Mythical Scroll Artist: Starting with the God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming

Chapter 68 The Importance of Popularity and Users

"I can still make a little money," Wu Xian said with a sullen smile.

"Hmm?" Xue Lingling asked in surprise, "Is your success rate for drawing dungeons very high, my dear disciple? About what is it?"

After thinking for a moment, Wu Xian deliberately lowered his answer, saying, "Around forty or fifty percent."

In fact, he only failed once or twice at the beginning, and after he became more proficient, he almost never failed.

"Your skill level is quite consistent, no wonder," Xue Lingling said knowingly.

For a novice scroll artist, a success rate of 30% in dungeons is considered excellent.

"and you?"

"Now the success rate is basically stable at over 60%." Xue Lingling smiled smugly.

"Huh? And it's so expensive?"

"What do you know?" Xue Lingling said irritably, "You're just starting out. There are many places where you'll burn through money in the future. How can you improve if you don't make money? How can you provide better picture scrolls to your users if you don't improve?"

Wu Xian's expression was strange. "Aren't you from a prominent family?"

"Don't scions of wealthy families lack money?" Xue Lingling sighed softly. "My older brother now avoids me whenever he hears I'm coming home. But I can understand; he has to fend for himself."

Good heavens, even the Brahmins in this small town can't afford to support a scroll painter. Looks like I'll have to find more ways to make money.

"So you still have a lot to learn," Xue Lingling said calmly. "You can sell rubbings at a loss to boost sales and popularity, but you must make money from duplicates."

"Why is that?" Wu Xian asked, puzzled. "The market for rubbings is larger, and the sales volume will be greater. Shouldn't we make more money by relying on rubbings?"

Xue Lingling was slightly stunned, only then realizing that her apprentice had never received proper training as a scroll painter and knew nothing.

What a pitiful child, thankfully he met her.

"This brings us to the importance of popularity and users," Xue Lingling explained seriously. "You don't think that those top scroll artists go to great lengths to grab users and boost popularity just for money, do you?"

"Otherwise what?" Wu Xian asked, puzzled. "Does that mean users and popularity have some other function?"

All he knew was that when the instance was leveling up, it could share experience with the original instance, allowing the original instance to level up effortlessly.

But this small benefit shouldn't need much support, right?
“Of course,” Xue Lingling said with a smile, “Users can generate a special power of perception when using the scroll and fighting alongside it, which helps us to better condense the divine image and comprehend the laws and patterns.”

Especially in the [Dungeon], if you can find suitable high-quality users, this power of insight will be provided more and more significantly.

Therefore, for original scroll artists, the significance of rubbings lies in expanding the user base, while the significance of copies lies in filtering high-quality users, because only those who truly like the work will consider purchasing copies.

"A special power of perception?"

Wu Xian murmured in surprise and doubt, feeling his heart pounding and his scalp tingling.

Only now do I realize why scroll artists care so much about the popularity and sales of their scrolls.

In his view, this so-called "power of enlightenment" is more like the power of faith or the power of incense offerings.

In other words, the users of the scroll are not only users of the scroll, but also participants in the creation and construction of the divine imagery behind it.

If he had known this would happen, why would he have been so reserved?
I'm sorry, Master Sister.

I originally just wanted to hang out at your club and make a little money on the side.

Now I'm afraid I'll have to stop being human.

After respectfully seeing off his master sister, Wu Xian was unable to calm down for a long time.

Having memories of his past life, how could he not understand the importance of the power of faith and the power of incense to the gods?

He even suspected that the function of "perceiving power" was not as simple as Xue Lingling said, and that it might have a higher role and value at a higher level.

Take a deep breath, log in to the Ghost King Club website, and change the price of the scroll.

The price of the copies remains unchanged, as they are used to filter out high-quality "believers".

However, he slashed the price of the rubbings to an inhumane level, highlighting their high quality and low price, and promising a money-back guarantee if they were not good.

The key point is that even with such an inhumane price, he still makes a considerable profit.

Who can blame us for being so skilled?
With a complete concept for the scroll painting, the cost of the pigments he mixes is much lower than that of other scroll painters.

Two words: Invincible!

But as the saying goes, even the best wine needs advertising.

You need to let more consumers know that your product is cheap and easy to use.

They immediately worked overtime to produce a batch of copies and rubbings of the scrolls, almost exhausting their savings.

Then, the two scrolls ordered by Xue Qingyang and Zhou Qi were delivered to them overnight. The next day...

Although he was exhausted from working overtime all night to finish his draft, he was inexplicably excited.

I'm sorry, Master Sister.

My apologies to all the scroll painters.

Your King of Scrolls has arrived!
From now on, please call me Wu Jun, or Wu Busi!
After a morning exercise, I offered prayers and worship to the God of Wealth.

Once the time comes, turn on the TV on time, search for the Bronze League qualifying match live stream, and cheer for the club members.

Of course, the main reason is to cheer for Master Sister's nephew, after all, he holds his own "Black and White Impermanence".

However, the viewership for the live stream of the qualifying rounds was truly disappointing.

On the contrary, the number of participants was frighteningly large.

Unfortunately, the Bronze League and Silver League are both city-level competitions; only by advancing to the Gold League can one qualify for a national league.

The Bronze League undoubtedly receives the least attention; even Wu Xian had only watched some live streams and news about the Yaoyang City Silver League before.

Bubble tournaments are the worst of the worst, often jokingly referred to as a playground for noobs to fight each other, or a gold rush in the shit.

Those who participated were mostly aspiring scroll painters who dreamed of becoming one and wanted to prove themselves.

And there are countless individual players who want to become stars, even if they can't make it to the top, they still enjoy it, just in case they get noticed by some club?

The only interesting competition is between the youth training players from various clubs.

After all, all professional players need to go through the qualifying rounds to obtain the status of "professional spirit master player".

As he watched the matches, Wu Xian was left speechless, both amused and exasperated.

"This qualifying tournament truly lives up to its reputation!"

The scene was truly like two chickens pecking at each other, neither willing to give an inch.

Wu Xian even saw the two people he had met when he took the exam for the trainee scroll painter certificate.

One of the Sand Sea Warriors hadn't given up on his dream and personally led his Sand Sea Warriors to the competition, only to be utterly defeated by an ordinary bronze scroll painting spirit, leaving them questioning their existence.

On the contrary, the female scroll artist who created the "Seed Beast" gained some attention after connecting two rounds.

After all, the image of the Seedmon is quite appealing to girls.

The key is that those little beasts look silly and cute, but they are quite brave when they fight, creating a strong contrast.

"Holy crap, why is Brother Zhu playing too?"

In the live broadcast of the competition, the tall and cool "Dump Truck Pillar Brother" suddenly appeared, instantly bringing a large number of viewers to the live broadcast room.

After all, our Brother Zhu is still very popular right now.

Judging from the comments scrolling through the live stream, there were quite a few viewers from other places who came to watch the game.

"Haha, here it comes—!"

"I heard there was a match for Brother Zhu here, so I came here because I could smell it."

"Damn, he's handsome! Much more handsome than in the pictures."

"Haha, are you all from the comment section of the Huijuan.com website?"

"But seriously, is the Yaoyang City qualifying tournament really that unpopular? Only this many people?"

"It's a small city, so it's normal. It's good enough if anyone watches it."

While Pillar is a product of a vehicle company, its five-dimensional performance is absolutely top-notch in combat.

Laser guns and energy axes were useless; he easily defeated his opponent with just his fists and feet, causing a stir among the viewers in the live stream.

"handsome!"

"Well done, Brother Zhu."

"This performance, this combat power, that uncle from the ScrollNet website really wasn't lying."

"Let's see who dares to doubt Brother Zhu's five-dimensional data now?"

"It's numb, the key is that it's impossible to buy it now, the orders are all booked until next year."

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(End of this chapter)