Something's Wrong with This Game: I Became a God by Mining!
Chapter 939

Brother Yang, just say a few words

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"This must be Player Street. There really are a lot of players here, almost half the people."

A fairly bustling street lay before Yang Ling.

This was the Capital's Northern City. Half a year ago, it had still been a place where poor families settled.

The people living here had generally been peddlers, porters, and people from all walks of life.

Unless they had important business, the rich and powerful almost never came here.

Yet in less than half a year, the players had bought up nearly all the property on this street.

As a result, the originally impoverished natives had turned their fortunes around overnight, much like homeowners compensated for demolition, and moved somewhere better.

"Lu Xiangdi and the others' gangs are the undisputed bosses of this street. I think they bought thirty adjoining courtyards alone, and they have plenty of members now."

Yang Ling felt rather moved.

Lu Xiangdi and the others occasionally sent him private messages reporting on the God-Slaying Gang, the Immortal-Slaying Gang, the Heavenly Remnant Gang, and the Green Gang.

By now, these Four Great Gangs had become the largest gangs among the Capital's players, without exception.

Almost all the players were affiliated with the Four Great Gangs.

This was also thanks to the Iron Clothes Department backing them.

At this stage, apart from the players who had transferred classes to become eunuchs, what connections could ordinary players possibly have in the Zhao State's Capital?

Even the players who had formed small groups or guilds were attached to the Four Great Gangs.

There was another fundamental reason for this.

The role the Four Great Gangs now played was rather like that of a newbie village.

New arrivals, or players strapped for cash, could receive some initial help from the Four Great Gangs if they had

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