My Player 2

Chapter 230 Send them all, brother

Today is the Hu family’s monthly family dinner.

The head of the family, Hu Tutu, stipulates that no matter how busy he is with business, as long as they still recognize him as their father, they must bring their family to have a meal.

The old man was very stubborn and took this very seriously, often getting angry about it.

But today, the whole family was sitting at the dinner table, and the food on the table had already gone cold, but the stubborn old man with the sour face still hadn't arrived.

Aunt Wang came back from her room and looked at the untouched food, and hurriedly urged:

"Hey, I told you not to wait for him, hurry up and eat first."

As she said this, she returned to her seat and picked up a chicken wing for each of the children.

"Don't let the child starve."

The eldest son was smart enough. He glanced at his father and only started eating reluctantly after seeing him nod slightly.

The whole family sat in silence and had a family dinner without the head of the family for the first time.

The eldest and second brother were busy with their business, so after dinner they rushed to catch the plane.

The third brother had nothing to do, so he helped Aunt Wang clean up, heated up some untouched dishes, and brought them to Lao Hu's study.

The books on the bookshelf have been updated, including "Research on the Social Structure of Megacities" and "County and Township Seres"... all of which show signs of being read.

"Auntie Wang, is Dad interested in grassroots governance recently?" the third child asked curiously.

Aunt Wang put the food on the table, glanced at her husband lying in the holographic cabin, nodded and said:
"Well, Lao Hu has been in a good mood recently. Not only does he sleep soundly, he also smiles when nothing happens and doesn't talk in his sleep much anymore."

"That's a good feeling."

The third brother picked up a book at random, flipped through two pages and put it back.

He just came to see Lao Deng and learn about the old man's recent health condition.

After all, he is his biological father.

The old man in the holographic cabin looks good at first glance, so there's no need to worry.

Thinking of this, the third brother sighed.

He actually admires Lao Hu very much.

It’s not because Lao Deng can make money, but because he still insists on living.

He was in his 50s, his group was listed and he was at the peak of his life, but he became a high-level paraplegic due to a car accident and lost sensation below his head.

Going to the toilet, eating, reading... I need someone to serve me no matter what I do.

To be honest, the third brother couldn't imagine what the point of living like this was.

Especially since Lao Hu is still such a strong and ambitious person.

He has ambitions but no freedom, and is trapped in a broken body, suffering every minute and every second.

Because of this, even though the old man spent more than 4 million on the game, the three brothers in the family did not complain about it.

You have to know that this is consumption, not investment, and the money spent cannot be recovered.

I hope the old guy can get a brief respite in the fake game world.

Recalling the majestic father in his memory, the third brother sighed again and left the room.

……

"What are you?"

"Hu Tutu" bumped into the elf in front of him with his shoulder like a little gangster, with his face raised and a look of "hit me!"

"What are you looking at?" 'Anhe Feng' was not willing to be outdone and pushed his chest forward.

But because it was a new level 1 account, he was knocked off balance by Hu Tutu.

Hundreds of people from both sides immediately surrounded them, and it seemed like the situation was about to turn into a street fight.

『Fighting Power Stage 3』 was standing not far away, with a group of veteran players, his arms folded across his chest, looking as if it had nothing to do with him.

Although the restrictions on PK are gradually being relaxed, if you fight in a safe zone, the price you have to pay for winning is several times more than if you lose. He doesn't like both sides, so it's best to fight quickly, and then he will be responsible for collecting the bodies.

But unfortunately, both sides only exchanged some harsh words, and the most intense battle began when the two old enemies' chests touched.

The gang led by 'Anhe Zhifeng' had just entered the game, and they were all small accounts that had not been upgraded. Basically, they would die if they were touched at all. Even if 'Hu Tutu' wanted to beat them up, he had to worry about accidentally killing them in seconds, and thus getting his account banned for a week.

Apart from anything else, what Hu Tutu fears most now is having his account blocked.

He was previously banned from playing the game for three days because he killed other players.

It's even more painful than killing him.

This game has official endorsement and involves aspects related to national defense. The data is all run on supercomputers and there is no channel for external modification. There is no way to unblock it even if you want to spend money.

The two sides did not fight face to face, but still arranged a PK in the arena. No outside aid was allowed, and the stakes were 20 sets of [Craft Dragon Blood].

The onlookers, seeing that there was nothing interesting to see, scattered like birds and beasts.

"Anhe Feng" muttered a few words and cursed, then left without looking back with dozens of new recruits under his command.

"Fighting Power Stage 3" brought dozens of veteran players and watched them leave, as if they were not members of the same guild.

Even though he was a fire elemental, one could tell he looked bad.

What the hell is this?
They earned the dragon's blood and the craft beer, so how dare they use this stupid thing as a bet when they just arrived?
Still have this arrogant attitude.

Do you really think I'm your little brother?
……

On the other side, Hu Tutu seemed to be in high spirits, walking back with a group of younger brothers.

He saw that the "Golden Wind" factions were divided into many factions. The "Peaceful Wind" had some abilities and was a good commander in team battles, but he had no idea how to behave.

Not only did he ignore his colleague who came to pick him up, he also gambled with him about the guild's things.

People like this are used to being in a position without doing anything and treat the company's resources as their own. They are destined to have limited achievements in the future and will also be a serious drag on the company.

When he was in the business world, he was often cheated by idiots like this.

He was determined to get those 20 sets of [Crafted Dragon Blood] this time.

"Okay, everyone has worked hard this time, let's get busy and try to recruit more new people."

Hu Tutu waved away the minions around him, then pulled Dutch Wisdom Tooth Extraction over and asked:

"You said you found a golden NPC?"

"Yeah." 'Dutch Wisdom Teeth Extraction' nodded, "Pure gold."

"Are there any screenshots of the properties?" he asked.

"Damn, all I saw were question marks. I forgot to cut it off." Dutch Wisdom Tooth Extraction scratched his head. "Boss, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, take me to see him."

The heavily-armored warrior in silver armor patted the young mage beside him with his heavy palms. His sturdy body looked majestic, and he showed a mouthful of big white teeth.

"Send them all, bro. Why are you apologizing?"

If subordinates made such low-level mistakes in the company, it would mean that they had a problem with their attitude, and Hu Tutu would definitely scold them.

But here is the game.

"Hu Tutu" is the players' guild president and the big brother who gives out money.

Naturally, he would not treat his brothers like employees.

Putting aside other things, it is not difficult to make money from this game. So many people are still willing to play it after the second round, it is definitely not for the money.

Everyone knows that those who pursue their "imperial ambitions" value friendship the most.

In the first week, this group of people fought a battle with a foreign guild in order to vent their anger on the newcomers, spending millions of dollars worth of resources.

Whether male or female, they are all good friends.

(End of this chapter)