"That's not a bad idea." Sun Hang nodded. "There are plenty of rich second-generation heirs in the big inland cities who love chasing thrills. You could target them as customers. They've got money in their pockets and no fear of death. They've already tried every kind of entertainment the real world has to offer, and their excitement threshold has been raised sky-high... When the time comes, you can haul a truckload of people like that out onto the Gobi and let them experience being hunted by a Death Sandstorm while their adrenaline goes through the roof. That should make good money."
Yang Qiaoxi looked at Sun Hang in surprise. She had only tossed out a joke, yet Sun Hang had seriously proposed a detailed plan. Judging by his tone, he seemed to have genuinely considered this kind of thing before.
"I've already provided the idea, so consider me a creative shareholder." Sun Hang reached over and patted Yang Qiaoxi on the shoulder. "Boss Yang, if you strike it rich, don't forget me."
"Ha... Actually, someone tried that years ago." Yang Qiaoxi gave a bitter smile. "A three-day, two-night tour of the Hexi Corridor's uninhabited zone. The route went from Dragon City to Yumen, then through several ruined towns within twenty kilometers of Yumen that hunters had already cleared out completely. Food, lodging, and personal safety guarantees included—one hundred and thirty thousand per person. Guess what happened afterward?"
"What happened?"
"That 'travel agency' lasted less than three months before an inland tycoon wiped them out completely." Yang Qiaoxi curled her lip. "Business was good at first, and they made a lot of money. But those people got blinded by all that cash. In the end, as long as someone was willing to pay, they'd take them into the Hexi Corridor without