Who would have thought, my friendship with Brother Tong Zi would also depend on the simida-sayers of Korea?

Alright alright, I, Mr. Ke, admit, you Great Korea’s plastic surgery culture is indeed number one in the world, petition for heritage status! Do it now! Alright!

"Designer Ke?"

Seeing Ke Jin fall silent once again, a call came through from the other end of the phone.

With his thoughts suddenly breaking through, upon hearing Jia Kuigan’s voice again, Ke Jin felt an unexpected warmth.

He hurriedly retracted his previous mental cursing of Jia Kuigan as a ’bad omen.’

This Mr. Jia, he’s my benefactor!

His last name Jia, as in chicken and duck Jia! Always dashing from childhood to adulthood!

His last name Jia, straddling a warhorse! Fearing neither storm nor whipping!

He is Jia Kuigan, and I am truly taking off!

Wuhu~!

"Alright! It’s settled then!" Ke Jin repressed his joy, hastily agreed, and made the final decision.

The response was so fast it even baffled Jia Kuigan.

Aren’t you, like, I haven’t said anything yet... The conversation has barely started, we haven’t even discussed the details of the profit-sharing ratio, and you’re already deciding?

Tsk tsk tsk! Behold, what it means to be focused on the big picture and not the small details!

Look at this guy’s broad-mindedness, unfazed by past frictions!

Learn, there’s no end to learning!

Soon, Jia Kuigan cheerfully confirmed a meeting time over the phone with Ke Jin—it was set for the first day back at work after the holiday, on Lunar January 8th. Jia Kuigan would personally come to Jianglin to discuss details with Ke Jin.

After everything was agreed upon, they would then proceed to escort Designer Ke to the headquarters of Netcom Game for further consultation.

Ke Jin also readily agreed.

After hanging up the phone.

Ke Jin instantly clenched his fists in excitement!

As the saying goes.

Amidst the firecrackers’ sounds, the old year is gone, a colleague helps me unravel my grand plans!

In this new year, I, Mr. Ke, am truly going wild—spicy!

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The author solemnly declares: the image of Blue Star Netcom is not that of a pig farm on Earth! Tengjing is not a goose factory on Earth either!

Alright, that’s it for the stacked armor.

A Chapter of ten thousand words, two merged into one, see you tomorrow!