If Nitrite wanted to adjust the studio's strategy, there was a big problem in front of him: Hundred Lives Strategist.
This was a talent that he had hired with a high salary. More importantly, he was a professional. He was only useful in terms of leveling efficiency, but as for other aspects … He was indeed strong in battle, but no matter how strong he was, he didn't need such a high salary to support him. The studio's main source of income was still through buying goods, observing the market, and killing monsters to obtain top-quality items. This was something that depended on luck, and the studio couldn't rely on this to survive. How could he afford to support the most expensive person in the studio for such a minor project?
Fortunately, Hundred Lives Strategist wasn't an unreasonable person. Nitrite was confident that if he explained the current situation to him, he would definitely understand, and it wouldn't be difficult for them to break up peacefully. However, Hundred Lives Strategist had always been hardworking and honest. At the end of the day, Nitrite didn't feel good about getting rid of him since he couldn't use him.
Hundred Lives Strategist was enough to make Nitrite feel bad. At this moment, he could only secretly rejoice that he didn't poach Chen Qiyi the day before.
When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter. After the boss was scammed, he disappeared without a trace. At that time, Nitrite Root was considering whether or not he should rope Chen Qiyi over to his side so that he could control the leveling efficiency.
He didn't do it because he hadn't found a way to contact Chen Qiyi. Chen Qiyi hadn't been online since yesterday, and Nitrite couldn't find a way to contact him in real life even after using many connections. Obviously, this was because Hundred Lives Strategist also treated Chen Qiyi as a key talent, so he hid it well and didn't give others a chance to contact him. Other than himself, no one else in Hundred Lives Strategist knew how to contact Chen Qiyi offline.
Hundred Lives Strategist's move had indirectly helped Nitrite, and saved him the trouble of carrying a big burden. At this moment, Nitrite just needed to get along well with Hundred Lives Strategist.
Hundred Lives Strategist wasn't online either, so he could only contact him offline. After Nitrite picked up the phone, a trace of hesitation flashed in his heart. The game company wanted to control the leveling efficiency, and this was the answer he came up with from the announcement. What if he was just being paranoid?
He had already gotten rid of the Hundred Years of Experience, but he realized that the business could still be done. Was he going to invite him again? Over and over again, Nitrite Radical blushed at the thought of it. It seemed that he was still not strong enough and had not cultivated his face to perfection!
"Am I being paranoid or not?" Nitrite flipped open the webpage and studied the game company's announcement again. After all, their Yunteng Studio had grown overnight because of the opportunity. In fact, their foundation was still very shallow. They didn't know anyone in the game company, so they couldn't inquire about the news. They could only guess secretly.
After mulling it over again, Nitrite Radical finally steeled his heart and decided to trust his own judgment. Now was not the time to be hesitant.
"Hello, is this Little Bai?" Nitrite finally made the call …
A few minutes later, the call ended, and Nitrite Radical put down the phone with a hesitant expression.
What he wanted to do was very smooth, and he wasn't stopped at all from cooperating with the Hundred Years of Experience. However, he didn't expect the Hundred Years of Experience to be the one who took the initiative to stop the cooperation. When he called and was about to talk about the purpose of his visit, the Hundred Years of Experience had already cut to the chase. He first apologized and said that he wanted to stop the cooperation.
Nitrite Radical was stunned and asked why, but the Hundred Years of Experience said that he couldn't come to the game for the time being because he had something urgent to do. Naturally, he couldn't help in the game anymore.
Nitrite Radical didn't get any benefits, but he still pretended to be obedient. He immediately took advantage of the situation and canceled the contract with Bai Jinglun. However, he found it a little inconceivable that it was so coincidental and smooth.
"Could it be that the game company is working on both sides? They're restricting my studio while communicating with these professionals?" Nitrite Radical couldn't help but think of this possibility. The game company was much more powerful than them, and there weren't many of such people. So far, weren't there only Three Thousand Miles of Experience, the Hundred Years of Experience, and Chen Qiyi? It shouldn't be a problem for the game company to take down these three people, right?
Nitrite Radical returned to the game with this thought in mind. Chen Qiyi was still offline. He asked Very Overpowered about it, and the Thousand Miles of Experience was still offline. However, with Thousand Miles of Experience's habit of being online, it was very normal that he wasn't online at this time.
By nightfall, the game had calmed down a lot. The game company's statement had gradually calmed down the wave of criticism against the studio. The players felt that their unity had won them the battle. Even though there were no material rewards, they were quite satisfied mentally.
That night, Thousand Miles of Experience was still offline.
Nitrite Root felt that something must have happened here. However, this group of friends from A Thousand Miles Drunk were not as paranoid as him. Gu Fei had never been a person who put much effort into the game, yet he had become the world's number one expert just because he was so lazy. They were all speechless. Forget about not playing for a day, even if this happened to him for two or three days, it wouldn't be strange at all.
But then again, everyone was quite looking forward to Gu Fei coming online. Everyone was still waiting for the game to become his! Imperial Shenming had a piece of paper in his pocket, and it was filled with the things he wanted. He seemed to think of Gu Fei as Santa Claus.
After hearing this rumor, Slender Waist Dance couldn't help but exclaim, "F * ck, this kid really hid it well!"
So everyone took the opportunity to ask Slender Waist Dance if she wanted to buy a game to play. In the end, Slender Waist Dance rolled her eyes. "Am I crazy? Is there a need for that? "
Slender Waist Dance wasn't the kind of person who liked to boast. From her answer, everyone could tell that she could probably afford to buy a game. However, as she said, there was no need for that. It was indeed a bit exaggerated to raise a cow just because he wanted to drink milk. Even on Thousand Miles of Experience's side, the rumor was that his family wanted to get involved in the business. They didn't say that they wanted to buy it as a toy for him.
Gu Fei didn't come online for a long time, and some people began to encourage Brother You to call and ask. In fact, when it came to curiosity, who could beat Brother You? Brother You really wanted to know what other amazing things this unique friend of theirs could do. Under everyone's urging, Brother You finally logged out of the game and hung up on Gu Fei. In the end, he returned to the game after a while and brought a lonely message to everyone. "My phone's not on. I can't get through."
After all, it wasn't a big deal that his phone was not on. Everyone didn't think too much about it and continued to do their own things.
One day, two days, three days passed, and Gu Fei still didn't come online. Under everyone's urging, Brother You also called again and again, but the phone number he left was still turned off.
Only then did everyone realize that the situation seemed to be a little strange. In addition, Hundred Years of Jinglin hadn't shown up for so many days, and the seven people who were closer to Hundred Years of Jinglin didn't know where he went. His phone couldn't get through either. Everyone started to get suspicious.
The information provided by Nitrite was worth considering, but it wasn't enough to become a conclusion. Even if the game company restricted these people, at most, they would just ban their accounts or something. How powerful could they be to make these people turn off their phones?
Hundred Years of Jinglin said that he couldn't play because of something. Could this be Gu Fei's reason? They were the same kind of people. Could it be that they happened to be the same kind of people?
The group of otaku players really didn't know much about Gu Fei's circle. They didn't know why these people suddenly disappeared together.
"Is there a Martial Arts Circle Convention?" Imperial Divine Ming guessed.
"You can't turn on your phone for the Martial Arts Circle Convention?" Brother You guessed.
Martial Arts Circle Convention … Phones … When these two things were put together, it felt especially discordant.
No one knew the answer.
Sometimes, the Internet was like this. When people were around, you could feel a living person beside you, but when they suddenly disappeared one day, there was no way to find them.
In the blink of an eye, a week had passed. Gu Fei and Hundred Years of Jinglin hadn't shown up. Everyone was very disappointed. When Gu Fei was around, they all felt a lot of pressure. But when this pressure release source was gone, everyone felt like they had lost someone to rely on. They were always being talked about, but at least one thing was right. Gu Fei played an important role in their group. Even if he didn't play for long every day, he had unknowingly become the backbone of the group. Everyone thought back to their experiences in the game. Every major event, if Gu Fei wasn't there, would definitely have a different ending. This was the embodiment of his important position!
"Thousand Miles really isn't coming back?" Imperial Divine Ming gripped his little note tightly. The things he wanted on it weren't important anymore. Right now, all he wanted was for this friend of his to come back.
"Who knows?" This time, Zhan Wu Shang didn't laugh at Imperial Divine Ming. He also looked at Imperial Divine Ming with a face full of melancholy.
"Hey, who's that!!!" Imperial Divine Ming suddenly pointed.
"What?" Zhan Wu Shang didn't have Eagle Eyes. He could only stare at 'that person' as he approached.
"It seems to be Thousand Miles!" Imperial Divine Ming said.
Zhan Wu Shang was startled, but he clearly wasn't as stunned as Imperial Divine Ming. He opened his friends list and saw that Thousand Miles Drunk's name was still black.
That person gradually approached. Zhan Wu Shang looked up and was also dazed. Indeed, this person looked a bit like Thousand Miles.
The person got closer and closer. It seemed like he was heading towards the tavern behind Imperial Divine Ming and Zhan Wu Shang. But the two of them could already confirm that this person wasn't Thousand Miles. They did look similar, but the difference in their temperament was too great. Thousand Miles always walked straight on the road, making people feel like he was a piece of iron that wouldn't fall or soften. But this person? He was basically a puddle of mud. Walking on him made people feel like they were crawling. How could this be Thousand Miles?
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