I, the prince in distress, send money

Chapter 3 The Arrival of Players

“It’s cold…”

This was Lin Ruoyu's first feeling after opening his eyes. He couldn't help but curl up his body, and then he realized that he was not wearing any clothes.

"Get up quickly, brother, the ground is cold. There are clothes in this box, put them on!"

Lin Ruoyu stood up. He was shivering with cold and didn't bother to observe the environment. He hurried over, opened the box, took out the clothes inside and put them on.

When the boots were put on his feet and the thick black cotton coat was covered on his body, Lin Ruoyu finally felt that the cold that penetrated into his bones was temporarily away from him, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Looking up, Lin Ruoyu found himself in a dark, enclosed room lit only by a kerosene lamp. In addition to the handsome young man wearing a green military coat, who was about 1.75 meters tall, there were nine other naked guys lying on the ground.

Recalling his previous experience, Lin Ruoyu knew that these nine naked men were players just like him.

"Stop looking, come over and drink some hot porridge to warm yourself up!"

The man in the green military coat was urging him there. Lin Ruoyu stopped observing the environment and strolled over. The former immediately picked up the soup spoon from the stainless steel soup bucket at his feet, stirred it, scooped up a large spoonful of white porridge, and put it in a wooden bowl.

"Drink it quickly to warm yourself up."

Ah, now the body really needs to drink some hot food to warm up, so Lin Ruoyu did not refuse and took the wooden bowl.

After taking the first sip, Lin Ruoyu, who had never been hungry since childhood and had a life of luxury, found something wrong. He frowned. The white porridge had no taste, but this was not the problem. The problem was that the porridge should not be bitter!
In addition to the bitter taste, Lin Ruoyu sniffed the steam on the wooden bowl carefully. Because of the cold, his nose was not very sensitive, and he actually smelled a slight musty smell.

Can I drink this porridge?

"Is the rice for making porridge expired?"

"It must have expired."

The handsome young man in the military coat actually admitted it openly!

"But I am a poor person, and it is winter now. Buying clothes costs me a lot of money, so I can only save money on food. Although this rice is past its expiration date, it is very cheap.

Hi, I'm Chris."

"My name is Lin Ruoyu."

Lin Ruoyu quickly freed his right hand and went forward to shake hands with Chris. He looked at the latter's rough clothing style, which had disappeared in the 25th century, and nodded involuntarily.

That's right. Looking at Chris's outfit, you can tell that he is unlikely to be a rich man. Since he prepared ten sets of clothes for the players, it must have cost him a lot of money.

Since he has no money, he has no choice but to buy cheap food. It is no wonder that Chris uses moldy rice to make porridge.

With this in mind, after completing the meeting ceremony and getting to know each other, Lin Ruoyu no longer had any hostility towards Chris, and he quickly drank the porridge in the bowl.

Although this porridge has a moldy smell and drinking too much will make you sick, it is better not to waste even a single bit of food at this time.

Lin Ruoyu remembered the history books he read in school, which recorded the miserable days of people during the famine, as well as the illustrations in the books.

There is great hunger in old age, and people eat each other.

This short sentence of six words describes such a tragic event and scene.

Now the rice is just a little expired and moldy, so it can’t be eaten?
Thinking of this, Lin Ruoyu no longer felt any resistance.

The other nine players also got up one after another at this time. They were shivering because of the cold. Lin Ruoyu, who had warmed up after drinking a bowl of porridge, took the initiative to step forward to help them.

He opened the boxes and handed the clothes to the nine players, asking them to put on their clothes faster. At the same time, he ran back and forth, taking the wooden bowls from Chris and handing them to others faster.

When other players found something unusual about the porridge and complained about its taste, Lin Ruoyu took the initiative to explain why he had imagined it.

The first batch of players who entered the game were all Chinese, and they were all men. Even though it was the 25th century, traditional family education had taught them the value of food and the good quality of not wasting food.

So, after Lin Ruoyu's explanation, the other nine people stopped complaining, endured the discomfort in their mouths, and finished all the food in their bowls.

When Chris saw this, a bright and hospitable smile appeared on his face, as if he was not the one who deliberately bought expired rice to save money. He raised a large soup spoon and shouted to the players.

"There's still food in the bucket. Do you want to eat some more? Guys, no matter what you want to do, you'll only have the strength if you're full."

"Then I'll have another bowl. I don't think my stomach is full enough." "Half a bowl is enough for me."

"bowl."

Chris invited the players warmly, and they all came forward to add food to their bowls. You had a bowl, I had half a bowl, and the ten of them quickly drank up the thick sticky rice porridge in the soup bucket.

Chris's smile brightened at this.

Great, no food was wasted.

Now that we have eaten and drunk our fill, it’s time to get down to business.

Chris knocked the soup bucket with a spoon, making a noise that attracted everyone's attention. Then he cleared his throat and spoke in a deep voice.

"Warriors from another world, I am Chris Lin, your summoner, resurrectionist, and novice instructor. I have been commissioned by Baihu Game Studio to provide you with assistance and information.

So that you can live freely in this world better."

When the players heard Chris's self-introduction, they couldn't help but whisper among themselves.

"Wow, the game planner has come up with something new..."

"It's actually not a new trick. Other games have used similar tropes. It's just that the NPCs break the fourth wall and communicate more directly with the players, preventing some idiots from making a fool of themselves and being unable to even leave the Novice Village."

"But I like this kind of talk. I can know the NPC's function right away."

Chris waited for them for a few minutes, and after the players finished their conversation, he continued.

"Before you go out on your adventure, I must tell you a few extremely important things.

First, never show your special ability of resurrection in front of non-player individuals. This world is a low-magic world. Although it is difficult for magicians to even cast a fireball, those gods do exist.

Their lackeys are also particularly happy to capture souls from other worlds... Believe me, you absolutely do not want to be caught, this is a bad thing that will get your account deleted.

Second, I am a very important person. I am related to your resurrection. If I die, Baihu Game Studio will lose its anchor in this world. It is not as simple as you cannot be resurrected, but the game will be closed.

So, at all times, please be mindful of protecting my safety."

"Really?"

"It's true, if I die, the game is over.

Third, don't die casually, because every time you are resurrected, your physical condition and appearance will be random. In other words, once you die, the personal connections and personal wealth you have built up before will basically be cleared to zero, and resurrection on my side also requires a price.

The first three resurrections are free, but I will charge a fee of one thousand yuan for the subsequent resurrections.

fourth……"

"Hey, is RMB useful to you?"

"Yes, this is the hard work fee that Baihu Game Studio promised to give me. I can use this money to shop online across the world."

"Haha, this game setting is really interesting."

“Fourth, I can exchange game coins here. One thousand yuan can be exchanged for one hundred silver coins.

fifth……"

　PS: Brothers, I don’t want to complain. The reality is that I am penniless now. My bank card has been blocked and I don’t know when it can be unblocked. I went to ask the bank counter and they said I have to wait for half a year. I only have 2,000 yuan in my hand now, and the Chinese New Year is just around the corner.

　　Unfortunately, I just got married last year, so it’s my turn to give out red envelopes this year…

　　So, after my previous book flopped at lightning speed, I didn’t have time to think about it or come up with an outline. I could only turn on my computer that night and start working on it!
　　In terms of updating, I try my best to update one more chapter every day based on the minimum of 4,000 words, but many times, wanting to do it and being able to do it are two different things.

　　So, I won’t brag about how much I can update every day. I can only promise that I will update as much as possible.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)