My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 554 - 191. Sewer ’Ghost’_1

Chapter 554: 191. Sewer ’Ghost’_1

Seeing Happy Stick not responding, Little Brother Fu got anxious.

Touching Your Poverty:[Oh, I know three million is a bit little, but I can’t help it. I lost a lot from my previous venture, and this is all the pocket money I have left. If you think it’s too little, we can wait till next month when the fund comes in, and I can give a bit more.

Oh, right.

I have a vacant office space. I rented it for three years but my company got shut down before three months had passed. I could sublet it to you for your office space at a very low price.

As for commuting...]

Board-mounted Happy Stick:[Don’t even think about it! It’s not that it’s too little! Is this how you rich guys usually play games? If you can’t buy gold coins, you buy people directly? Are you planning on sponsoring me and my brothers?]

Touching Your Poverty:[The term ’sponsoring’ sounds kind of strange. Still, it is unexpectedly fitting. Think of me hiring you guys. Work is flexible, no attendance necessary.

I’m not asking you to be my henchmen in the game. I just want to invest in your treasure-hunting efforts. Other than that, I won’t interfere with anything else you do. Being a ’dividend-paying’ shareholder sounds pretty good to me.

Money is not an issue.

Really, as long as you’re willing, we can negotiate anything.

How about you come and have a chat with me offline?

We can negotiate in person and sign the contract at the same time.

I’ll cover the round-trip airfare. You can bring all your brothers along. We can have a bit of fun.]

To be honest, Stick Brother was moved by Little Brother Fu’s terms. He always wanted to form a "professional team" in the game, but his good game buddies who usually play with him were not like him, single and carefree.

They were in their thirties and needed to earn money to support their families, so even 14 hours of game time each day was impossible to fully utilize.

The pressure of supporting a family weighed heavily on them, so they couldn’t fully enjoy the game. Yet, this game is so realistic that if you want to establish a business, you have to put in a lot of effort.

Even a swordsmanship genius like Brother Cat had to put in a lot of hard work to become an elite without getting any injuries in the game.

But, if he could really get an investment and then start a company to support his brothers...

Even if they didn’t earn much, as long as the income wasn’t less than what it is now, everyone could play without worries, and his game legion would be much easier to form.

Stick Brother narrowed his eyes.

A few seconds later, he replied to Touching Your Poverty:

"I will discuss it with my brothers and give you an answer before logging out tonight."

Afterwards, he went to help Little Wei Ming carry the money. However, as he neared, Meow Brother bumped into his shoulder with a subtle smile, whispering:

"Someone wants to ’sponsor’ you, right?"

"Hmm?"

Stick Brother glanced at Meow Brother with surprise and quickly realized:

"Did he send you a message too?"

"What do you think? We helped him level up when he first joined the game."

Meow Brother rolled his eyes and said:

"Little Brother Fu is alright. He is young and simple, not too cunning. He can be impulsive and a bit immature at times...but that’s not a bad thing. If you plan to figure out a way for our brothers, he’s not a bad option."

"What about you?"

Stick Brother nodded, asking:

"Are you tempted?"

"I plan to do things myself."

Meow Brother flashed a smile and said:

"You guys work with a large legion; I will have a small team. We each do business differently. Being an information broker also has potential, as long as I stay ahead, there are always opportunities. Ha, Transylvania has a lot of prospects."

When they carried the boxes out of the secret passage, the little gamers were still fighting the ghouls around them. Everyone had been given the 20 gold reward, and no one complained.

Right now, there are not a lot of gamers, and everyone maintains a fairly harmonious relationship.

The whole process was observed by Murphy, who was hidden in the shadows. The Vampire Lord was very satisfied with how his gamers dealt with the situation.

He could now confirm that the testers he had selected were all very talented.

As for the 1:10 gold coin exchange, he didn’t care about it at all.

Maybe in the future, it might cause some kind of "financial crisis". If it were any other game, this would definitely be a hidden danger that needed to be controlled from its source, but Murphy knew very well that this is not a game at all!

This very point has set the difficulty for gamers to crash this "game’s" economy to a hundredfold.

In the real world, whether it is Golden Flower Kingdom or Nordtof, they would not ignore any economic fluctuations. Each country’s financial personnel would deal with it with corresponding strategies.

Take a step back; even if there’s a financial crisis in the future, what does it have to do with him, a small governor of Transylvania?

His small political power is still unstable.

It might not even survive the Black Disaster, so let those higher-ups like King Louis and Wolf Queen Majesty worry about the potential issues.

When the gamers finished with the gangsters’ treasury, Murphy was ready to leave.

However, just before he left, the Vampire Lord’s ears twitched. He looked surprised, went past the sewer area that had just been occupied by the gamers, and headed towards the unexplored area deeper within.

His shadow moved swiftly through the quiet sewer. After passing through a sewer junction, Murphy, guided by the change in noise, turned to another direction and floated away.

Soon, he saw that the route to the deeper, more "ancient" sewer area was littered with ghoul corpses.