My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 868 - 295. The circle of a master is definitely filled with masters_3

Chapter 868: 295. The circle of a master is definitely filled with masters_3

All right, I’ll take the request. I’ll send out invites to some of my previous friends, but I can’t guarantee whether they will come or not.

Hundred Forging Big Horse: Sure, I’ll send out invites too. However, the term ’craftsman’ is a bit vague. I want to ask, does a cook count?

And other intangible cultural heritages, like sugar-figure blowing, bow and arrow making, and such.

Alpha: They all count! We welcome anyone related to manufacturing, after all, the development team’s goal is to create a 100% Different World. And the endless variations that the three hundred and sixty professions can extend into in the Different World also make for a very interesting sociological observation project.

Alas, not to hide it from everyone, our testing team needs to submit reports too.

So, I’m counting on you guys.

Send the list of people you recruit to me or Little Cui’s email, and we will process the approval as quickly as possible. Oh, by the way, Brother Broken Sword and Big Horse Brother, the random task to watch weapons that you wanted to see has been finished writing, you can trigger it now by going into the game.

Hundred Forging Big Horse: Hehe, Brother Fa is so generous, thanks, Brother Fa.

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"Hmm, another one sorted."

In Murphy’s office, the Vampire Lord put down the Core Bead and logged out of the forum. He was increasingly feeling like his little players were the all-powerful "wishing lamps"!

No matter what trouble he encountered in governing Transylvania, he could solve it by praying to them.

"According to a certain theory, it only takes a maximum of six degrees of interpersonal connection to make contact between two strangers. If this theory holds true, then it means I can get all the talents I need through this recruitment method."

Murphy stood up and walked to the bookshelf in his office. He casually picked up one of Cui Si’s Psychic Notepads and flipped through it, but his mind wasn’t on the book at all.

As he browsed through the text, he thought:

"However, I can’t only rely on professionals, even in another world, the number of professionals is always limited, and I can’t just send these pros to the battlefield, that would be such a waste.

So, I need to keep recruiting regular players, and that’s where ’promotion and marketing’ come in.

Speaking of which, has Prince Dasaen’s CG movie not been finished yet? The responsibility of recruiting regular players is likely to fall on him and Tepar.

I can’t keep sending PY Little Prince Ayu to wreak havoc at his school, can I?

So many students have already joined; they need to take exams, graduate, and find jobs. Murphy, oh Murphy, you’re truly a man of deep sin, it will all be your fault if these kids can’t graduate. Tsk, creating karma."

While Murphy lamented being a sinner, in another world, the six brothers of the dormitory were sweating it out on the basketball court with Bull Bull and other jocks, surrounded by whispering students.

But most of their attention wasn’t on the handsome guys playing basketball; they gathered around Ayu, who clutched a black helmet.

Some offered cigarettes, others brought water, and someone asked:

"Is the rumor true? Did your dorm make tens of thousands of money just by playing games last month?"

"Gee, it’s mainly for fun."

Ayu showed off his brand-new smartphone very Versailles-style and said:

"Money and all is secondary. We shouldn’t talk about money when playing games, how tacky. But we have indeed set our life’s focus for the coming period.

We are about to start internships, right?

We’ve decided to dig into ’game testing’ as a career. If it can provide a stable income, it’s not a bad job to do long-term."

"666, Brother Yao, take me with you, I’m a pro sniper 6!"

"Brother Yao, pick me, the master of micro-control! Ask me how strong my skills are, ten years in Zuan and I still have my folks!"

"Right, Brother Yao, take us brothers with you and strike it rich. Look at the employment situation these past few years; it’s so depressing. And I heard a big flu is coming, schools are going to lock down, society might come to a halt, sitting at home doing nothing isn’t an option, and it could help support the family.

I may be average at games, but I’m a good listener!

You tell us what to do, and we’ll do it, no questions asked."

"Emmmm"

Ayu glanced at the increasing number of people wearing masks on the sports field. He hesitated for a moment and said:

"Okay, we’ll set up a group later. I’ll send you the link. But let me be upfront, this is our bread and butter. If anyone dares to mess around in there, don’t blame the brothers for not being nice."

"Er, I get what you mean, but isn’t your metaphor a bit too disgusting?"

"Pff, how do you talk to Brother Yao? No manners! Brother Yao is keeping it real, don’t you understand?"

"Crap! Sucking up already?"