"Sir..."
"Here is the prize money you won from the Eevee Challenge Game... Please, have mercy on us. If this keeps up, we'll go bankrupt."
Two hours later.
Inside another game shop, the owner clung to Fang Yuan's leg with a tear-streaked face, begging Fang Yuan and Eevee to go ruin some other game shop instead.
Fang Yuan and Eevee: "..."
Damn it, this was already the fifth one.
If you couldn't afford to lose, then don't set up game booths in the Game Center!
"Boohoohoo..." The owner sobbed.
Please, I'm begging you.
"Forget it."
Fang Yuan shook his head, already planning to take Eevee to plague the next shop.
This wouldn't do. It really wouldn't do.
Eevee also felt that the game merchants of this world were far too low-level.
The games they made were pretty fun, but their profit models still had plenty of room for improvement.
Unlike the game companies back on Earth, where any random free-to-play game could trick Eevee out of several hundred 648 packs.
Yet the Game Centers in this Pokémon World actually let people make money by playing games...
There was such a good deal?
Eevee practically covered its mouth as it snickered.
You could win money through battles, and you could win money by playing games. The humans of this world were all philanthropists.
If it could, it almost didn't want to leave.
Another half day later.
Within the Game Center, the legend of the "Brown Devil" had already begun to spread.
After word traveled through every area, some game shops had even changed their signs to read: "XX and Eevee are prohibited from playing."
As Fang Yuan and Eevee played their way through the place, they faced no shortage of rejection. For example, shops would sometimes shut their doors the