The next day, adhering to the principle that no matter how small the mosquito leg is, the 50,000 points that Luo swept yesterday finally arrived, and then posted a post to promote the Luo Ling Museum website.
Fifty thousand points, in fact, is the promotion reward, and the promoters are selected and certified, most of them are media professionals. After they take the promotion reward, they will publicize the news through various channels.
Of course, the main communication channel is basically online, but that is enough, because Luo Ling Museum is an online trading website similar to Earth's JD.
After posting the promotion post, Luo swept 10,000 points in the puzzle area. Turning around, he found that the 50,000 points injected into the promotion post were less than half, and the efficiency of consumption was quite amazing.
Normally, even if it is a promotion post, the group of professional media people choose it based on the object. Now the points are consumed so fast, in fact, it is the effect of Luo's exclusive certification ID.
"It seems that there is no problem with the promotion. If I want to get the website on the right track in three months, it depends on Sa Ling." Luo looked at the prompts popping up one by one in the background and thought silently in his heart.
For antiques, the most terrible thing is to buy fakes. For well-known auctions like You Kexin, the admission fee, handling fee, and auction price are 20% or 30% higher than other places, but they are not formal enough, so there is an endless stream of collectors going to You Kexin every year.
The antiques that Law brought out of the Kentia Desert were basically valued between 50 billion and 80 billion. The floating price of the antiques themselves was very high. If they were operated well, they might be able to raise the value.
If this pile of real goods is transported to You Kexin, it is true that he can sit and wait for the money, but he will lose a lot of money.
However, Luo wants to create such a website, not because of the loss of money, but because he wants to expand the website and then make it into an intelligence channel.
Moreover, if he wanted to increase his strength, there were two fastest ways. One was to go to unexplored ruins, where he could find antiques, and the other was to find A-grade food ingredients, which could be converted into money after increasing his strength.
When Luo Ling Museum is formed, it can be used to convert antiques and ingredients into money, and it can also be used to open a unique platform for information trading, antique trading …
In short, if it can achieve the desired level, its value is definitely not inferior to Jin's Island of Greed game.
Money was useful everywhere, including in the Hunter's World.
Luo Ceng and Jin had discussed the plan to enter the Darkness Continent. From Jin's point of view, the team mustn't be too bloated. The main idea was that quality was more important than quantity. The members of the team had to be carefully selected, and everyone had to have special skills to deal with the unknown and cruel.
That was one thing. The other thing was the equipment and materials, which would cost more than 100 billion yuan.
Therefore, if one wished to gather a sizeable group and head to the Darkness Continent, money was a necessity.
Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.
Law had only one thing to do during this time, which was to earn points and then spend them.
The effect of the promotion post had been shown. The traffic on the website continued to surge. Although thousands of different types of antiques were listed with extremely detailed information, no one had placed an order, let alone the auction process.
Without authoritative certification or something like a certificate of authenticity, the credibility of a website with thousands of authentic antiques was pitifully low. In the eyes of most people, it was no different from a street stall.
"The promotion issue has been resolved. Next is the security issue. I have to meet Pe as soon as possible. Even if I can't recruit him, I can ask him to help design a super high level security program. As for the cooperation with Curator Kloba, I'll leave it to Sa Ling."
Law got up from the computer table and stretched.
It was rare for him to sit here for more than ten days.
"Law, I strongly recommend hiring two customer service specialists. I'm so annoyed." Sabot looked like he was about to vomit blood.
"Let's discuss it again."
Luo's casual words pushed Sabot's suggestion back.
There were still five days before the Ohara Museum's Appreciation Conference began. Sa Ling had already booked a flight ticket to the Ubian Continent that night.
The Appreciation Conference would attract a lot of rich people and collectors. It was held every year between June and August. Every time, it would be held before September, and September was the time when You Kexin would welcome the grand occasion.
In other words, this Appreciation Conference was actually a warm-up conference for You Kexin to deliver valuable goods. Of course, among the participating collectors, there were really some who deliberately came to show off.
The value of the collection was the face of the collector, and the Appreciation Conference was a great opportunity to show it.
That night, Law sent Sa Ling to the airport.
"Senior sister, have a safe trip."
Law personally sent Sa Ling to the spaceship.
"You really don't want to come? It's a rare opportunity. "Sa Ling's beautiful eyes were shining.
"I really want to go, but the website's security program needs to be dealt with as soon as possible." Law replied with a smile. After he solved the promotion issue, he would go to Pe.
Sa Ling was silent for a moment and sighed: "You really value Law's Museum."
"Don't you?" Law asked back.
Sa Ling smiled charmingly and did not speak. She waved at Law and boarded the spaceship.
After watching Sa Ling board the spaceship, Law left the airport and returned to the Hunters' Association.
The company rented the building of the Hunters' Association, so there was basically no need to guard against thieves from the real world. But to guard against threats from the Internet, that was the most important thing.
Luo Hui went to the office, sat in front of the computer, logged in to the forum, and posted a post.
[There is probably no player in the world who can finish Super Mario faster than me!]
A few seconds later, a user named Pe replied to the post …
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At night, the night breeze was slightly bright.
The lights of the city's avenues meandered like a dragon, extending to the far distance, like the roots of a blooming tree, spreading out.
The traffic flowed on the street, overlooking from the sky, the scene of the early evening lights was just like this.
The bustling city and the deserted suburbs were a clear contrast. In a group of unfinished buildings that failed investment, one of the buildings emitted light.
A group of people with different costumes, body shapes, and clothes surrounded the candlelight in the building, either sitting or standing.
A young man with short black hair was standing on the second floor. He was wearing a black casual suit with a white bandage on his forehead. His eyes were like stars, and even the scattered candlelight in the building couldn't cover up his spirit.
Below, there were twelve people scattered.
"We haven't gathered for a year and a half, right?" A short man wearing a black trench coat that covered half of his face said.
"Yes." Someone responded.
This group of people was the Phantom Squadron. Perhaps it was a habit, their gathering place or temporary stronghold was basically related to the unfinished buildings.
"Leader, what are we going to rob this time?" The short man in the black windbreaker, Fei Tan, raised his head and looked at Kulolo, who was standing on the second floor.
Culolo put his hands in his pockets and looked up through the roof that had not yet been built, looking at the stars in the sky. After hearing Feitan's words, he slowly lowered his head and said lightly: "O 'Hara Museum."
"Museum again?" Woking said uninterestedly.
Culolo looked at him and calmly said: "This time is different."
Woking curled his lips and said: "How is it different? Can the security guard of the target take a punch from me?"
"Maybe." Culolo replied.
"Oh?"
Woking's eyes suddenly lit up.
A blonde baby-faced young man explained: "O 'Hara Museum is a private museum, but its security capability is second to none in the industry. Because the owner of the museum is quite rich, he has hired a lot of professional hunters."
This blonde young man was called Swordsmen, an expert in the operation department.
"Leader, you are eyeing O 'Hara Museum because of the appreciation convention, right? I heard that this year, there will be seven beauties in the limelight. "The Swordsmen looked at Culolo.
"Yes."
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