The Beggar Gang was set!
Watching the players eagerly sell out their relatives, Lin Bai beamed with delight.
No matter how badass the Medicine King Valley, Hundred Flowers Valley, and Blood Shadow Gate were, could they bring players real-world earnings?
Clearly, they could not.
What sect would gamble with its reputation of ten thousand years...?
On that point alone, even if he provided no powerful martial backing for the Beggar Gang, it could still possess the strongest core cohesion. No sect could replace it!
Of course.
The prerequisite was that he, this virtual celebrity, could stay popular.
But to him, that was as simple as eating and drinking. All he needed to do was keep generating buzz and exposure.
Traffic was invincible.
As for what bizarre mess the Immortal World would ultimately become under his relentless meddling, what did that have to do with him?
He had not developed the game!
Besides.
If he really ramped up the advertising...
Advertisers would inevitably pour large sums into the game to win him over, and the Game Company would profit too.
The Game Company would earn cold, hard cash, real-world companies would gain publicity, players would reap tangible benefits, he would gain fame, and the city's natives would acquire wealth and goods...
Moreover, bound together by financial interests, the Beggar Gang's members would probably take the initiative to protect him, their money tree!
Who even knew how many wins that made?
Could anything be better than this?
He really was a business genius...
"Easy, easy. Everyone will get a turn." Lin Bai pressed both hands downward and smiled. "The Beggar Gang has only just been founded. It's not about to disband. It'll only grow stronger, and there'll be plenty of opportunities. Discuss it among yourselves first. Whoever offers the most money gets