Lying comfortably in the bathtub, the feeling of this medicinal bath was quite good. There was a strong cold feeling on the surface of the skin that came into contact with it, but he could also feel that countless streams of heat were constantly penetrating his pores from the medicinal bath into his body.
It was just that it was a little pungent in the mouth, and he didn't know the reason.
What?
Isn't this medicinal soup for bathing?
Why would he know the taste of it in the mouth?
Because when he just got out of the bathtub, his foot slipped and he fell into the water.
Lying on his back, feeling the medicinal power enter his body, enjoying the rare leisure in this busy time. His head leaned against the slope of the bathtub, looking at the white mist above his head, taking a deep breath, Chen Guang began to analyze his current situation in his mind.
Including all the sources of faith value, his current total production of faith value was 138972 units per day.
The largest income came from the daily production of the world of darts, 44448 units.
In addition, the racing world's 25500 units, the pile driver Little Six's 38000 units, and Kirin Arm Little Seven's 18000 units.
The other world of the sword tower, piano, pencil sharpening, as well as the special faith value provided by the fanatic Xue Lin, as well as the special faith value from the world of the Transient Sea, including the pile driver and piano, totaling 29000 units per day.
Among them, the faith value provided by the fanatic and the Transient Sea was not affected by the upper limit of the world in the cup.
But for the others, the Racing God Realm, the Pencil Sharpener Realm, the Piano Realm, the Kirin Arm Realm, the Sword Tower Realm, and the Pile Driver Realm, none of these six realms had reached the maximum capacity of 44448.
Oh right, I forgot to mention that after so many days, the Deer Cry Flower, which was the medium, had grown a little and sprouted two more buds, so the upper limit of the daily production had also jumped up, a whole three points!
Each custom world in the cup of the holy grail required about 600,000 to 2 million faith value.
After all, this was the special training that Chen Guang himself participated in, and it was different from the training of others.
Chen Guang was the owner of the Heavenly Holy Grail, so it was reasonable for him to enjoy all the custom-made services of the Holy Grail. The effects of the Holy Grail would not be discounted, and there were no hidden dangers. Liuli could protect him.
When he was training others, he would pull them into the World in a Cup that Chen Guang himself had practiced. The Holy Grail would not create a new world, nor would it take up the total amount of the Three Thousand Worlds.
However, when he was training Chen Guang, it was equivalent to him paying faith points to purchase a full experience of the Heavenly Spirit Cup's Middle World. The Heavenly Grail had to create a new world for him, which was almost identical to an ordinary Middle World. The only difference was that as long as he had faith points, he could have as many as he wanted until the total amount of the Heavenly Spirit Cup's Middle World was depleted.
Of course, this was not all good. Because he needed to create a new world, the amount of faith required was not fixed. It would fluctuate according to the size of the world in the cup that Chen Guang wanted.
For example, in the World in the Cup that he had experienced before, the most miserable was the Alto in the World of the Car God. That narrow space made him want to cry, but no tears came out.
However, whether it was the World in the Piano, Dart, or Pile Driver, the treatment was much better.
When he played the piano, he could walk around freely on the Virginia, although the deck would become a mosaic, and even the sun would become a mosaic.
Other Worlds in the Cup had a large pool with a radius of 100 meters, and it was not bad to take a swim when he had nothing to do.
When he was training others, he needed a fixed amount of 600,000 faith points.
If he wanted to see the Heavenly Spirit Cup's Middle World, 600,000 was only the minimum requirement. If he wanted to experience the "supreme service" of the Virginia with realistic NPCs, he had to pay two million.
Now, his total inventory was about 980,000 faith points. He could choose to pay a little more to improve the user experience, or he could choose to pay only 600,000 to enjoy the beggar version of the World in the Cup.
The meticulous Chen Guang thought about it for a while and finally decided that he had to control his costs. In order to complete the World in the Cup forty times as soon as possible, he would use the beggar version of the World in the Cup.
In addition to reducing costs, he also had to increase income.
How to make the World in the Cup, which was still in a "hungry" state, reach the maximum value as soon as possible was his top priority.
He had to find a way to further expand his influence in the field he was good at.
For example, in the Dota Cup, although no one could surpass his feat of reaching the top four times, as time passed and people saw more, they slowly became numb to it.
With the passage of time, the countless battle recordings he had left behind were gradually forgotten by the people.
Even if his name was still there, he was not a professional gamer. He had never won an international invitational tournament, and he was not a member of the esports circle either. His livestream was also a slow process, and his fame would be worn away with time.
Chen Guang felt that it was necessary for him to do something. He had to dig out his reputation in the Dota Cup or the esports circle, and increase it as much as he could.
There was also the racing world. Although his unsurpassed record on the Hong Kong track was still there, anyone who knew about it, whether they were professional drivers or amateurs, would worship him to the extreme, regardless of whether they were professional drivers or amateurs.
But on a global scale, the number of people who knew about the Racing God Chen Guang was small, and he had never participated in formal world competitions such as the WRC Rally.
If he had the opportunity to participate in these world competitions, he could turn himself from the illusory world's strongest Racing God to a real Racing God Chen Guang, and the number of faith points provided by the same person would also increase significantly.
Other than that, he had another idea. He could also consider expanding the influence of one of his specialties.
For example, sharpening pencils, no matter how high the skill level was, not many people were interested in it.
First, he had to let people know about the existence of the skill of sharpening pencils. Secondly, there was a difference in the level of sharpening pencils.
The skill of a hundred thousand people and the skill of ten million people, of course, could provide a huge difference in the number of faith points.
The pile driver, on the other hand, had nothing to struggle with. Basically, it had full faith points. The Kirin Arm, on the other hand, still had a lot of room for growth.
He estimated that participating in the WRC would be enough for the Racing God Cup. At that time, he would pay for it out of his own pocket, and make a good use of the Internet Water Army. Things like the first Chinese WRC champion, the unprecedented record reaper, he could hype it up to death.
The idea was good, but participating in the competition was too troublesome, so he temporarily put it aside.
The three with the greatest potential were piano, pencil sharpening, and Dota Cup.
Unfortunately, piano was an art. No matter how high one's level was, others would not easily admit defeat, and it was difficult to expand.
Sigh. Chen Guang slapped his head. It was like a cow trying to gnaw on a pumpkin. He did not know where to start. The more he thought about it, the more he did not know what to do.
Why not start from the most convenient thing, the Dota Cup?
Should I organize a global solo competition?
Anyway, he had forty million, ah pui, thirty-five million in his pocket. He was not worried.
The total prize money of the champion team of the International Invitational Tournament was about five million USD, right?
Then, an online solo competition with a total prize pool of two million USD, would he be afraid?
The top twenty could take turns to fight with him. As long as they won a match, you could take away a hundred thousand USD in cash. Would you be afraid?
The prize pool was comparable to the International Invitational Tournament's solo competition. It was definitely going to be influential.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense. It was not difficult to carry out the plan. He could leave the online publicity to Xiaocong and his Bamboo Live Stream. He just had to stay at home and play solo with others. It would save him time and effort.
The competition organization, sponsors, and V Club could all be left to Xiaocong. It was also beneficial to him. He did not need to spend much money, so he should not have any objections. Anyway, he was a professional live stream company. He had plenty of people under him.
There was no time to lose. He would do it after he came out of the World in the Cup!
That was a good plan. As for what to do next after this, he could not be bothered to think too much about it. He would cross the bridge when he came to it. He could not possibly be suffocated to death.
Bang bang bang!
At this moment, there was a knock on the bathroom door. It was Xin Qin.
"Director, do you need a back rub?"
"Go ahead!"
"Your Deputy Director is only wrapped in a towel."
"My back suddenly feels a little itchy."
"Your Deputy Director is offline."
"Tsk, no sincerity."
Actually, Xin Qin wanted to come in. Although she knew that it was wrong of her to do so, she was really curious about how the Painting Scroll tempered the body.
However, she really did not have the cheek to take the initiative to ask. She wanted to stay by Chen Guang's side in the name of scrubbing his back and secretly learn some techniques.
However, she immediately regretted it after she said it. She wrapped herself in a towel and returned to her bedroom. Sitting on the bed, she sulked. She patted her head and put her palms together in repentance. "Master, your disciple has done something stupid again. No matter which family it is, it is a secret. How can I covet other people's techniques, especially the Wen family's Painting Scroll? "
She shook her head violently and muttered to herself, "No, no, no! This is a taboo! "
Fortunately, she did not go in. Otherwise, Chen Guang would have taken advantage of her. Moreover, Chen Guang had no intention of touching the Painting Scroll at all. He was just taking a normal bath.
Chen Guang soaked in the bathtub for nearly two hours, which was the two hours written in Wenwen's secret manual. Then, he was too lazy to get up. He grabbed the Heavenly Holy Grail beside him and drank a mouthful of tea in satisfaction. It was time to enter the World in the Cup.
Eh!
He had forgotten a very important thing. Lying in the bathtub, of course, he was naked. Entering the World in the Cup like this would obviously mean entering with his butt naked.
Liuli, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, sensed Chen Guang's appearance. She slowly opened her eyes and saw his rather indecent appearance. She cried out in surprise, "Ah! Are you trying to make this old lady's divine technique break my body? "
Chen Guang covered his legs with his hands, feeling extremely embarrassed. "An accident, it was completely an accident."
"You did it on purpose. Quickly find a knife and chop that broken thing of yours. Don't dirty this emperor's eyes."
Liuli was also a pot calling the kettle black. She was currently naked as well. She could only rely on the fact that she could use her divine power to condense a white mist to protect her body. Thus, she shamelessly boasted to the similarly naked Chen Guang.
In the distance, Lu Minghua also cried out repeatedly. "Old pervert!"
"Peeping flower!" Chen Guang was not to be outdone.
Liuli raised her hand to cover her eyes. It was as though she did not want to take another look at him. "Alright, alright. I will ask you one last time. Have you really thought it through? Only six hundred thousand? You don't want to add more money? "
She could not wait to send this streaking man away immediately.
Chen Guang said indifferently, "Isn't it just training the soles of my feet? Beggar version it is then. Why add more money? Those who do not know would think that you are a Kabaki. Put three thousand into your card. Add the money to 98 thousand. Not adding, then not adding! "
"Alright. Don't regret it when the time comes. Don't blame this emperor for not reminding you."
Chen Guang said resolutely, "I will definitely not regret it! Xiaomi and a rifle can only win a battle. Right now, it is still not the time for me to enjoy life. The user experience is fine. It will be fine as long as the effects are outstanding. "
"Alright, let's go!"
A few minutes later, Chen Guang finally knew the answer to the extreme beggar version of the Heavenly Spirit Cup.
He recalled a certain unbearable night. He still remembered that day when he first peeped at Teacher Zhuo's Void Refresh. Before he had time to digest this unimaginably beautiful scenery, he was lying in the Buick MPV of Vice Principal Han of the Jianhuan Academy, pondering over several major philosophies of life.
Who am I?
Where did I come from?
Why am I here?
Where am I going?
Damn it, it really is the Armor Style Cup World!
This user experience is not just a little bit bad. This is simply the most miserable confinement in history, okay?
F * ck this beggar version. I want a refund!
A refund!
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