Chapter 12: Recognizing Reality
People are sophisticated or something, Wang Zixiang is naturally perfect as a successful person. Under the attack of a few soft words from him, Mandala pursed his lips and regained soft lines: "I found out that you still have the potential to be stupid, so I will call you a nerd in the future!" â
"Well, this name isn't very nice, can you change it?" Wang Zixiang, who was distracted, also found out that something was wrong and immediately filed a complaint.
But some of the brutal and willful mandalas didn't care about this, and snorted lightly: "No discussion, my sister will call you a fool in the future!" â
The bitter gourd-faced prince Xiang can't do anything about her! It's hard to talk seriously at the moment, if you don't offend this little aunt and grandmother, he will be embarrassed to stay any longer in this team that then created a zĂ o Chinese-style myth.
Others don't know how far this team will go in the future, how high it will climb, and how many resources and interests it will have, but he knows it clearly.
As a mythical team that will stand out from the encirclement with a winning record all the way in the World Finals, and then soar in the knockout round without tasting defeat, and finally with the support of 100,000 spectators in the finals, it swept the losers' bracket championship with a record of 16 to 0 and won the title of the World Finals.
Whether it is money or fame, as long as he grasps the opportunity, he can count the money until the money counter smokes!
Seeing that he looked like he wanted to cry without tears, Mandala burst out laughing: "You don't like the nickname your sister gave you so much?" The nerd is quite smooth, and he looks very intimate, what do you think, nerd? â
"That's a bad name!"
Seeing her happy face, Wang Zixiang pondered that it was too difficult to change her mind, so he thought he was unlucky and said: "Hey, I think my brother's reputation is about to be ruined in a nickname, and Dou E is not wronged by me!" â
"Hee-hee!"
Mandala just laughed, and suddenly saw her brother Chonglou Xianjiake glaring at her over there, and immediately preached to Wang Zixiang after sticking out her tongue: "Nerds, fight monsters, don't be lazy, my brother is strict in playing games!" â
As soon as she left, Wang Zixiang thoughtfully glanced at the middle of the circle that had been isolated after the team had dispersed. Only then did I find out that after dragging the paper boat and the master went offline lonely to change races and professions, a new experiment was started.
This time it is no longer a one-sided attack, but a standard back-and-forth attack. After a little thought, Wang Zixiang, who has a rich game vision, understood what the purpose of the experiment was now.
If it used to be about the basic strengths and weaknesses between races and classes, now it's about identifying the heads-up odds between the remaining four races. With their similar skills, the conclusion is almost the same as the rules set by the system.
It's just that Wang Zixiang is difficult to understand, now that everyone is at level seven or eight, how long can the conclusions of the test be applied? In the future, when the level reaches 15, new skills will appear, and the current racial career balance will inevitably be disrupted. He knew that a level 35 sorcerer would usher in the first golden period of being invincible to other classes.
Wang Zixiang, who was not very interested in this, retracted his mind and searched for monsters in the area he was assigned, while his mind was intensively planning how to build a good relationship with them, and at the critical moment, he borrowed the east wind to soar up to three thousand miles.
Wang Zixiang, who just wants to be a rich man and is famous and drunk on the knees of beauty, will never understand how important any operational detail is in the hearts of competitive players. For them, who have a speed of three or four hundred key strokes per minute when operating on the keyboard, the skill gap between level seven and level fifteen is very long and distant.
Not long after, Wang Zixiang, who was in full swing and thinking about how to make a fortune and mix up his social status, ran into big trouble! This big trouble made him break out in a cold sweat in an instant!
Regarding the derivative business opportunities of this mythical team 'Dragon Traveling in the World' in the future, Wang Zixiang has quite deep memories. In the past, he wanted to share the cake but it was not his turn to go to the table, but now, although he has the opportunity, it is still not his turn to move the chopsticks.
Because it was only now that he remembered a very realistic and cruel thing: after being reborn, his money bag also returned to before liberation!
To this day, he habitually regards himself as the rich and handsome man who relied on his own speculation and worked hard to make tens of millions of family properties five years later, but the reality is that he clearly remembers that his sister never gave him extra pocket money in order to prevent him from learning badly.
In other words, Wang Zixiang, who is only sixteen years old now, has no corner in his pocket.
"Ciao, it really hurts!" After waking up, Wang Zixiang woke up from the weightlessness floating in outer space.
Rebirth made him confident and powerful to the point of bursting, especially after grabbing an exclusive attribute. But other than that, he didn't get anything, not even the harvest of Wang Jing's violent beating, which he didn't do by virtue of rebirth.
Fortunately, after coming to his senses, Wang Zixiang's thoughts became clearer.
He recalled the name of the Dragon Walking World team, as if it was only started after the second year of the opening of the service. It is said that it is because many people have tried to find the two vacant places in the team, but they have not been able to integrate into the team, so the early results are not good. It wasn't until the Motuo, known as the world's number one master, and the gentle and good man appeared that they were finalized!
"In this way, if I want to monopolize the east wind blowing in the world, I still have more than two years to prepare! It's okay, it's okay, two years is enough. Wang Zixiang smiled at the corner of his mouth, confident that he could accumulate enough capital in more than two years to catch up with that world-renowned event.
As for how to treat this group of team members in the Dragon Walking World now, Wang Zixiang suddenly smiled and narrowed his eyes. Who doesn't know the temperament of this team in the future? As long as you adopt the strategy of sincere friendship, it will be like a family.
After setting the established policy for the long-term layout, Wang Zixiang then remembered his exclusive attributes. From the original curse to luck, he was completely confused. If it hadn't changed, the curse attribute could only be regarded as a layout in the middle and late stages, and now he didn't know what the lucky attribute was!
Unable to understand the Tao here, Wang Zixiang had to put it aside for the time being, and began to think about the urgent issue of how to accumulate wealth quickly.
Five years of game experience and five years of speculation have sobered up one by one in his excavation and reversal.
Haruka remembers that at the beginning, when I couldn't hear the sound of coins in my pocket, I got the first profit from a skill book where players misplaced the price; Later, it developed to use the money to buy gems in the hands of retail investors at a low price in the warehouse of the trading market, and then sell them at a high price to earn the difference; In the end, he followed the trend and did the reselling and stall renting of the ownership of the market stalls, and successfully stepped into the ranks of multimillionaires.
Along the way, it's just a textbook for little people to climb up and succeed. But now, Wang Zixiang's rebirth memory makes him unwilling to continue to become a speculator who scrapes leftovers, and he wants to be a predator in that era of game entertainment.
Looking up again, Wang Zixiang, who had just come out of his memory, was full of fanaticism: "Hehe, no matter which main city map you choose to settle in after leaving the novice village, the first hidden dungeon soup to come out of the skill book is me!" â