"Nai Zi?" Hu Jiayao paused mid-step, subconsciously looked down at his arms, then stiffened his neck and said, "This is obviously Fasting!"
Huang Yan shook his head, arguing back, "The size... doesn't seem right?"
Standing to the side, the youngest, Guo Xiaofu couldn't hold back any longer and interjected helplessly, "This doesn't seem to be the main point right now..."
Huang Yan thought for a mont, nodded, then asked, "Where did this co from?"
Hu Jiayao, holding that pile of pink dumplings, strode toward the living room, bent down and placed them one by one on the coffee table, "Where else? G. Point."
Wen Nan looked at Gu Jinxing with a questioning gaze, and Gu Jinxing explained, "There were exactly six, so I brought them back."
Wen Nan nodded, "Alright."
As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Yan rushed to the coffee table, picked the one that looked the softest and plushest, held it in his hand, and squeezed it hard, "Like it! It's so similar! Even the feel is similar!"
Hu Jiayao also pinched one in his hand, "Not just similar! It's exactly identical!"
Wen Nan stepped forward, much like selecting a waterlon, picked one up, weighed it in his hand, then shook his head, "Not really, this isn't soft enough, and has a plastic feel when squeezed."
Upon hearing Wen Nan's assessnt, Huang Yan and Hu Jiayao imdiately laughed sheepishly, unwilling to reveal their lack of experience in this area, and started echoing Wen Nan like a broken record—
"Yes, it's indeed not soft enough."
"Right, it feels very plasticky when squeezed."
[00:09——]
[00:08——]
Overhead, the countdown for the settlent began flashing a crimson light.
Wen Nan put away the joking expression on his face and instructed the mbers present, "Each take one."
The mbers stepped forward, each taking a soft pink lump in their hands.
At this mont, the crimson countdown on the overhead light screen disappeared, replaced by a familiar settlent interface—
[Entering mainline task settlent ti]
[All players, please take your positions]
Like in previous trials, a line of prompt text quickly appeared on the light screen—[Player Huang Yan, please confirm your identity].
With one hand holding a pink lump, Huang Yan raised his other hand and slapped the [Confirm] button.
In the next mont, a laser descended from the light screen, thoroughly scanning the lump he held, and then the screen displayed a prompt—
[G. Point welfare item detected, confird!]
Following this, the screen presented the settlent panel—
[Player Huang Yan, settlent results for this main task are as follows:
Completion Status: Completed;
Task Score: 60 points;
Task Rating: Average;
Additional Reward: None;
Chosen Target: None (Soul doll transferred);
Target Strategy Level: NA;
Live Broadcast Popularity Settlent: 28,693 Gold Coins;
Live Broadcast Bet Settlent: 21,337 Gold Coins;
Live Broadcast Reward Settlent: 1,000 Gold Coins;
Account Balance: 0 Gold Coins (Fully transferred to [Wenna] Guild account).]
As expected, after transferring the soul doll of his strategy character, Huang Yan's task score was just at the passing mark.
However, what Wen Nan didn't expect was the surprisingly high popularity of Huang Yan's live broadcast room.
In just a single task, he earned over fifty thousand Gold Coins, all transferred into their guild's public account.
It's the highest live broadcast popularity Wen Nan had observed in many task settlents, except for his own.
But upon thinking about it, it made sense—
Although Huang Yan seed unreliable, to upgrade to lv4 with just one trial map was an achievent among newcors, and accumulating a base of regular viewers in his broadcast room was quite normal.
As he was contemplating this, the floating light screen above showed a new prompt—[Player Yang Mingzhong, please confirm your identity].
Upon hearing this sowhat unfamiliar na, everyone present simultaneously turned toward a man standing by the wall.
This was the fifth mber recruited by the [Wenna] Guild.
This mber, unlike the others, appeared to be around fifty years old.
The man wore a plain gray cotton shirt, paired with light brown casual pants and black leather shoes, his hairline so high it was nearly invisible from the front, glasses nearly covering half of his face, with an old-fashioned tortoiseshell fra.
Such attire, combined with the aura he emitted, gave the impression that with a lesson plan in hand, he could step straight onto a university lecture podium to deliver a public class.
When Wen Nan first encountered him at this refresh point, he was genuinely surprised—a romance strategy ga attracting a male of this age group?
This uncle truly was vigorous despite his years...
But this was rely Wen Nan's internal musings; in reality, his conversations with this mber had totaled no more than three sentences.
Not only Wen Nan, but other mbers also rarely communicated with him.
Perhaps it was the significant age gap and generational differences, he consistently and diligently mapped and quietly deposited any found equipnt into the [Wenna] Guild's equipnt storage, repeated endlessly.
Though he was added to the guild group, he never spoke in it, and in reality, he virtually never spoke.
At this mont, under everyone's gaze, Yang Mingzhong gripped a soft pink lump and stood directly beneath the settlent light screen.
Similarly, after confirming the lump in his hand as a [G. Point welfare item], the screen displayed his settlent results—
[Player Yang Mingzhong, settlent results for this main task are as follows:
Completion Status: Completed;
Task Score: 60 points;
Task Rating: Average;
Additional Reward: Storage Ring (one piece);
Chosen Target: None (Soul doll transferred);
Target Strategy Level: NA;
Live Broadcast Popularity Settlent: 313 Gold Coins;
Live Broadcast Bet Settlent: 362 Gold Coins;
Live Broadcast Reward Settlent: 0 Gold Coins;
Account Balance: 0 Gold Coins (Fully transferred to [Wenna] Guild account).]
Like Huang Yan, due to transferring his strategy target's soul doll, Yang Mingzhong's task score was also at the passing mark.
Being a middle-aged man who hardly spoke, his live broadcast popularity was pitifully low, earning only over six hundred Gold Coins for the entire task.
However...
He received an extra reward: a Storage Ring.
Wen Nan wasn't sure what this ring did, but according to the contract, as a guild mber, all assets and equipnt acquired would automatically transfer to [Wenna]'s public account.
Since the Storage Ring wasn't transferred, it indicated that the system considered it similar to a backpack, equipnt slot, or backup equipnt slot—a player's storage space, not an equipnt or item, therefore not subject to surrender.
This was perfectly reasonable.
Wen Nan was still pondering when he saw Yang Mingzhong, holding the Storage Ring between two fingers, walk up to him.
Handing the ring to Wen Nan, Yang Mingzhong said, "Guild Leader, this is for you, you probably need it more than I do."
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