Chapter 6

Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

“Playing games?” Hearing this, Tian Dazhuang immediately shook his head.

“Nope, nope, I’m terrible at any game that I play.”

“Boss, those are normal games; New World is a VR game. It’s different.” The more he thought about it, the better of an idea Su Mo felt this was. 

He said passionately, “Do you remember how we did training in VR? The game is quite similar to that. It’s just that in order to satisfy ordinary people, there are stats and numbers. I found that those with good abilities have an advantage in the game.”

“Just like training? Surely that’s not possible.” 

Luo Xia could not believe it and said, “That kind of VR technology wouldn’t be released to ordinary people.”

“You’ll know after you try it. It just costs a few hundred dollars for an account card, and you don’t need to buy any equipment; you can just go to a net café. You can ask me about anything you don’t understand.” 

Su Mo said, being a good brother, “You don’t need to worry about not making money. With us brothers working together, we won’t ever run out of money!”

The others looked at each other and finally agreed to try it.

Even though they were all somewhat tipsy, they were still able to maintain their rationality, and since Su Mo was the one who said it, it was probably completely fine.

After getting on the subway train, Su Mo received a text message.

“So much…” Su Mo did not feel delighted and instead called Tian Dazhuang’s number, asking, “Boss, how much was the job this time? Don’t you tell me it was $180,000; that’s impossible.”

Tian Dazhuang had sent him $30,000, and if all six of them had been paid evenly, that would have been $180,000 in total.

“Haha, I knew you’d probably catch on. They gave $40,000. I kept some from the other brothers; the rest is for you to make ends meet.”

“Thanks boss, I’ll remember this.”

Su Mo did not refuse the money; he was simply too desperate for money right now. They were life-and-death comrades, even closer than real brothers, so he did not act modestly.

Security guards looked very powerful and high-up, and their clients were often worth millions of dollars, but their wages were not very exaggerated. Escorting the celebrity from the plane to the hotel, then adding on maintaining order at the concert, would have earned the six of them only $40,000.

Even if unexpected things happened, they would not be paid extra.

The client was quite generous in that even though the concert was cancelled, they still paid what they had originally agreed on.

After returning to his dormitory, Su Mo felt that it was quite cold and deserted. He was already in his third year of university, and everyone had gone out to do internships, so there were not many people at university. Even those who remained at university did all kinds of things outside.

Because Su Mo had served as a soldier for five years, even though the university had generously given him his course credit every semester, Su Mo still had not made up enough course credit.

He had two classes in the afternoon and needed to attend them.

One of the lecturers never took attendance, and if Su Mo did not have time, he usually would not attend this class. Since he had returned early, he might as well go to class so that he would at least know what his lecturer looked like.

An awkward scenario occurred—apart from the lecturer at the lectern, there were only three students below.

“From a holistic point of view,” the lecturer put on his glasses and picked up the roll as he said, “when those who are present are far fewer than those who are not present, marking those who are here is far more efficient than marking who is not here.”

He placed his hands on the lectern, looked at the three students present, and said, “Introduce yourselves.”

The three students introduced themselves, and the lecturer marked them present.

“Mm, just you three then. Let the others know that they don’t need to come in the future.” The lecturer was not interested in continuing to lecture, and he walked out with his hands behind his back.

The scariest ones were not the teachers who marked roll every lecture but the ones who never marked roll and suddenly decided to do so.

Su Mo was just happy that he could continue to play New World.

When passing through the university’s cafeteria area, Su Mo bought a big plate of chicken; this was what the net café employee liked to eat the most.

After going back to the net café, it was completely full inside.

The VR game was extremely popular among young people—no, even middle-aged and old people liked to play as well. New World had been on the market for seven weeks, and based on the stats from the previous week, there were always at least four million people playing globally, and it currently ranked first on the number of active players.

It was quickly growing every day, and based on its momentum, it would reach ten million players in eight weeks; it was the greatest miracle in the history of gaming.

The university did not allow students to install gaming equipment in the dormitories, so everyone could only play at net cafes.

However, this was still during class time, so many people here had most likely skipped class to come and play. Hopefully their lecturers were not like Su Mo’s teacher, who instantly failed 20 or 30 students.

“Big bro Mo, someone’s about to log off; I’ll let you cut in line,” the net café employee said to him.

“Sweet, thanks.”

“Heheh, thanks for the big plate of chicken. Don’t buy something so expensive next time; just a chicken leg is fine. Big bro Mo, it’s tough for you already,” the net café employee said happily.

The place where Su Mo appeared when he logged on was Purmo Village’s tavern.

Even though he had obtained the Festering Toe, he still had a hidden quest that he had not completed yet. The more difficult it was to trigger a hidden quest, the better the rewards usually were; he hoped that the reward for this quest would be good.

If Su Mo wanted to kill Level 20 Black Bear Chief Dablin, he would have to kite him and slowly kill him. However, this was quite time-consuming and there were too many variables. If someone came to steal his kill, he would lose everything.

As such, Su Mo had to find some helpers.

He did not consider God Emperor’s family, who he had partied with before; they evidently were not birds of a feather.

He directly called a broker; this was the most reliable thing to do. The biggest job that he had received since the game started was through this broker.

Su Mo was a professional player, so he was similar to brokers in the sense that they all relied on the game to make money. What was different was that the brokers only focused on connecting people and jobs and did not take care of any problems directly.

On the other hand, Su Mo was the person who solved problems.

It was just that sometimes, he also needed some people to help him deal with problems.

“Old Luo, I need a small team. It doesn’t need to be too strong, but they can’t charge more than five gold coins. I need them to help me deal with two Bosses,” Su Mo directly stated his request.

There was Level 20 Black Bear Chief Dablin, as well as Level 25 Dryad Commander Ackerman. As for the Necromancer that dropped the Pale White Bone, it was only a Level 15 Boss and Su Mo planned to deal with it by himself.

Five gold coins was worth $300, which made him feel some pain.

“Five gold coins for five people, one gold coin per person. Do you really think people will fight two bosses for you for $60?” The broker’s ID was [I Love Luo], and he was a Level 10 Mage. Mages did not require levels, and getting to Level 10 allowed them to run about the world.

“You know that I’m very poor. Right now I only have six gold coins,” Su Mo said out of frustration.

He had $30,000 or so in his bank account, but that money was for paying debts.