My Player 2

Chapter 368 Who are you?

"Keep it a secret." The driver smiled slightly and decided to whet the guy's appetite.

After all, this guy had left her alone for a week before deciding to sign a contract with the company three days ago.

She wanted revenge for being ignored before.

"Humorous Old Deng" shrugged his shoulders, not really curious, since there were only a few targets anyway.

Only the best players can pass the interview of [Shuhai Pictures], and the range of those who can get Class I contracts is even smaller.

Since this monster girl is unwilling to say, let the real owner reveal himself.

"Humorous Lao Deng" @ everyone in the backstage professional players' group chat:
"These level 210 NPCs seem to be here for the big guy who signed a Class I contract. Who is he? So powerful?"

Every signed contract must be kept confidential, but it is difficult to keep it confidential for the players.

Anyway, "Humorous Lao Deng" has seen no less than three contracts in the forum.

However, before the announcement of the new version was released, players did not know what signing the contract meant, and most people signed the contract after the announcement was issued.

Three days in the game only elapsed nine hours in reality, not to mention that the announcement was made in the early morning, and most people went to bed after signing the contract.

Therefore, "Humorous Lao Deng" doesn't know which old friends chose to sign the contract.

"Class I? You must be kidding!"

"How much base salary does that require? Don't just idle and reach the maximum level."

"It's not fair. I defeated a demigod in a cross-level fight, and she only gave me a Class III contract."

The professional players in the group started chatting, but except for a few people who signed Class III contracts, no one else in the group said anything.

This is a bad idea. It's only 10:30 in the morning and most people haven't gotten up yet...

"Humorous Lao Deng" turned off the sparse group chat, looked at the monster girl beside him, his Adam's apple moved slightly, but in the end he did not ask a question.

This guy was obviously trying to keep her in suspense, so it was up to her to pay attention to him now.

"Humorous Old Deng" maintained his signature indifferent smile, pretending to be indifferent, and followed the group of bigwigs into the reception room on the top floor of the Magic Chamber of Commerce building.

The God of Creation has prepared a banquet and invited the big guys to sit down and discuss in detail.

As a newly signed artist of [Shuhai Pictures], "Humorous Lao Deng" also managed to get a seat at the banquet, but he always felt that he had seen the dishes on the table made with items dropped by bosses somewhere.

It seems that it was done by the players whose secondary occupations were [Chef] during the previous special mission?

It's been almost a week, right?

Looking at these delicacies that looked like they were freshly baked, he thought for a moment and understood the reason.

After these dishes are placed on the plates, they are immediately sealed with time-stop magic. As long as there is enough mana, they can remain fresh forever.

Supernatural powers can be used in any aspect, not just limited to combat.

"Humorous Lao Deng" sat in the corner, picking up his chopsticks from time to time, and silently listened to the conversation between the big guys.

The new version mainly opens up the star sea gameplay, but it is not easy to leave the world.

Those players who serve as mercenaries have already arrived at the outer starport and will soon be sent to their employers to serve as cheap labor.

Becoming an artist of [Shuhai Pictures] is also a way to leave the world.

Although they are not as free as mercenaries, they do not have to worry about transportation issues and can get a stable and high salary.

This is a hidden gameplay that only a very small number of advanced players are qualified to experience.

The bosses of both sides talked a lot. The regional manager of [Shuhai Pictures] wanted to buy the souls of the contracted players from the Creator God. But the Creator God said that the souls of the players could only be guaranteed to be free of any damage after the death of the body under His protection.

There was some unpleasantness between the two sides over this.

However, when they were halfway through their conversation, the God of Creation said he was going out to pick up a few friends, and then brought three guys who were suspected to be level 210 into the house.

After the three new bosses joined, the regional manager's attitude softened.

Eventually, the two parties reached an agreement that [Shuhai Pictures] would provide the energy, and the God of Creation would provide unlimited resurrections for the contracted players, and would not take a share of the rewards from the players.

Damn, unlimited resurrections!
"Humorous Old Deng" sincerely praised "Thief God" in his heart.

When seniors have good news, they really share it.

Then they talked about some trivial matters. [Shuhai Pictures] wanted to build their signal base station and corresponding entertainment facilities in this world, and the profits could be shared with the God of Creation.

Those big guys used magic to chat privately. "Humorous Lao Deng" only knew that they talked for a long time, but didn't know how much share they discussed specifically.

After discussing all this, the regional manager brought up the issue of buying the artist’s soul.

But this time, he only mentioned the guy with the Class I contract.

This meal lasted five hours. In reality, it was already a little after eleven o'clock, which was the time for those who stayed up late to get up. The group finally became lively.

"Humorous Lao Deng" shared the news at the dinner table with the professional players in the group, and the group of people started discussing who was so awesome.

"If we talk about the strongest player at this stage, it should be Brother Dao, right?"

"Although the thief is a bit low in level, his strength is there. I think it is most likely him."

"Lu Zhishen? That's right, he's the only demigod player currently, and he has a freak reaction speed. More importantly, he's a magical girl, and his long legs are pretty tight after he transforms, so it's not impossible to give him the one."

"Isn't the Broken Leg a hidden profession? He's hiding the method of advancement from the public. Could it be him?"

"It can't be the Baron, can it?"

Everyone in the group made all kinds of guesses, from professional players who have won many championships to top casual players, it seems that anyone could get a Class I contract.

Bang! ! !
At the banquet, Li Li smashed his wine glass on the table and said in a tough manner:
"I've already said that only I can protect their souls. There's no room for negotiation."

The regional manager with a dog head still maintained his elegant demeanor and responded by shaking his finger:
"No, no, no, you misunderstood. We don't intend to let that talented person with great potential participate in any dangerous battles. He is following the path of being an idol, not risking his life on the battlefield."

Li Li also calmed down, crossed his arms, took a few deep breaths as if he was sulking, and then said:
"Then let him decide for himself. No matter what choice he makes, you and I must accept it."

"Ok!" The Kobold manager snapped his fingers slowly, looked around at the people at the table, and ordered the irrelevant people to leave: "Everyone, this is a business secret, could you please step aside?"

The three level 210 bosses who came here and the two saints who were there to make up the numbers were all asked to leave the room.

"Humorous Lao Deng" is still here because he is already a member of [Shuhai Films].

After the outsiders left, the [President], at the instruction of the two leaders, brought in the big boss who was said to be the only one who had signed a Class I contract.

"Humorous Lao Deng" stretched his neck and saw a player with a pointy head and an "evil god face" walking in with his head held high.

No, who is this guy?

He quickly scanned the man's ID and saw the character information of this evil god-faced person.

"Faulty G7 people?"

"Who?"

(The second chapter will be updated at two o'clock. I will first post a 2000-word chapter and then revise it. As compensation, the revised text will be at least 2500 words.)
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