This Text Adventure Game is definitely poisonous Chapter 92 - 92 92 A Destined Sleepless Night1

92: Chapter 92 A Destined Sleepless Night_1 92: Chapter 92 A Destined Sleepless Night_1 Mu You nodded, “That would be best, let’s exchange the remaining lifespan for cash.”

After recent visits to the ga forum, he deeply understood the importance of cash.

He didn’t need much, but having at least a few million at hand for start-up capital would be preferable to constantly borrowing money.

“No problem, just wait a mont, brother.”

Master Huang imdiately made a phone call to arrange for soone to collect the goods.

After sorting out the arrangents, the three of them had ti to chat.

“Brother, may I ask, are you a Magic Potion Master?” Master Huang looked at Mu You and asked unexpectedly.

The latter had brought out 50 magic potions at once and had even chosen to exchange them for two kinds of high-grade potion ingredients.

Any player with knowledge of magic potions would imdiately deduce that they may be a Magic Potion Master, casually trading lower-grade potions for ingredients to make higher-grade ones.

“No!”

Mu You answered decisively.

He had learned his lesson from his previous encounter with the Sagittarius and would not boast anymore.

“Oh, alright…”

Master Huang was taken aback, he didn’t expect a refusal so determined.

He’d been pretty much certain that the other party was a Magic Potion Master, but this response made him question his previous assumption.

“Brother, I heard from Falls Breaker that you’re pretty strong.

Why don’t you consider joining a guild?” Master Huang hinted indirectly.

“A guild…I haven’t thought about it yet…”

The very first question was a hurdle, as Mu You didn’t show much interest in the idea.

“Oh…”

Not disheartened, Master Huang smiled and handed over a business card: “This is our Comrce Alliance’s card.

If you’re ever interested in joining a guild, feel free to contact .”

“Alright.”

Mu You took the card.

Since the other party was so friendly, he took it whether he had an interest or not.

Later, the three n engaged in an awkward conversation until the people Master Huang had arranged finally delivered the goods to their private box.

The dication was handed directly to Mu You, who took out the box of packaged ointnt in return.

Once both parties had inspected everything, the trade was considered successful.

“Hmm?”

However, as he was settling the remaining paynt, Mu You opened his phone and saw that ten million had just been deposited into his forum account.

He looked at the two people in confusion: “What’s this…?”

The remaining 50 years of life should be converted to five million, why has it unexpectedly increased by double?

“Ah, Brother Mu.

Don’t be surprised.

Money is just a number to us in the Comrce Alliance.

This extra part can be seen as a gift for your acquaintance.

We hope that if you have similar potions next ti, you’ll consider us first,” Master Huang explained with a smile.

“So this is the style of the Comrce Alliance!” Mu You thought.

In a forum post analyzing the dostic powerhouses, the Comrce Alliance was specifically ntioned.

As the na suggests, it’s an organization ford by a group of business tycoons.

Besides “Comrce Alliance”, they’re more widely known by another na, the “Money-splashing Alliance”.

When the organization was first established, the only advantage it had was money.

Lacking high-profile players?

throw money at it!

No equipnt?

throw money at it!

No items?

throw money at it…

Basically, just throw money and it’s all good.

Eventually, they did break open a new path with their wealth and beca one of the top five organizations.

“Alright!”

Mu You was not pretentious.

Why wouldn’t he accept money offered willingly?

After the transaction was completed, they chatted so more before Mu You took leave.

“What do you think?”

Watching Mu You leave Golden City, disappearing in the distance, Master Huang stood by the window and asked.

Young Master Li, who was still checking the box of ointnt on the table, replied, “These ointnts, based on the order they were arranged, the color and quality gradually improve.

This should be the result of a single person mass producing them in a short amount of ti.”

“So you an…”

“Yeah, even if he’s not a Magic Potion Master, there must be a real one behind him.”

“That’s what I thought.”

Master Huang nodded then sighed, “It’s a pity the other party has no intention to join a guild.”

“Hmm, according to Falls Breaker, he didn’t spend a lot of ti on the forum before, he probably played alone beforehand.

He has yet to change his mindset and probably a little defensive.

We still have a chance if we try to bring him over,” Young Master Li comnted with a smile.

“That’s true.

But if he really is a Magic Potion Master, he won’t have to worry about money in the future.

Our attempts to lure him with money may not work.”

“Let’s have Broken Waterfall pay more attention to him and try to foster so emotional connection.”

…

When Mu You returned to his shop after all the hustle, it was already closing ti.

After seeing off Little Ya and others, Mu You closed the front door and returned to his room, placing the obtained ingredients on the table.

Regeneration Grass, Lighthouse Jellyfish, Inspirational Grass, Mandrake, Troll Tuber…

Of the six herbs required, he had already obtained five.

He was now only waiting for the Red Dragon Blood to start the potion making process formally.

Mu You looked outside as the sky gradually darkened.

The full moon had already started silently rising from the eastern horizon.

The following ti until dawn was considered the night of the full moon.

Remarkably, in five hours, it would be midnight on July 10th, the ti of the start of the large-scale internal testing.

Additionally, it was also ti for the weekly assembly of the Mystical Skills Association.

It seed like all things were coincidentally concentrated on this night…

Mu You took a deep breath.

Now, he just had to wait for midnight.

As the night rolled in, he reclined on the sofa, tapping away on his phone to recharge his ga energy, while the television broadcasted.

At the mont, all national television channels were showing the sa talk show interpreting the ga “Fool”.

This was the first ti the official dia responded to this mysterious ga, naturally drawing wide attention.

Reportedly, the rating had reached a horrifying 59% even before the show started, and it continued to rise.

In the program, a military figure loaded with dals and claiming to be an ‘Abnormality Bureau’ consultant was the guest.

Under the host’s guidance, he detailed the potential changes in the extraordinary world and ordinary people’s coping thods.

Most of the discussion was optimistic – the existence of such superpowers will greatly liberate global productivity, food and energy supply thods will undergo staggering changes, an era of endless food and energy will no longer be a dream.

Under the impact of this efficient and clean Magic Power, most of the world’s industries will be restructured, common people’s quality of life will greatly improve, and the advancent of human civilization will likely accelerate.

Upon hearing such optimistic discourse, even Mu You felt his spirits lifted.

At the end of the program, the military guest disclosed a major announcent: On August 1st, which was 21 days later, “Fool” would start global testing.

So, even the people who didn’t get the activation code tonight needn’t be anxious – everyone will have it in twenty days!

Mu You felt that this ssage prevented the talk show from inciting public outrage.

It’s not the scarcity but the inequality that causes discontent.

If only ten million out of tens of billions of people worldwide could attain superpowers, they wouldn’t beco privileged but likely declared as heretics.

Inevitably it would lead to serious confrontation between players and common people, even escalating to war.

Now, everyone has a chance with the coming global testing, so no one needs to envy anyone else.

Being a few days later is okay, as long as the principle of ‘equal opportunity’ remains intact, it won’t cause excessive social conflicts.

Of course, discerning individuals understand that there’s a world of difference between public testing and internal testing.

The significant gap in resource competition will result in a situation where those who advance first will keep advancing.

The batch of players entering the ga twenty days earlier, will create an unbridgeable gap between them and the ordinary folks who join later!

Therefore, anyone seizing tonight’s opportunity will essentially obtain a ticket to the privileged class in the future extraordinary society.

Its importance is apparent.

Currently, the number of registered users on the official “Fool” website has reached an incredible 6.1 billion!

It is safe to say that apart from those impoverished small countries that lack internet infrastructure and people physically incapable of participating, everyone who could register has done so!

Over sixty billion people competing for ten million activation codes, with one lucky person popping up every 600 participants – it’s even more exciting than the lottery.

As midnight drew closer, more and more people sat in front of their computer screens, nervously and anxiously awaiting the judgent of fate.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night for countless people…

As for experienced players like Mu You, things were much more relaxed.

The registration option wouldn’t appear for those who had already beco players, even if they entered their information on the official website.

This was a relief for them.

Of course, Mu You didn’t have ti to rest either.

He had a lot to do tonight – attending the Mystical Skills Association eting, making the Spirit Calling Potion afterwards, and finishing the Spirit Summoning Ceremony before dawn.

Strictly speaking, he was the busiest one tonight.

The ti was nearing past 23:59.

Mu You had changed into his Watchman avatar and held a stack of Mystical Skills Cards in his hand while quietly awaiting midnight.

In the final ten seconds before midnight, Mu You, with his acute hearing, could vaguely hear the collective countdown of thousands echoing from outside his window.

“Three…

Two…

One…

”

The voices grew louder, and as the last outcry of ‘Zero’ erupted, the second hand of the clock precisely passed 12.

A new day had arrived!