Not a god

Chapter 184 Thirteen Boneheads
I lay in bed fiddling with the photos I took today, and then posted them on Bilibili: what delicious food I ate, where I went, what I bought, and a group photo of the Bund at night.

Of course, everyone was completely covered up with emojis.

Old Ginger: I'm out having some fun!
Recently, travel vlogs have become very popular. As a well-known content creator, she also wanted to do it. However, making vlogs carries the risk of exposing personal information. Although she knows that even if their personal information is exposed, the cyber police who are always monitoring them will deal with it quickly, she just wants to share the joy of traveling. Making it so troublesome would be boring.

It was just a simple set of photos, but as soon as it was posted, the number of likes and comments skyrocketed.

That doesn't make sense: Did a big shot come to Shanghai for fun?
Cangcang: [Image] Ahhh, I was also on the Bund today. I just missed the Emperor?
South China Dog: The IP address has also become Shanghai!

Shuiyue Shenwu: Come to Northeast China and give it a try!

Most people have now accepted that the deity behind this account, which netizens unanimously believe is that the "reincarnation" of the Fengdu Emperor, is probably just an ordinary internet-addicted otaku girl.

The idea of ​​reincarnation is just speculation among netizens, mainly based on several foreign deities.

Those Great Luo Heaven beings who stood directly in front of the stage, their identities exposed.

With the internet so developed now, after their identities were exposed, many people naturally dug into the backgrounds of these Da Luo Tian individuals. In the end, they discovered that these people's past experiences did not show anything outstanding, especially the Nordic boy, who was just a child.

However, these Great Heavenly Beings awakened without any prior warning, becoming completely different overnight, as if awakening their innate wisdom, or as if celestial beings descending to earth.

Therefore, netizens speculate that this old ginger is probably in a similar situation, and is the reincarnation of the Fengdu Underworld Emperor in mythology.

The game "The Chosen One" has been out for half a year now. So far, everyone understands that the revival of spiritual energy is an inevitable trend, and this game is an opportunity for the official team to turn a passive situation into an active one.

However, while everyone is constantly exploring Dreamland, they are also very curious about the game's creators. It is certain that the game's production involved official personnel and more than one Da Luo Tian.

So who exactly are these Great Luo Heavens?

It is certain that the owner of the Spirit Shop in each city's market, who offers 100 evil souls for a 20% chance of awakening, is the Lord of Fengdu, and he was definitely involved in the creation of this game.

Furthermore, players discovered that among the many skipped and signed terms at the beginning of the game, there was a particularly offensive one: a disclaimer regarding the "authority to transfer Celestial Souls." Scrolling down, a small line of text indicated that this transfer authority belonged to the "Lord of Fengdu."

At first, no one knew what the Celestial Soul was, but as the game has progressed for so long, many spiritual practitioners have naturally emerged. The so-called Celestial Soul is simply the soul.

Therefore, everyone signed this clause 'selling' their souls to the Lord of Fengdu. Combined with the fact that 'Old Ginger' is a game otaku, many people suspect that they have found the truth: the Lord of Fengdu is definitely the mastermind behind the creation of 'The Chosen One'!

In other words, this is the game GM!
Now, no matter what she posts on her Bilibili account, a group of netizens will immediately fawn over her.

Many well-known content creators and even top celebrities in Shanghai left messages asking if they needed a tour guide in Shanghai, and offered to be their guides.

Besides these individuals, there are also a large number of gaming guilds, most of which have ties to old-school power structures. Bilibili, some gaming companies, Shanghai Culture & Tourism, and Shanghai Mushousi are also making various invitations to them.

Of course, there's basically no chance of getting a reply. It's more like a big shot has come to Shanghai, visited their territory, and posted about his visit, so they have to come and pay their respects to this 'Internet Emperor'.

The seemingly useless person in real life is now enjoying the vanity of becoming a famous content creator, lying in bed scrolling through her phone.

After walking all day, Xiao Chenyi was completely exhausted. She fell asleep halfway through her bath, like a rag doll with its batteries removed. When you pick her up, she feels boneless and limp.

Jiang Yan was writing in her diary, sitting at her desk deep in thought, occasionally biting her pen.

Chen Xi wanted to see what she wrote in her diary, but this guy wouldn't let her see it.

"What can't I see?"

"No, I checked today. Diaries are very private things."

"I know perfectly well what you did today."

"No."

She carefully protected the notebook he had bought for her that day, looking at him warily. Chen Xi had a feeling that his child had grown up and was having her own secrets.

"Alright, Yiyi will sleep with you tonight. See if she kicks off the covers."

"Are you worried she'll kick off the covers?"

"Just a kid."

"I grew up eating garbage when I was a child."

"She picks them up now too."

Chen Xi suddenly realized that Yi Yi's current habit of picking up trash to eat might be influenced by the memories of this larger version of Yi Yi.

"Okay, I'm going back."

"Oh……"

Chen Xi glanced at her out of the corner of her eye and saw that she had been writing in her diary for half a day, and so far she had only written two lines.

"I took a plane today, the plane was so big! I came to Haikou, there are so many people here, I ate..."

The handwriting was ugly, and there were many corrections and erasures, which is probably why I didn't want to show it to him.

In the evening, the two little gingers were in poor health. After walking all day, they were completely exhausted. After taking a bath, they were like two salted fish, unable to move on the bed, with sore legs and a sore back.

The girl's legs were firm and without an ounce of fat, smooth and white. Chen Xi massaged them, and with a pinch, both of them groaned and trembled with pleasure.

The next day, the two little gingers were the most "i" (a slang term for being overly enthusiastic). Every time they expended too much energy outdoors, they needed to replenish their energy by staying indoors. After wandering around outside all day yesterday, they absolutely did not want to go out the next day and stayed in the dark of the hotel, operating electronic devices.

Chen Xi then took Jiang Yan to the Shanghai branch of the All-China Youth Federation.

The Shanghai branch also rented two floors of office space to handle paperwork, communication, and external task assignments.

"Brother Chen is here." "Hello, Director Chen!"

"Let's go to the conference room first."

At its headquarters in Jiangcheng, the Youth Federation's development is gradually getting on track. Currently, its work covers a wide range of areas, from forming teams to acquire resources in Dreamland, to the guild's production-related crafting and refining by the Chosen Ones to form an internal cycle, as well as external sales and providing customized services to some enterprises.

However, in an environment teeming with powerful figures, the Shanghai branch of the Youth Federation is smaller than some gaming guilds that rely solely on capital injections and lack the background of influential figures from the old era.

Besides the fact that there are no second-tier experts here, another reason is that this is Shanghai, a place of extravagance and debauchery, where people's desires are like the broken diamonds accumulated at the bottom of the Huangpu River, creating millions of festering irises under the refraction of neon lights.

Influenced by the reverse trend of the Dreamland, the desire for money here is even greater than before the spiritual energy revival. Ideals? How much per kilogram? And with the great hot topic of the spiritual energy revival, as this new era arrives, capital here is like a madman, with millions, tens of millions, and round after round of crushing.

Some guilds even boasted that as long as you pass the membership assessment, you can get 10,000 yuan a month without doing anything.

Among them was someone even Chen Xi knew: that "Principal Wang" seemed to be from Shanghai, and he poured hundreds of millions of yuan into the guild every month.

They're determined to use RMB to pave the way for a new era of prosperity, so what can you do about it?
In this environment, the All-China Youth Federation has no advantage whatsoever.

It's possible to get funding from the Jiangcheng headquarters, but this place is currently a huge financial quagmire. In the past six months, it has dragged down and killed countless big bosses. Without a billion-dollar safety net, anyone who dares to get involved will immediately be forced into financial ruin.

These groups and bosses certainly won't keep throwing money at players like this. This kind of money-spending behavior will probably continue until the number of new players decreases and stabilizes. But by then, the players will have been mostly divided up by these big capital groups.

In short, poor people should stay away.

As expected of Shanghai, their strategy is all about burning money.

Chen Xi tidied up the documents laid out on his desk, which he had already glanced through during the meeting, and said:
"They might not be able to retain staff by then. It's not that we can't recruit people right now. The most important thing is to set up the basic framework. There's already a complete process system at headquarters, but some people aren't quite used to it yet..."

"But the game 'Chosen One' is not just about leveling up by killing monsters, so the key is still how guild members acquire evil spirits, which is the team mode..."

"And Zhao Xiaoyan and the other second-tier players, after changing your positioning, the subsequent publicity work is also very important..."

Chen Xi certainly has ways to solve the current predicament of the Shanghai branch, but that would involve him treating official business as personal matters, which is inconsistent with his long-standing work philosophy.

Regarding the Youth Federation, he has always just controlled the overall situation and pointed out the direction at key junctures. Otherwise, it is up to the guild members to fight and struggle on their own.

For example, at the Shanghai branch, Chen Xi only gave dozens of suggestions based on their actual situation and what he knew about the future.

There's no need to worry that his suggestions won't be implemented, after all, there are still Zhao Xiaoyan and the other representatives who came from headquarters and will be stationed here from now on.

"Okay, let's break up the meeting."

However, just before leaving, Chen Xi suddenly remembered something and asked:
"By the way, are there any well-known Tier 3 Skeleton Masters in the Dreamland of Shanghai?"

"A third-tier skeleton master?"

Branch president Fu Xiaoliu looked troubled and said, "That's amazing! Director Chen, you don't know, Shanghai isn't a big place, but in Dreamland, there are thirteen overlord-level skeletons..."

"Thirteen..."

Hearing this, Chen Xi, whose third-tier evil spirit was almost exhausted, felt much more at ease.

However, he couldn't help but wonder, because when Fu Xiaoliu mentioned the thirteen skeletons, he seemed to have some resentment in his heart.

Logically speaking, beings of this caliber should either reside in remote, uninhabited places, disdaining to associate with low-level evil beings, or be like the Blackbird King or the Bee Queen, who are the rulers of their kind and rarely attack these paper doll players.

Fu Xiaoliu explained, "That's right. Shanghai is different from other places. Every piece of land here has an owner, and it's not just in reality, but also in dreams."

In the dreamland of Shanghai, the land is divided among thirteen skeletons. These thirteen skeletons jointly control this land, such as the Fushou Grand Duke at the former site of the Fushou Ointment Warehouse at the Shiliupu Wharf, the Changsheng Shrine Master in the Hongkou Cemetery Replacement Area, and the black-haired songstress at the Paramount Ballroom.

These thirteen skeletons belong to thirteen different professions from all walks of life in old Shanghai, including newspaper sellers, rickshaw pullers, rental workers, and wedding and funeral workers. They are thirteen terrifying and malevolent skeletons formed from the countless wronged souls of that decadent era.

Interestingly, these thirteen evil beings rarely kill humans who trespass into their territory, or rather, they are not interested in killing these 'paper doll' humans. However, they will collect a certain amount of evil souls as rent from all humans who appear in their territory.

The rent is calculated based on the number of Ghasts you acquire, and it will be 50% of the amount of Ghasts you acquire.

If you acquire evil spirits in their territory and don't pay the rent, you will attract the attention of a certain skeleton. Even if you log off and log back on, it won't work. As soon as you dare to leave the safe zone, which is Shanghai Square, the skeleton will descend and kill you and take all the evil spirits from you.

Zhao Xiaoyan chuckled upon hearing this: "Are all the Shanghai players so stubborn? What kind of lives have they been living?"

In other words, the people here earn half the daily income of those in other regions.

Fu Xiaoliu said helplessly, "That's right, otherwise all those people wouldn't have gone to those guilds that have bosses supporting them."

"Those guilds offer subsidies; they'll reimburse you for 40% of the value of the evil souls you handed over to those thirteen skeleton masters."

"Pay-to-win gameplay, tsk tsk."

"Come on, come on, I know a good restaurant nearby, I'll take you there..."

"Brother Chen has to treat us."

After hearing this, Chen Xi had a different thought.

In families like the Lin family of Jiangcheng, there is a great-grandfather who is a third-level imperial descendant. In places like Shanghai, where there are many people with the destiny of heaven in the old days, would there not be any third-level experts?

When "Investiture of the Gods" first came out, there were a total of 47 third-tier masters. Now, a few months later, another group of veterans have successively reached the third tier, and there are now a total of 64 third-tier masters in "Investiture of the Gods". Among them, 17 are from Shanghai, or in the Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai area.

These third-tier experts are the pillars of their respective forces, but Chen Xi doesn't believe they can turn a blind eye to the thirteen bloodsucking skeletons on their own territory.

Since no one is going to collect these thirteen public evil remains, let's just let them all go to him.

(End of this chapter)