After that, the mule transferred 1,000 game coins to Leon, as well as information about the fine-grade equipment.

Leon glanced at it and found that the special effect of this equipment was to inflict pure physical damage, which was relatively average.

I'm afraid the strength of the material is not enough, and it may be wasted after being waved a few times by Leon.

He asked for a change in remuneration.

Li Ang looked at the equipment information sent to him by the mules one after another, and he was not very interested.

And, given that trading equipment is to be touched in reality,

Li Ang then refused to trade the goods, and asked the mule to convert the equipment into market value and pay for himself.

The mule was not ambiguous, and immediately transferred 3,000 game coins to Leon.

Then the two chatted a little and hung up the friend communication.

"Got the money so soon?"

Miss Chai stuck out her tongue, "Tsk... Take out 5,000 game currency without changing your face, is it really so profitable to be an intelligence dealer..."

"Of course."

After the friend communication hung up, Li Ang leaned back, lay down in the chair, and said casually: "After all, the killing game is the only way to the extraordinary,

Consortiums, old secret societies, new secret organizations, lone wolf players, all revolve around it.

So far, a complete commercial market has been derived around the killing game.

The primary industry that produces raw materials.

For example, werewolves sell their teeth in their mouths, mummies sell their shrouds, and gardeners sell potions they grow with special effects.

The secondary industry in which raw materials are processed.

For example, blacksmiths use materials to forge equipment props, and mechanics use special metals to build delicate robotic arms.

and the tertiary sector, which provides a variety of services.

For example, intelligence traffickers sell intelligence, brokers provide intermediary services, and doctors provide medical services.

In addition, there are food cooking, beauty salons, tracking investigations, finding cats and dogs, assassinations and assassinations, cash exchange of game currency...

I heard that somewhere in Southeast Asia, there is a black market for players.

Organizations all over the world are planting eyeliner and arranging forces there,

Buy and sell items, trade intelligence, and pass on information.

There are also many professional lifestyle gamers who settle near the black market and open shops to buy and sell.

The killing game still abides by the laws of the economy, and the profit margin of the tertiary industry is still higher than that of the secondary and primary industries.

Therefore, to a certain extent, players who have mastered the professional skills of life are the most profitable people in the killing game.

They can use the development potential of the later stage to make up for the lack of combat power in the early stage. ”

"Oooh,"

Miss Chai nodded, "It's noon on hoe day, and mining is really hard. The planing is all copper, and the purity is only five.

Blindly working hard, always a working boy,

Only by sitting upstream can you be the boss. ”

“... Industrial and agricultural scissors are poor, and you are not wrong to say so. ”

Li Ang nodded, and said with a little pain: "But where did you hear the limerick poem in this "Legend"? ”

"On the computer web."

Chai Chai said as a matter of course, "Fifteen years of legendary classics, if it's a brother, come and cut me, tonight we will fight together in Shabak, ten thousand people will fight in the city online,

I see that their ads are super exquisite. ”

After that, Chai Chai floated to the computer, tapped the keyboard a few times, and immediately appeared on the screen a page game advertisement of the bully and cool - a figure wearing a shiny and cool full-body armor, carrying a large knife and hunting a few orcs.

“... I guess it was stolen from a stand-alone game. ”

As he spoke, Li Ang was surprised to find that the page tour advertisement was not stolen, it was really like that, and it looked like a bloody investment.

The CG was soon broadcast, and the gold-armored figure on the screen stood on the huge corpse of the orc with a big sword, and took off his mask.

revealing the face of a middle-aged fat man with a dark complexion,

He smiled at the camera and said in a half-baked Mandarin accent: "If it's a brother, come and cut me, I'm waiting for you in the world of the return of the Legend of the Bloody Blue Moon." ”

Wait, why is this legendary name so long? And who's this?

Shouldn't this be the position of Tianle, Slag Hui, Brother Pheasant, Baoqiang, and Uncle Da?

Li Ang was stunned for a second or two before he found the middle-aged fat man's information from his memory bank.

This person seems to be a Siamese tyrant, with Oriental and Siamese aristocratic blood, doing cruise business in both places.

Before the start of the killing game, this Siamese tyrant acted ostentatiously, and had constant lace news with female stars, which was very famous and often appeared in the entertainment information section.

And in the bottom left of the online game advertisement he starred in... There is a faint line of white translucent handwriting.

"I'm Pasong Sawan Susi, the leader of the Siamese secret organization Yama, would you like to join me? Want to have wealth and power? Then search for the player number XV15***7841 and add the friends of my contacts~"

Obviously, this line of white transparent handwriting has been cursed with some kind of cognitive bias,

Only the player can see it.

“... No, how can this Siamese old iron be so good at playing? ”

Li Ang couldn't help but shake his head and smiled dumbly, "I actually used a web game to advertise myself,

Aren't you afraid that you will be too famous and be targeted by others and kill him?

Moreover, can a secret organization that everyone knows about still be called a secret organization? ”

"But that shouldn't work, right?"

Chai Chai scratched his head and said: "If the lone wolf player wants to choose an organization to join, he must adapt measures to local conditions and find the official in his region to hug his thighs.

No matter how bad it is, you have to hug the thighs of the consortium, eat fragrant and drink spicy, fragrant car beauties, drunk gold fans, and multi-person sports.

It's not very good to take refuge in Siamese Lao Tie, which is thousands of miles away. ”

"Who knows."

Li Ang spread his hands, "Maybe the purpose of the Siamese tyrant is to let others know that he has the capital to act arrogantly and will not die suddenly.

Let Siamese players have confidence in him.

No matter how bad it is, as long as his reputation is out, there will always be forces to talk to him about cooperation. ”

The clash of the upper forces in the killing game has nothing to do with Li Ang for the time being, and he wants to upgrade the alchemy to the intermediate level step by step, so as to increase the level of the magic box.

"Take a break and go to work."

Li Ang interlocked his fingers, stretched his waist, and comfortably pried open a bottle of fat house happy water and drank it.

He has no ill will towards the mule, and the two have been very happy to cooperate with each other.

I don't want to spend a lot of effort digging up the personal information of the intelligence broker and getting him out of the shadows.

Not to mention whether it can be found or not, even if a clue is found, it is likely that the mule has planted a suspicious array in advance - for intelligence brokers, preparing for a back road is almost instinctive.

I just don't know if the other players in the strategy team will track the mule......