My Players' Second Playthrough

Boom boom boom——

Explosions that shot straight into the sky erupted in the Colosseum in the sky.

More and more players are attracted and become members of the audience.

Under the recommendation of "Stealing God", [President] only "interviewed" professional players.

The existence of the top players among these players made this well-informed senior talent scout unable to help but sigh with emotion at the abundance of martial arts in this world.

"The people you introduced seem to be very good at teamwork. They can consider forming a group to debut, but what should I say... they are not suitable for formal contracts."

After interviewing several professional players, the [President] in the audience fell into a dilemma.

The "Stealing God" next to him frowned slightly. Feeling that this guy wanted to default on his debt, he asked hurriedly:

"What do you mean?"

"I'll just tell you the truth." [President] took a deep breath and explained:

"The company will professionally package the officially signed artists."

"If we take the battle route, we will plan a transcendent path for the artist, and select a suitable abyss battlefield when the time is right. Let the artist participate in the battle at the most critical moment, and broadcast the entire battle scene live to reverse the local disadvantages on the battlefield."

"But this method has been broadcast for tens of thousands of years, and the audience has long stopped buying it."

"To succeed on this road now, in addition to requiring the battlefield to be cruel enough, you also need to focus on the camera movements, the lines spoken on the battlefield, and the artist's own personal style..."

"In short, it is very complicated. There are professional requirements in all aspects, so there is no way to fool around."

"Stealing God" nodded frequently.

As a professional player who has signed a contract with a live broadcast platform, he has to live broadcast for a period of time every day. Naturally, he knows how difficult it is to successfully broadcast a first-person holographic game.

"You can practice what you said, right? What does this have to do with whether I'm suitable for signing a contract?"

"Stealing God" asked the doubts in his heart.

The [President] looked at "STAR-Sha Shao" who had persisted for ten minutes under the attack of the A-level [Driver], and said with a pained face:

"I told you that you can't be fooled. You soulless people who remotely control your body will be easily targeted once the enemy discovers your true nature."

"When the time comes for a shielding spell from the opposite side, your projection will be driven out of the body."

"With such an obvious weakness, if the company packages you as S-class seeds and sells them to those big film and television groups, it won't be a problem to make quick money, but the reputation that has been built for thousands of years will be completely destroyed."

Hearing this, Li Li, who was sitting not far away, rubbed his chin and thought about this issue.

If you want to force the player to "disconnect" in his world, it is equivalent to fighting against the Creator God himself, which is more difficult than directly killing the player.

But once the player leaves this world and goes to the World Tree where it cannot radiate, the "signal" of the game will be greatly attenuated.

By then, "Rongyuan", a game with no network fluctuations throughout the entire process, will probably have a lot of bad reviews about network fluctuations.

Without addressing this fatal weakness, players will be trapped in this world.

If it doesn't work, just go around and cause trouble, tricking enemies into attacking my world, which can also provide players with a lot of experience points... Li Li shook his head, knowing that the method he came up with was just a bad idea.

The "Loris" who escaped was still growing in strength outside. She knew that if she wanted to deal with herself, she could only gather her strength and push forward.

So when she appears again, she will definitely have a crushing power.

This is an arms race.

Li Li was worrying about the future, but "Stealing God" was worried about the present.

He was worried that the [President] would default on the debt, but after thinking about it, he felt that the person who planned to default on the debt would not be able to explain such a long list, so he asked: "What if I don't sign a formal contract?"

[President] groaned and said:

"Actually, you soulless people are still pretty good as long as your true nature is not discovered."

"Formal contracts can be signed, but they can only be signed by a few people at most. If there are too many people, they will be targeted by special research."

"What about the others?" "Stealing God" felt that this guy was just making up excuses to refuse to pay.

"A black market curiosity-seeking live broadcast, or simply sold as a slave."

[President] gave the answer.

"Stealing God" did not reply immediately, waiting for the other party to explain more settings.

"There are many live broadcasts on the black market that have no lower limit. They only talk about combat. They are usually dirty jobs that have no official authorization and no moral limit."

"Assassinate a certain big shot, go deep into the abyss to steal, destroy a budding world..."

"Anyway, the target may not be the abyss. There is no safety guarantee. It can be as exciting as you want."

"Stealing God" nodded.

He didn't know what the abyss was, but he still asked a more important question:

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"What do you mean... regular workers still have safety guarantees?"

"Of course." [President] was really too lazy to explain this to a country bumpkin, but that was all he had to say, so he could only continue:

"Our company is looking for artists, not just supplies for fighting. If an artist becomes a top star, maybe the rewards he receives every day can be exchanged for a world!"

"So exaggerated!" "Stealing God" praised it with high emotional intelligence.

The "one world" he thought was the small world over the Starlight Islands.

But Li Li's eyes widened and he almost stood up while controlling his vest.

"Not an exaggeration at all." After introducing her own industry, the [President] was afraid that this guy would misunderstand, so she added: "But the top stars I'm talking about may not appear once in ten thousand years."

"Most artists are lucky to be able to jump to the third line after broadcasting for hundreds of years."

After that, she continued to talk about the black market:

"The stars in the black market are somewhat similar, but after all, they are not things that can be put on the stage. The top stars there are not as good as our second-tier stars."

Li Li on the side understood it completely.

This outsider who claimed to be level 210 was just a scout who resold contracts.

But the "film and television industry" behind him is a behemoth that spread across countless worlds.

Not only can they send battle videos to various worlds for live broadcast or sale, but they can also collect rewards from a large number of worlds.

Just this channel that spread across countless worlds makes Li Li, a country bumpkin, sigh in despair.

Although He ate the memory of the [Captain], he knew that there were "countless" worlds in the World Tree.

But the poaching eyeballs only acted within a "very small" range and had no clear concept of "countless".

"To be honest, with your strength, you can't make much money in the black market. The audience there doesn't see potential."

At this point, the [President] looked around and proposed a bad idea.

"So the best place for you is to sell yourself to slaves as slaves."

"Anyway, your souls are not in your bodies. After selling them to those slave traders, you will throw away the bodies you sold them, and those slave traders can only suffer in silence."

"If you believe me, I can help sell you."

"I know this kind of thing well. As long as the real body is not traced, you can definitely make a lot of money!"