the following few days.
The top floor of YQM Company is being renovated, and all employees are working on the remaining six floors.
"Liu Weihong, have you done everything? When can you get out of this ghost place!"
The artistic man led the guild players to stop Liu Weihong who was chatting with a group of anchors.
"Where are the bean sprouts? You still have long hair, you're so fake." One of the dreadlocked ghosts tugged on the artistic man's hair and mocked disdainfully.
The ghost wearing a pink mink coat on the side also echoed: "That's right! Even dirtier than the little bitch we met last time! Hahahahahaha!"
The ghosts who collaborated with Liu Weihong were the same ghosts who changed An Qian's employee nickname to "little local dog".
The popularity of their live broadcast room is neither high nor low. They can only reach 50,000+ by using ghost coins to buy popularity every time Liu Weihong brings players to a copy.
However, they don’t care if their popularity is fake. Even if they have money, they can still use their fake popularity to bully other small anchors. This business is only profitable for them.
"It's you who are too vulgar and don't know how to appreciate it! A bunch of vulgar anchors." When the artistic man heard that they called him stupid, he immediately became furious.
When the dreadlocked ghost heard what he said, he said with disdain: "Why do you have to spend money to cheat to get our certification if you are so noble?"
"I..." The artistic man was suddenly speechless.
"Okay, okay, we are all friends, we are still cooperating." Liu Weihong saw that the two groups of people were about to quarrel, so he came out to smooth things over.
When the artistic man heard this, he immediately pointed the finger at Liu Weihong and asked: "When can I get out of this shabby place! Do you know how much money I have spent these days!"
"Don't worry, you can leave today."
Liu Weihong opened his mobile phone and took a look at the recorded form and said, "You have to know that this popularity cannot rise to 50,000 at once."
"If it's too obvious, it will be seen. It must be gradual and increase little by little, but it doesn't matter. I will definitely be able to leave today."
The artistic man's anger remained unabated, and he threatened: "If you can't leave today, I will definitely tell others about your deeds when I go back!"
Art Man and other players knew very well that Liu Weihong took advantage of this popularity-buying thing to defraud them of a lot of money and make a lot of money, but they had no choice. Who said they couldn't pass the level on their own.
"Okay, okay." Liu Weihong smiled hypocritically.
In my heart, I despised the artistic man's overestimation of his abilities.
Ever since Chu Qingyan was driven away from Wuxiang Community, the community has been basically controlled by Yinhua Guild. He is still a key member of the guild. Who dares to touch him?
Besides, sooner or later he will snatch the position of president, and then the entire Wuxiang Community will be his.
He had long disliked the good-for-nothing President who was so lazy and didn't care about anything but was admired by others.
Liu Weihong was planning his grand plan in his mind. He didn't notice that at the other end of the corridor, the ghost with gold-rimmed glasses was walking towards them with a group of security guards.
"That's you."
The ghost with gold-rimmed glasses stood in front of them and spoke.
Liu Weihong, other players and the ghost anchor were all startled, and immediately turned into a respectful posture.
Seeing the agent's serious expression, the pink mink-clothed ghost felt uneasy in his heart. He cautiously asked in a trembling voice: "Jing, agent, what do you want to see us for?"
The ghost with gold-rimmed glasses ignored her at all. He took out the dismissal notice and threw it to the ghosts and said, "You were fired. You know the reason. You violated the contract and you have to pay a penalty of 500,000 ghost coins."
Several ghosts froze on the spot, looking at the dismissal notice in their hands in disbelief, and they were all dumbfounded.
Liu Weihong reacted immediately, and he said in a panic: "There must be some misunderstanding, we have been..."
"do not talk."
Gold-rimmed glasses interrupted him mercilessly, "We have found out your matter after receiving the news, so there is no need to quibble."
"……Received the news?"
Liu Weihong repeated these words subconsciously.
Then he watched Anxi emerge from behind the ghost with gold-rimmed glasses, smiled at him, waved and said, "Hi~"
Liu Weihong was shocked, his brain stopped and his whole body was numb.
"All your signature certifications have been cancelled. When can you save ten signature certifications before you can leave the company?"
The ghost with gold-rimmed glasses pronounced their future.
The players who followed Liu Weihong also collapsed instantly.
It was obvious that the end of the dungeon was just around the corner, but now it fell short and even increased the difficulty.
Ten signatures to authenticate, how long do they have to work here to pass the customs? !
The players looked at Liu Weihong angrily, wishing to kill him on the spot.
At this moment, Liu Weihong just felt like the world was spinning. He looked at An Qian, hatred surged up and down in his chest like a tide, and he cursed angrily: "You villain!"
Anxi replied with a smile: "This is the right word to describe you. Enjoy your life in the dungeon."
Finished.
Anxi left YQM after listening to the system announcement that "the copy of "The Rising Star Agent of the Live Broadcasting Session" has been completed."
Xiaodie, Akin and Dark Shining have all reached 50,000 popularity, and she has collected three live broadcast authentication signatures.
A few days ago, Anxi cleaned up the black and red tentacles in the company, but left only one.
This article was also locked in a glass cabinet that had been modified with correction fluid to become "a glass cabinet with no way to escape and no contact with the outside world."
This was An Qian's revenge for spreading rumors and hunting down Chu Qingyan.
She wanted the system to retain this copy so that Liu Weihong would be trapped in the copy forever.
Moreover, because they are left in the dungeon, there is no need to add new players to this dungeon for purification, which is not a bad thing for Fog City.
Anxi stood up and walked on the way to the station.
When she walked to the station to wait for the bus, the system suddenly spoke:
[But having said that, privately increasing the difficulty to keep players in the dungeon is somewhat against the rules of the game. 】
An Qian noticed something in the system's words and said warily: "So... what do you want to say?"
[There is a dungeon in the game that is extremely difficult. No player who went there survived. 】
[So I blocked it and never let players participate again, but without humans to purify it for a long time, it will only make the copy more and more difficult. 】
"you mean……?"
【you go. 】
"…………"
[For the sake of saving Wucheng, I turned a blind eye and allowed YQM Company to raise the conditions for customs clearance to ten signature authentications to trap them. 】
[But in fact, I can force YQM to release the player when he gets three signature certifications. 】
"...Okay, I'll go."
An Qian is helpless, the system has now learned to threaten her in turn.
[Okay, the name of the dungeon is "Liuyin Children's Hospital". Please purchase your own tickets. 】
"Do you want me to buy it myself?"
[Yes, you have already participated in two dungeons this month. No more tickets will be issued to you in violation of the regulations. 】
"...You remember the rules now? Huh?"
An Qian shook her head feebly and was about to get in the car and go back to Building 13 of the community to buy a ticket.
But as soon as she stepped on the car...
[Remind players again that this copy is a single-player copy. 】
"individual?"
An Qian's heart trembled when she heard this, and a bad premonition came to her heart.
The single-player dungeon means... all ghosts except her?
