Coincidentally, it was Monday, the day the gaming platform would split the profits and the day the system would settle the accounts.
To Pei Qian, this should have been a day he was looking forward to. However, at this moment, he felt bored and even wanted to cry.
The 50,000 yuan that he was so sure of was gone!
However, what was to come would come.
Pei Qian did not call out the system interface. However, perhaps it was because of settlement, the interface automatically appeared in Pei Qian's vision.
Looking at those two numbers, Pei Qian was like a salted fish as he laid on his bed, losing his dreams.
In two weeks, the game had sold more than 200,000 copies!
To other game creators, this was a dream start that they could brag about for the rest of their lives!
However, to Pei Qian, this was an absolute nightmare …
On the screen, new entries kept appearing.
Looking at those lines of words, Pei Qian lost his dreams completely. He was no different from being dead.
Adding insult to injury!
Rubbing salt into the wound!
During settlement, the 70,000 yuan that he earned was only converted into 700 yuan. That was enough to make Pei Qian's heart ache.
However, at that time, he consoled himself that at least the System Funds he earned could be invested into the next round so that he could lose even more.
However, after settlement, Pei Qian realized that there seemed to be a fixed amount in the System Funds after each settlement.
If it was lower than the fixed amount, the system would top it up!
The minimum amount for the first settlement was 50,000 yuan while the second was 300,000 yuan. In other words, if Pei Qian's System Funds were lower than 300,000 yuan, it would be topped up to 300,000 yuan regardless of whether it was 10,000 yuan or 290,000 yuan!
Whether he made or lost money before the previous settlement, it would not affect the starting funds for the next stage unless Pei Qian could earn more than 300,000 yuan with 50,000 yuan.
Pei Qian could no longer calculate how much he had lost this time. All he felt was a wave of heartache.
"On the bright side, I have at least 700 extra income, which can slightly improve my life …"
Looking at the three hundred thousand in the System Funds, Pei Qian started drooling.
Unfortunately, he couldn't spend this money casually.
Pei Qian checked his bank balance online and found that it had indeed increased by 754.60 yuan. It matched the number displayed by the system.
However, there was no transfer information. It was as if the balance of the bank card had changed automatically.
Pei Qian roughly understood how the system worked.
The powerful ability of the system was to directly change the balance of the company account and personal bank account without arousing the suspicion of any person or institution.
The initial 50,000 yuan that the system had released was deposited in the company's account of Tengda Network Technology Co., Ltd. As the boss of the company, Pei Qian could freely use this money to invest in any industry.
However, if there were any violations such as spending the money on food, drinks, or personal consumption, the system would immediately take back the money, stop the current wealth conversion cycle, and even remove the binding relationship with Pei Qian!
It was up to the system to determine the specific violation, but it also followed the general rules.
For example, if Pei Qian were to spend money on food, he couldn't treat his friends to a meal. However, he could use it for company gatherings or team building activities.
After the game earned profits, the money from the gaming platform would be transferred to the company's account as well. This was the same as other games companies.
However, Pei Qian still couldn't spend it recklessly!
During settlement, the system would convert the money into Personal Wealth based on the changes in the company's account and change Pei Qian's personal bank balance.
This was the money that Pei Qian could spend freely without any restrictions from the system!
"The next settlement is a month later."
"No, I have to think of a way to squander all three hundred thousand this time around. I can't have a single cent left!"
Pei Qian sat up from his bed and switched on his computer to search 'how to incur losses'.
The results were all 'how not to incur losses'.
"Trash Qiandu!"
Pei Qian looked up at the sky, his anger and sorrow evident in his words.
"There's no class this afternoon. Come, come, let's play!"
Someone shouted, and everyone in the dormitory responded in unison.
Ma Yang popped his head down from the top bunk. "Brother Qian, are you coming? You haven't played with us in a long time. Look at how worried you are … could you have met with some relationship problems? "
What relationship problems?!
This is way more important than relationship problems! My fifty thousand is gone just like that!
Pei Qian couldn't be bothered to say anything and couldn't say anything.
That was because of the rules of the system. Pei Qian couldn't reveal or hint at the existence of the system or the challenge to anyone. In fact, he couldn't even raise any suspicions.
"Alright, I'll play a round with you guys today," Pei Qian switched on his computer and opened Gods Rising.
Pei Qian had already researched it previously. Gods Rising was similar to DOTA. Even though he wasn't that good at it, he wasn't bad either.
Based on Pei Qian's advanced understanding, he should be able to carry a round or two in a dormitory battle.
Ma Yang was elated. "Brother Qian, you're here! We'll definitely destroy the dormitory!"
Very quickly, the dormitory was filled with keyboard tapping and mouse clicking sounds. From time to time, there were even shouts.
“NICE！”
"Awesome!"
"He's showing off! He's showing off!"
"Ma Yang, where are you?!"
"Old Ma, why aren't you around every time we fight?! Don't be greedy for minions, f * ck! "
The intense battle made Pei Qian forget about the pain of losing fifty thousand yuan. Very quickly, he was immersed in the game.
Even though Pei Qian wasn't familiar with Gods Rising, he benefited from his memories of similar games and was able to carry the game quite well!
Half an hour later …
"Defeat!"
Pei Qian looked at his own base exploding on the screen and then at his own score on the top right corner.
11-2-7。
"How the f * ck … I can still lose …"
Pei Qian was about to vomit. He had been having a great time killing everyone and everything was going smoothly. Yet, he couldn't beat his opponents in the middle of the game and was even defeated in the later stages.
Looking at his four teammates, Ma Yang's score of '2-2-2' was rather eye-catching.
It was a pity that Gods Rising did not have the ability to calculate the participation rate. Otherwise, Ma Yang's participation rate would probably be quite touching.
Pei Qian carefully recalled the various battles.
It seemed like … his side had indeed been fighting four against five …
Ma Yang was eating the minions while the others were fighting together.
Ma Yang was happily stealing minions while the others were fighting for the key resources.
Ma Yang remembered that his teammates were captured and shouted, 'They're gone!' before continuing to eat minions.
Mmm …
It was tiring!
Ma Yang said regretfully, "Sigh, it's a pity that we lost."
He looked at Pei Qian on the lower bunk once more. "Brother Qian, don't just focus on getting fat. You have to carry!"
Ah! "
Pei Qian nearly vomited blood.
Wasn't I f * cking considered a carry?
Did you want me to cheat and destroy the enemy's main base with one skill? Only then would I be considered a carry?!
However, Pei Qian did not retort because he knew very well that Ma Yang was such a person …
Ma Yang wasn't trying to disgust people, he was just a noob …
He belonged to the type that didn't have high limits but extremely low limits.
In Pei Qian's memory, Ma Yang actively participated in all sorts of clubs and ran errands for the teachers during his four years in university. He was also serious in class and never absent.
In the end, he didn't get any good things or find a good job after graduation. Eventually, he returned home to work at the unit his parents found for him.
Of course, everyone had their own aspirations and that wasn't a bad choice.
However, it definitely wasn't a good choice.
When it came to gaming, Ma Yang belonged to the type that didn't touch anything.
If one said that he played well, his awareness would always be half a beat slower. After playing games for so many years, he had basically never carried a game.
If one said that he played poorly, his numbers were passable after every game. However, one couldn't say that he was the worst.
If one said that his standard couldn't be raised or lowered, there wasn't much room for improvement.
That was the only person.
To be honest, he was born to be a slacker.
Pei Qian could not help but recall the famous Otto quote 'Silver is equivalent to terminal cancer'. What was there to argue about such a person?
Wait a minute.
Suddenly, Pei Qian realized a problem.
He had just realized that Ma Yang was born to be a slacker. He couldn't accomplish anything but was good at spoiling things. He was the type that would drag his teammates down for a hundred years.
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