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Chapter 88

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It was relatively easy to open a shop in War.

Because the AI of the NPCs in the game was high enough, hiring NPCs could completely take on the troublesome tasks of guarding the shop, selling goods, and so on.

If there was a fixed channel, even the problems of importing and exporting goods could be solved by hiring high-AI merchant NPCs.

In other words, opening a shop in War did not require players to guard it themselves. Instead, they could just invest money and hire a few NPCs, just like some franchise stores in reality.

Wasn't there a good saying? Investing in a shop was a big profit!

That was why shops in War were very popular in the beginning. Almost all the shops in the system cities with good locations were bought by players who topped up their money. This also led to Star Gaming Company making a lot of money.

Very quickly, this investment boom turned into a wave of large-scale closures after just half a month.

It was not difficult to open a shop in War, but it was definitely not easy to run it without losing money.

Because if one completely relied on system stores to purchase goods and sell them, it would be impossible to make a profit from selling the goods.

Moreover, because the initial life profession skill level of the players was too low, the items and equipment produced by the players had a high failure rate and poor attributes. They were even worse than the White Grade equipment in the system stores.

This situation only started to improve after three months in the game, when the players' normal life professions had leveled up to the intermediate level. Only then did the players' shops turn losses into profits.

Feng Luo's shop was one of these players' shops.

A month and a half after he had entered the game, he had set up a small shop in Silvermoon City. Then, he had spent more than four months to get his ammunition shop, Wind Mark, on the right track. He had spent a lot of time and effort.

In fact, this ammunition shop could be considered as his hope.

In his "previous life," when he was a mercenary, his biggest dream was to survive and retire after earning enough money. Then, he would set up a small gun shop in a small city near a mountain in a country that allowed the sale of guns.

Then, in his free time, he would be free to go target practice or go camping or hunting in the mountains.

Now that he had transmigrated to this world, guns were actually as illegal as prostitution in real life. Hence, he could only fulfill this dream in the game.

It was precisely because of this that he invested so much energy in the gun shop, to the point that his level was far behind the mainstream players.

Because of this, the gun shop was considered a relatively "soft" spot in Feng Luo's heart. When he heard that something had happened to the shop, he became angry.

When Feng Luo rushed back to Silvermoon City from Storm City, he noticed something strange in front of the shop.

Seven to eight players of different classes were standing around the shop, intentionally or unintentionally, blocking all the entrances to his shop.

There was nothing unusual about their actions, but whenever a player tried to enter the store to buy something, they would send them away with their eyes.

If an average player had done this, they would have probably encountered some unhappy players. After all, everyone in the game was more hot-tempered. Who was afraid of who? Dying wouldn't cost any experience anyway.

But when they did that, almost all the players chose to leave obediently because they all had a golden dragon head symbol on their chests.

Feng Luo stood at the side of the road. It was hard to tell if his expression was cold or angry.

Beside him, there were also a few passers-by who were watching the commotion and talking in low voices.

"Hey, bro, what's going on? Why is this shop blocked by people from the Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group? "

"I'm not sure, but it's obviously not a good thing. With them blocking the entrance, this shop is basically useless. If they block it for seven to eight days, everyone will know that this shop is not on good terms with the Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group. By then, even if they don't block it, business will probably plummet. "

"That's a ruthless move! But if they block the shop like this and the shop owner calls the police, aren't they afraid that the guards will arrest them and put them in jail? "

"How would they arrest them and put them in jail? They didn't use their hands to stop people, and they didn't say they couldn't let people in. Hehe, loopholes in the rules, you know? "

"Moreover, the Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group is also very famous among the NPCs. Speaking of which, the NPCs in this game have really high IQs, and they also have personalities. Most of the time, their attitude toward the Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group is completely different from others. Sigh, even I want to join the Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group. Too bad their main group is already full. "

"Hey! Why is this person still walking in? Can't he see that something is wrong? "

"I don't know. There are always some hotheads. We'll just watch them make a fool of themselves."

Feng Luo ignored the players behind him, who had strange expressions on their faces. Instead, he walked straight into his shop with a cold expression.

"Hey, friend. You're going the wrong way! "

A Machine Gun player with inverted triangular eyes said in a low voice. He first signaled for Feng Luo to leave with his eyes, but Feng Luo ignored him completely.

He did not recognize Feng Luo.

In fact, although the Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group had discovered the wanted poster, there was no picture of Feng Luo on it.

This was because the game had a portrait protection system. When taking pictures or videos in the game, if the original owner's consent was not obtained, the character's face would be automatically distorted. Therefore, the Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group could not obtain Feng Luo's portrait. Only the few members of Roaring Dragon Ruinous Star who had actually come into contact with Feng Luo could recognize him directly.

"Friend, the Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group is doing business. I hope you can give us some face. Don't refuse a toast … "

Seeing that Feng Luo had no intention of stopping, the Machine Gunner's tone became a little gloomy.

He did not say the second half of the sentence, because if he did, it might trigger the system's language provocation judgment.

This Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group player was clearly very good at this, so he knew how to avoid the forbidden language.

"Get lost!"

Feng Luo said coldly, staring at his shop.

"You … What did you say?!"

The Machine Gunner clearly did not expect Feng Luo to directly use a verbal attack, so he was subconsciously a little stunned.

"I told all of you to get lost!"

Feng Luo said coldly as he turned around and stared at his face.

Warning! Due to your malicious personal attack on others, your name is yellow for five minutes. Please stop your uncivilized behavior, or the punishment time will increase!

The system notification made Feng Luo's annoyance double. He suddenly had an urge to hit someone.

"So it's you, Feng Zhi Luoye!"

Seeing the ID above Feng Luo's head that had turned yellow, the Machine Gunner suddenly realized something, and a smile of success appeared on his inverted triangular eyes.

"You're finally willing to show yourself? Speaking of which, it's been hard for us to find you … "

"Boss!"

Two sobbing voices rang out. Two female NPC salesgirls dressed in western cowboy attire stood at the door looking at him, their expressions a little aggrieved.

"Hey, Boss! Hey, you're really generous with your credits. You actually hired two high-AI beauties as your employees. You're rich, aren't you? Speaking of which, their IQ is really not bad. They actually knew to call you back and didn't make us wait too long! "

The Machine Gunner's face had an expression that was asking for a beating, and his tone was trying to provoke Feng Luo's emotions.

"However. Feng Zhi Luoye, you've been hiding for the past few days, it's really a little disappointing … "

"Bang!"

The sound of a fist colliding with soft flesh was followed by the collective shocked expressions of the surrounding players.

Feng Luo directly punched the Machine Gunner's face, forcing the latter half of the sentence out of his mouth.

Warning: You have maliciously attacked others in the city. Your behavior has been reported to the Guard. Your yellow name time has increased to 12 hours!

The system notification made Feng Luo feel quite disgusted with War's red name system.

However, the game was set up that way. The other party's words and actions had deliberately avoided the system's yellow name rules, and Feng Luo's initiative to say "get lost" had completely violated the forbidden words of the system.

And now, with the "maliciously attacked," it had increased the yellow name time.

He knew the other party's intentions, but if he still dared not to hit someone in this situation and was afraid of the slightest thing, then this game would be a little too stifling.

Yellow name it is, I just want to hit someone!

(PS: There's still one more chapter. Maybe it will be after 12 o 'clock. I overestimated my speed.)

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