I Just Want Players to Save Money, They Insist on Giving Me! Chapter 67 - 67 41 First Week Gaming Revenue Released1

Chapter 67: Chapter 41: First Week Gaming Revenue Released!_1 Chapter 67: Chapter 41: First Week Gaming Revenue Released!_1 The tycoons initially thought of finding a skilled hacker to infiltrate the backend port of the Number One Player Company and then rewrite the top-up interface program, addressing the problem at its root.

However, since such an act was sufficiently close to breaking the law, the tycoons also felt it was too despicable.

After all, “Skyline” still had a good reputation.

If soone was willing to make a good ga, neither commoners nor tycoons would have any objections to that.

What the tycoons were protesting against was mainly the outrageous top-up interface which could potentially cause uncontrollable consequences.

After weighing their options, they chose to give up.

Then, they discussed the second thod.

That was to try and develop a plugin that blocked advertisents.

Run the plugin at the sa ti as launching the ga, and it would perfectly shield the ads, exposing the top-up interface in full public view!

And then drown it with a flood of big bills until it was stunned!

But soon, this thod also fell through.

They found out that Designer Ke, that bastard, seed to have anticipated this move.

“When that guy wrote the program, he welded the ad fra to the top-up interface, making them one and the sa.”

“Even if the ads are blocked, the grey fra remains here, still covering the top-up interface. This can only be changed from within his own program.”

In the temporarily established Holy War Group, professionals who knew their stuff tried several tis and then sent the screenshots of their failure to the group chat.

“This…” A group of tycoons looked at the screenshot and exchanged glances.

Plan B failed.

The third plan they had prepared, the radical approach of disconnecting from the network, also naturally failed.

Like Plan B, it was essentially trying to separate the advertisent from the top-up interface.

If Plan B failed, Plan C was bound to fail too.

The tycoons, who had been slapped dizzy by the opposing designer right from the start, racked their brains for all sorts of unconventional solutions over the next two days.

But they all ended in failure without exception.

The frustrated group of tycoons finally threw in the towel.

They resorted to the last thod.

The great tactic of reporting!

They jointly drafted an email, harshly criticizing the potential negative consequences that “Skyline” could bring to the ga environnt.

The gist of the email was, ‘We suggest anding the gaming laws to prevent ga manufacturers like “Skyline” from exploiting loopholes, thereby seriously disrupting the market environnt!’

Although on Blue Star, gaming law is different from common civil and criminal law, it is more like sothing to maintain the market environnt, more akin to school regulations or corporate policies, lacking absolute authority and controlled by the Ga Supervisory Bureau specially set up by Blue Star.

But within the gaming industry, it’s sothing that everyone must adhere to, otherwise the threat of being ordered to take down and rectify the ga is too much for anyone to bear.

Hoping for a change in gaming law based on a ga with relatively minor influence was truly a fool’s dream.

The result was that the email sent to the supervisory authority was completely ignored by the other side.

This strategy not only failed to succeed, but it also beca a joke among netizens looking on.

“Go for it, tycoons! Such market disruptors deserve severe punishnts! Put in more effort! /Dog Head”

“The combined strength of a few individuals in this tycoon group is calculated in billions, how can they not deal with “Skyline”? /evilgrin /evilgrin”

“Because ‘Skyline’ doesn’t allow for top-ups and has no strength leaderboard, so their combat power is 0. Therefore, it’s normal that they can’t deal with it, it’s reasonable!”

The netizens’ amused banter even boosted the popularity of “Skyline” slightly.

As an indie ga that hadn’t yet entered the mainstream view and could increase in popularity rather than decrease in the first week after launch, more bystanders ca to know of Number One Player Company and of a designer nad Ke Jin.

One could say that the tycoon group played an instruntal part in this.

And Ke Jin was not oblivious to everything that had happened in the past week.

In fact, he was intensely following his own drama every day.

“Head culprit Ke Jin step forward!”, “Holy War preparation ceremony by the tycoon group”, “Grand failure of the tycoon group’s Holy War”, he saw it all.

Watched them like a hawk at all tis.

Fearing that this bunch of kids would really overturn the cart for him.

Fortunately, the outco was pleasing.

The revenue of the first week on the shelf.

Zero!

The earnings from the advertising fees were about to hit 100,000 though.

Although definitely not as much as what would have been made from directly opening the recharge interface, it was a slight compensation for the current zero earnings of the ga.

At the sa ti, it also indirectly validated that his plan was flawless.

If the ga continues at this pace,

its final revenue would also inevitably be zero!

Even if it ant losing the revenue of one ga, the IP that could be unlocked afterward was enough to establish a gaming empire, so it was a no-brainer.

Securing victory, Ke Jin had no worries. He kept his heart inside and waited for the ultimate reward to co, no longer paying attention to the ssages on the internet.

Instead, he began discussing with his family about where to celebrate Ke Yu’s birthday the following weekend.

As the little princess doted on by millions at ho,

Miss Ke was about to celebrate her 18th birthday, her coming-of-age celebration, in 6 days—this weekend.

At this mont, the family was all gathered around the dining table, planning this way and that.

“How about we just have a table set up at Li’s restaurant and use my na for a discount?” Li was a student Ke Jun taught in his early years, who used his family connections to open a four-star hotel in Jianglin, and occasionally kept in touch with Ke Jun.

Ke Jin and Ke Yu, who temporarily had no right to speak, turned their heads to look at their dad.

“What discount? Your daughter is turning 18 this year, and how many 18th birthdays does one have? All you think about is your little discount. To use the popular phrase from the internet, you’re such a ‘straight man’.” As a mother and a woman, Mrs. Ke was a romantic, and she imdiately rejected Ke Jun’s suggestion upon hearing it.

Ke Jin and Ke Yu turned their heads to look at their mom again.

“If you ask , we should just book a high-end Western restaurant and give our daughter a proper birthday celebration.”

“That’s still eating,” Ke Jun said helplessly, adjusting his glasses and clearly not quite understanding the woman’s train of thought.

“Then where?” Mrs. Ke asked, displeased.

Seeing his wife about to get angry, Ke Jun quickly coughed lightly, not wanting to provoke her, and while sipping his tea, he tossed the conversational hot potato to Ke Yu: “Yu, where would you like to go?”

“? I’m fine with anything…” Ke Yu tilted her head to think, then burst into a sweet smile: “As long as I can be happy with the family, nothing else matters. How about we just go fishing with Dad, and then our whole family can have an outdoor BBQ by the river, a full fish feast! Whatever Dad catches, we’ll eat!” she giggled.

“Pfft!!!” Ke Jun sprayed his mouthful of tea all over the floor.

Even Mrs. Ke couldn’t hold back a laugh: “Then we might end up starving all day.”

In front of the children, who could stand being poked in the back like that?

Ke Jun certainly couldn’t. He reddened instantly, but he didn’t dare raise his voice for fear of upsetting his beloved.

All he could do was clench his tea cup tightly, his forehead veins popping out as he tapped his fingers on the table repeatedly: “Look down on who? Last ti it was 20 pounds! Do you understand how much 20 pounds is? It was this big!”

“And the fish?” Mrs. Ke asked.

“…It got away,” Ke Jun stamred, his hands gesturing as he tried to deflect, “But… just because it got away… doesn’t an I never caught one.”

Then he began to mutter quietly, unintelligible to the others, things like ‘the bait was too little,’ ‘the rod was too small,’ ‘the fish were too young,’ ‘I’m also getting old.’

The whole house was filled with a rry atmosphere.

“Alright, I won’t argue with you. Just tell , what if you fail to catch anything? We can’t let Yu go hungry on her birthday, can we?” Mrs. Ke said again.

“Then we order a fish from Starved Online to be delivered!” Ke Jun said indignantly.

Ke Jin, who had the least say in the family’s paper power, kept himself busy cracking lon seeds throughout the entire discussion, never uttering a word.

But he was observing in silence.

From his father’s furrowed brows and his teeth-grinding expression,

Ke Jin knew.

The phrase ‘order a fish from Starved Online’ was probably the greatest concession a fisherman like his dad could make.