I Just Want Players to Save Money, They Insist on Giving Me! Chapter 5 - 5 3 Im Awesome ()1

Chapter 5: Chapter 3: I’m Aweso, (__)!_1 Chapter 5: Chapter 3: I’m Aweso, (__)!_1 The WWga platform is a fairly well-known indie ga platform in the Huaxia Nation.

It’s mostly populated by various small studios and individual ga creators, all of whom share one thing in common—limited funds.

Without big-na endorsents or investnts from rich n, they don’t have the substantial funds to afford intricate artwork and skins, let alone well-known voice actors, and their copywriting and plot planning are often shoddy.

The upside is that the gas on this platform naturally have a lower pay-to-win threshold compared to regular gas.

Spend just ten to several tens of units, and you can buy heaps of joy that are crudely made.

Don’t mind if the character models are monstrous, just tell how high the numbers get when I smash with my hamr!

Tell if that drawing of Naiko swings or not!

If it doesn’t despise my poverty, why should I criticize its shoddiness?

It’s the Cyberpunk Slum, really.

Of course, you do occasionally get so individual designers with brilliant ideas who upload their earnest yet impoverished creations to the WWga platform.

So, so veteran players manage to find gold among the dross.

This is currently the best place for Ke Jin.

All he needs to do is pay an operation fee of 5000 units to get an entry ticket and so degree of platform promotion.

That’s the deal for those without early-stage marketing.

After so sweet-talk and deception, he convinced his naive younger sister to fish out 5000 units of her private savings. Facing submission, a troubled Ke Yu said with a pained expression, “Brother, you have to make it work, it’s all of my dowry money.”

“Don’t worry! Once I make money, forget just the dowry, even if you are a bride on steroids, I’ll cover your betrothal gifts!” Ke Jin assured, thumping his chest.

As if he could actually make any money.

What kind of fool would spend “1000 units” on his own pay-to-win project?

With “1000 units” you can indulge in pleasure, wouldn’t that be far more enjoyable than this?

Of course, if the ga doesn’t make any money, that’s when the real opportunity to make a fortune arises! Ke Jin knew this very well.

“Pah, you’re the bride on steroids! I don’t like my best friend at all!” Ke Yu ca to her senses and imdiately launched a counterattack.

…

After submitting a series of producer information, he quietly waited for WWga to verify it.

Ke Jin didn’t sit idle during this ti.

Relying solely on WWga’s promotion wasn’t enough to gather 1000 players to try out his ga, he reckoned.

Fortunately, he also had an account on the Thunderbolt livestreaming platform. Since he couldn’t afford to hire expensive strears to draw in viewers, he’d take the reins himself!

With nothing left for his sister to do, Ke Jin quickly drew a pie in the sky to block his sister from bothering him, guzzling water. He swiftly logged into his livestream host account and updated his room title.

[New Ga Beta Testing, Humble Creator Online Begging for Trials!]

This account had always been for Ke Jin’s private use, usually just to recharge on so spicy dance moves from strear girls, with not many followers.

However, it seed the new ga title had piqued the interest of a small number of people.

A few minutes into the broadcast, a handful of curious viewers trickled in. When they saw Ke Jin’s spartan livestreaming room and the classic, poverty-colored bold white characters above saying ‘The host is a ga designer, I hope everyone will honor with a trial of my new ga,’

the comnts in the chat started to tease.

“Alright, so this is how we’re doing promotion!”

“This is the first ti I’ve seen such a bare-bones promotion… A person, a chair, a cara, a computer and it’s done? But, you know what, the main host is kinda handso.”

“The main host knows how to save money.”

“My grandma in the far-off countryside would praise the host for being sensible.”

“It’s thrifty, sure, but there’s no popularity. I suggest the host hire a prostitute to wiggle in front of the cara, the popularity would definitely be higher than now!”

“Is there a possibility that the host just has no money?”

“If worst cos to worst, let the host wiggle in front of the cara himself, I could begrudgingly make do.”

“Anything that gets you going will ensure you get a balanced diet!”

Ignoring the sarcastic comnts, he glanced over the real-ti viewership in the backend.

Hmm, nine people, charge!

Ke Jin wasted no ti in small talk and dragged out “Origin of Species” from his desktop, double-clicking to open it while saying,

“Hello everyone, let introduce to you the new ga I’ve created. Its na is…”

But before he could finish, a comnt ca in.

“Hold it, I’m just here for the laughs, I don’t plan on playing your ga. This kind of poor man’s promotion ans the ga can’t be that good…”

“Hm?”

The mockery hadn’t finished when an ultra-blue, techno UI interface appeared before everyone’s eyes.

The future-esque sci-fi fra, and the ‘ding-dong’ chanical alert sound that echoed with a click of the mouse, alongside four words that glowed with a tallic coolness—Origin of Species.

It certainly gave off the impression that there was a decent budget involved.

But that was about it.

That UI, normally, isn’t too eye-catching. There were plenty better than it out there.

However, the stark contrast between Ke Jin’s rudintary livestreaming setup and the well-funded ga UI induced a bit of heartache, as if ‘he put all his food money into making this ga.’

This contrast made a few viewers about to leave hesitate, their hands poised over the ‘exit’ button.

“Oh? A sci-fi thed ga?”

“Interesting, I have a fair interest in sci-fi.”

“The UI is not bad. Let’s see the illustrations and the voice acting; if they’re decent, I might just give it a try.”

As Ke Jin started the live demonstration, the chatter in the chat quieted down, with everyone eagerly awaiting the content to follow.