Chapter 1258: 404. Betray friends for profit_2
“`
“This is impossible, I clearly ignited the explosives bundle just before the cabin door closed, how co they’re all unscathed?!”
Bitter Gourd Juice felt a chill rush to his forehead.
No matter how unlucky he was, shouldn’t the explosives bundle have destroyed a few people’s power armor at least?!
But why, apart from himself, did nobody die in the instance and resurrect in the space station?!
Bitter Gourd Juice had even braced himself to face his teammates.
...
But compared to his teammates’ rage and his own guilt, he was more afraid of facing the situation where his teammates should have been annihilated yet were completely fine.
This largely ant that his action of igniting the explosives bundle in advance had not achieved the anticipated effect.
“Impossible, impossible! My blast must have destroyed the cabin door! Once the door couldn’t close, the captain and the others getting wiped out by monsters was a certainty! How could they all be unhard?!”
Bitter Gourd Juice grew increasingly irritable, grabbing his hair and growling lowly in his room.
At that mont, Golden Dragon in the Sky sent a ssage:
“You’re ruthless, selling out your own teammates for money!”
Bitter Gourd Juice gasped for air, forcing himself to calm down, and typed a reply:
“Just tell if you want it or not, Brother Dragon? If I had any other way to scrape together cash to pay off my debt, I wouldn’t have done this!”
A few seconds later, Golden Dragon in the Sky said:
“Fine. Send your wallet code and coordinates, and we’ll sign a nondisclosure agreent. I’ll transfer 2.5 million credit points to you first, and the rest after the job is done.”
“Thanks, Brother Dragon.” Bitter Gourd Juice opened his character panel, dragged his personal coordinates and wallet code, and sent them in the friend chat interface.
Golden Dragon in the Sky sent over a nondisclosure agreent requiring Bitter Gourd Juice to keep the secret. This agreent ca in two copies, one effective in-ga and the other effective in reality.
“Ding ding ding…”
After signing the agreent, the ga wallet sent a ssage informing Bitter Gourd Juice that he had received a post-tax transfer of 2.5 million credit points.
The anxiety in Bitter Gourd Juice’s heart was imdiately diluted by wealth, and he couldn’t help cheering excitedly in his room.
Credit Points are the basic currency in the ga, which can be exchanged freely for real currency on the ga’s official platform, without any additional taxes.
At this mont, 10 Credit Points equaled one real-world dollar.
For simply selling out a teammate, Bitter Gourd Juice suddenly owned a fortune that ordinary people would struggle to accumulate in a short ti.
If it were soone else, perhaps they would have made the sa choice as him.
After receiving 2.5 million Credit Points, Bitter Gourd Juice imdiately converted them all into real-world cash, which he used to pay off the debt from his car purchase.
“I’ve got so much money now, why bother playing a damn ga, when I could be enjoying life in reality?”
That’s what he said, but Bitter Gourd Juice still felt sowhat reluctant to let go.
After all, gas where one could freely adventure in space stations and encounter various incredible alien races were rare on the market, truly one of a kind.
“Forget it, I can always co back to play when a similar ga is available… It’s a good opportunity to invest more in reality during the ti I’m not playing, increase my capital several fold. Next ti I co back to the ga, I’ll be the rich guy!”
“Ding ding ding.”
Golden Dragon in the Sky sent a ssage:
“Are you at the dock yet? We’re arriving soon.”
Bitter Gourd Juice imdiately pulled open the door and ran through the pristine corridor.
In no ti and following the signs, he reached the sowhat deserted space station dock.
Due to the remoteness of the planetary system where the space station was located, there were very few docked battleships.
Usually, only players doing logistics tasks would bring their items aboard a public battleship to complete their tasks here.
When Bitter Gourd Juice arrived, an interstellar ship shaped like a scorpion had appeared in the spacious dock.
This was a missile battleship often seen in the space navies of various countries, aptly nad the Scorpion.
It had a total of eight missile launchers and a combat cabin for drones asuring about 200 cubic ters, capable of accommodating 40 light drones simultaneously.
In high-end player groups enthusiastic about raiding space stations and grinding cosmic monsters, this type of dual-function battleship, adept at close quarters with drones to tie up highly mobile enemy ships and far-reaching missile strikes, was particularly popular.
Of course, that’s if you have the money.
After all, whether it’s ship maintenance and repairs, or missiles that were fired and drones that were damaged, those all cost money.
Overall, only a rich owner like Golden Dragon in the Sky, who had an influx of professional players providing resources, could freely pilot a missile battleship and reap monsters in space, less than half a year after the ga’s launch.
At the sight of the ship, Bitter Gourd Juice felt the restlessness that every man harbors, obviously having also longed to own his own battleship.
But when he thought about how his betrayal of his teammates in the ga would definitely be exposed, he abandoned the idea of continuing to play.
“Ding ding ding.”
Golden Dragon in the Sky sent a ssage:
“Have you arrived? Hurry up and board the ship. Mine’s the only Scorpion in the dock.”
Bitter Gourd Juice snapped back to reality and hurriedly boarded the floating platform, flying towards the wide-open cabin door of the Scorpion.
The interstellar ships within United Bureau territory have achieved a high degree of intelligence and simplified operation.
The entire Scorpion Level Battleship was manned only by Golden Dragon in the Sky and the professional players he had hired to help, with no unrelated crew present.
“`
Reviews
All reviews (0)