Chapter 37 Brother Low-Key's Ambitions
"150,000! Brother, that's sincere, right?" Brother Low-Key gritted his teeth and said. Money was secondary; he had already received pillow-side information from his mom that in a few days, God of Wealth would gather everyone for dinner. This time, he mustn't fall behind, even if he doesn't lead the pack.
Especially since he seized the opportunity, wasn't it just to block that guy's breakthrough path? Just thinking about it feels great.
Slutty Mouth was stunned; he really couldn't understand the world of the rich.
This is money, not toilet paper.
Suppressing his pounding heart, he hesitated a bit.
With so much money, he couldn't overstep his boundaries, otherwise real-life human flesh search would be troublesome.
Don't earn money only to lose yourself.
Besides, the money wasn't really his.
Involving such a huge sum of cash, Slutty Mouth was actually a bit scared, so he gritted his teeth and said directly: "Brother Low-Key, you're straightforward and righteous. I can't be insincere, so let me speak plainly."
"This opportunity is rare. I gave up all friendliness for a chance to get up to 13 prizes to aid breaking through Level 10."
Thirteen prizes?
Damn!
With that, Brother Low-Key's expression changed instantly. Thirteen chances? Oh my, breakthrough opportunities are precious due to their rarity.
Too many and they'll lose value.
His expression changed again and again.
After a long pause, he took a deep breath and said: "Brother, you're sincere! I'm really impressed with you. From now on, you're like a brother to me. If I need anything, I'll come to you first."
That was said with a degree of seriousness; otherwise, spending 150,000 for one opportunity would make him a fool, and that'd be embarrassing.
"Fixed price—thirteen prizes, I'll pay 300,000. Honestly, it's to delay Young Master Dai's breakthrough time. Apart from me and Young Master Dai, no one else would bid high."
"That's too little. I'm giving you 150,000 for one and Young Master Dai 100,000. At least that's 250,000. What's the point of pouring my heart out? I feel you're trustworthy; we can trade in the future...!"
...!
In the end, Brother Low-Key reluctantly paid 500,000.
That sum was lavish and painful for him! But everything was worth it; he had the resolve.
Of course, also because Slutty Mouth promised not to sell any prize for at least ten days.
Thirteen prizes were finally traded in the warehouse.
Slutty Mouth let out a long breath.
Too tense.
After it ended, he repeatedly checked the transferred RMB.
"500,000... Should I run away?"
"Brother Dao, people can't handle the test of temptation, right? You're making it hard for me!"
Brother Low-Key wasn't Level 10 himself, so he couldn't complete the prize tasks.
But he had plans; the Second Generation wasn't foolish, so he immediately summoned a few of his closest subordinates.
After some communication, his subordinates got busy with excitement.
Soon, a muscular kid brought a young player. Although many joined Young Master Dai's Heaven-Reaching Alliance, many did not. They had confidence in this realistically portrayed game, wanting to carve out their own path.
At least.
A base salary of 1,000 a month wasn't satisfying.
This one, naturally, was also at the Level 10 bottleneck.
"Brother Low-Key, can you really help me break through the Level 10 bottleneck?" The newcomer asked hesitantly.
"Join Supreme Alliance and sign a contract in real life—1,000 base guaranteed. The rest will be like Young Master Dai's. There are no restrictions; breaking through the bottleneck, we can add to the contract, otherwise it's void." Brother Low-Key said bluntly.
"Alright." The newcomer hesitated a bit and nodded, given no prize was obtained after the mouse invasion.
As players, they naturally knew the value of game time, especially early on. Breaking through the bottleneck early gave a lead.
Soon, another subordinate brought Level 10 players.
Currently, in the entire tribe, there are quite a few Level 10 players.
"500,000 allowed me to recruit a group of experts, gaining the capital to rival Young Master Dai. Worth it." Brother Low-Key was full of confidence.
Small Knife went back and handed the prize to Xiu'Er.
Knowing how hard it was to kill the Fierce Beast, it naturally didn't ask just for meat. Regular disassembly was fine; unnecessary parts weren't needed. This let Xiu'Er breathe a sigh of relief, recognizing the beast's value.
But soon enough, a knock sounded.
Back so soon?
Opening the door, a babbling Slutty Mouth excitedly reported selling all for 500,000, leaving Small Knife baffled. Could Young Master Dai really be a fool?
Upon hearing the story, Small Knife couldn't help but marvel at the kid's luck.
"Not bad, your performance pleased me very much. Breaking through your Level 15 bottleneck, leave it to me. Besides, we'll operate in a partnership mode; clear accounts even among brothers." Having tasted profit, Small Knife decided to focus on monetization.
While not lacking money, Small Knife didn't have enough. It was only enough for personal spending, insufficient for building his own force and nurturing brothers. Moreover, collecting various precious skills in the game with investments in Bone Coin was indispensable.
Thinking a bit, Small Knife said: "From now, here will sell various task materials, Bone Spearheads, Beast Meat, higher quality etc., all at wholesale prices, unlimited. You're the sole distributor. Work hard; I believe in you."
Small Knife's roadmap left Slutty Mouth's lips dry and tongue tied, thankful he didn't pilfer the 500,000.
"Following the boss is the wisest decision of my life. Might become superior one day! This game has huge potential." Slutty Mouth said excitedly, with blurred eyes and tingling spine spreading upwards.
"Be confident, omit the 'might'." Small Knife confidently patted his shoulder.
Can't help it; possessing Personal Space makes Small Knife ultra-confident.
Logging off as night fell, reality marked morning.
Brother Low-Key immediately dialed up recruited experts, confirmed by video, then signed contracts online.
He was high-spirited, extremely excited.
Felt previous joys, beauties, brothers, drinking were meaningless; only the game—no, such a realistic second life could fill him. That must be the feeling of successful people.
I'll be even more successful! God of Wealth's aging could mean inheriting that estate.
"I now have the Top Ten Experts; each has broken through the Level 10 bottleneck. Young Master Dai, you're unfit as my opponent, haha!" Brother Low-Key was impatient to replace Young Master Dai.
Small Knife was a bit stunned, having a house, he wasn't rushing offline, for Xiu'Er brought him surprises.
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