From poor god to richest man

Chapter 63

With the address provided by Wen Wan'er, Lu Yufeng and the others divided into several teams and took immediate action. Some went to invite martial arts masters, while others stayed in the company to make budgets.

Looking at Lu Yufeng's desk, which was nearly half empty, Zhen Qiong secretly patted himself on the shoulder.

As long as I get serious, losing money is easy.

But Zhen Qiong didn't know that the online war between "Poisonous Milk War" and "Soul Call Candle" had almost reached its final stage.

And from the perspective of the situation, "Poisoned Milk War" has a huge advantage.

bang——

In the conference room of the production team of "Soul Call Candle", the chief planner Dong Su slapped the table with his palm, shaking a bottle of mineral water on the table twice.

"What's going on? It's been less than a week, why are players losing so much?"

"Master Dong, because the players have all gone to "Poisonous Milk Wars"..."

Before an employee finished speaking, Dong Su slapped the table again, "Then find a way to get all the players back!"

"But "Poisonous Milk War" is a game on the quagmire network!"

"The quagmire network? What the hell? I've never heard of it. Could it be that we can't win against a small company?"

"Master Dong, Nitan Network was indeed a small company before, but later it was acquired by Qiongshen, and now it is a wholly-owned subsidiary of Qiongshen."

"Qian Shen? The one from "Curse of Dawn"?"

"Yes."

Dong Su cursed and said, "Then Zhen Qiong also has a problem. Why don't you just make a stand-alone game? Why are you meddling in online games and tampering with our games?"

The more he thought about it, the more he became angry. Dong Su decided to make 2D games. Apart from the market, he just looked at the market. There were no similar games and the competition was low.

As long as players invest in the game, the follow-up krypton gold points can continue to harvest players' wallets.

If there is no "Poisoned Milk War" halfway through, the plot will still follow Dong Su's script.

"Master Dong, what shall we do next?"

"What should I do? Don't you think of a way? Why does the company spend so much money to support you?"

"It's not much money. When the game made a lot of money before, one person only sent 2000 yuan." Someone couldn't help but whispered.

"What did you say?" Dong Su glared angrily at the man.

Startled by Dong Su's appearance, the man turned his head quickly, and quickly explained: "Dong Zhuce, I mean, "Poisonous Milk War" was released later than us, we can say that they copied us! "

"It makes sense!" Dong Su's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and his expression softened a lot.

"But are they really plagiarizing? Is there any evidence?" someone asked.

Another person retorted: "Even Qiongshen was only established recently, and it started with stand-alone games. What kind of online games do they know? As long as we say that they plagiarized, players will preconceive it. Trust us."

"That's right. But let's not hurry to the end. Let the navy lead a wave of rhythm first, and see the players' reactions. As long as some players criticize them for plagiarism, we will issue a statement. Even if we can't beat them to death, we can make them burnt out."

Dong Su sneered, as if seeing "Poisonous Milk War" being overwhelmed by them.

In the conference room, some people were gearing up to pour dirty water on "Toxic Milk War", while some remained silent, feeling a little helpless, even sad.

When encountering the challenge of "newcomers", what I think of is not to improve my game and re-attract players, but to adopt this method that cannot reach the level.

As members of the project team, they are very clear in their hearts that "Soul Call Candle" has been made to treat players like leeks from the very beginning.

Dong Su put all his energy on how to force the players to krypton gold, as for the others, he could save as much as he could.

Therefore, many art resources in the game have problems of rough production and repeated use.

In fact, as long as the art resources are improved a little bit, part of the reputation can be restored to some extent.

But it was obvious that Dong Su would rather spend his money on buying water troops to splash dirty water than on games.

Because in Dong Su's view, improving the game is thankless, and it is easier to buy a navy.

And as long as "Poisonous Milk Wars" can be beaten to death, then there will be no competitors, and their family will be the only one. Why don't they just cut the leeks of the players as they want?
How cool!
"Also, what is the krypton point of "Toxic Milk Wars"?" Dong Su asked.

"They only have one point of krypton gold, and that is fashion trading. The most expensive fashion, a set sells for 880 Eight Dragons Coins."

"What? It's so expensive?"

It's not that Dong Su made a big fuss, even for "Soul Call Candle", which is full of krypton gold points, their most expensive outfit is only more than 300 Longhuang coins.

Therefore, when he heard that the price of the most expensive outfit in "Poisonous Milk War" was as high as 880, Dong Su was inevitably a little surprised.

But then it was replaced by jealousy.

"Hmph! What are you talking about online games with conscience? The price of this fashion is lower than most online games. It's really a bitch." After a cold snort, Dong Su asked again: "How can someone buy such expensive fashion? Buy?"

"A lot of people should have bought it."

The costumes of myths are so eye-catching. People in "Soul Call" don't need to play games by themselves, they just need to enter a live broadcast room of "Toxic Milk War".

You can see many players wearing mythical costumes, like wearing skateboard shoes, "flying at low altitude" in the town.

"Okay. We also sell such expensive fashion." Dong Su patted the table and said.

Since fashion is so expensive and there are still many people, he will naturally not let this krypton point go.

"Master Dong, are there any highlights in the new fashion?"

After thinking about it for about five seconds, Dong Su said, "The most expensive of our costumes can only increase the attributes of the character by 20%. This costume will increase the strength to 30%."

"Ah? This will destroy the balance of the game! And according to this attribute, the difficulty of many dungeons that were previously set to force players to krypton gold is not enough!" the data planner couldn't help but say.

"Then increase the difficulty of these dungeons, what a big deal?" Dong Suman said nonchalantly.

"but……"

"No, but after the meeting, immediately buy the navy to lead the rhythm. I believe that "Toxic Milk War" will suffer a heavy blow in the near future. At that time, players will definitely return. Our new fashion must catch up with this time."

Dong Su directly interrupted the words of the data planner, and gave the order domineeringly.

Looking at Dong Su's expression and his tone, everyone knew that there was no way to change this decision.

After everyone responded one after another, they left the meeting room and went about their own affairs.

In less than half an hour, the rhythm of "Poisonous Milk War" plagiarizing "Soul Call Candle" quietly emerged on the Internet.

When Li Hubai and others found that someone was playing the rhythm, they were so angry that the seven orifices were filled with smoke.

If it weren't for their workstations, everything would be so valuable that they would even have the heart to smash the table.

"Old Li, what should we do?" Lu Wenhao asked.

"Clarification. It must be clarified. This matter is related to the reputation of Qiongshen, and there is no room for sloppy." Li Hubai's eyes were red.

They were just a small workshop before and had never encountered such a thing, so even Li Hubai, the main planner, could not think of any good way to deal with this wave of rhythm.

Just when Li Hubai was having a headache, a man in a suit, leather shoes, glasses, and meticulous haircut came to him.

"Hi, I'm a lawyer."

Li Hubai: "?"

(End of this chapter)