Chris Building, in the CEO’s office.
Chen Qi looked over the intel Taruno had collected from the Dark Web World, while he waited for a "surprise" to be delivered to his door.
After drifting at sea for more than half a month, the "surprise" prepared by his good partner, Westin Kuta, had finally arrived ashore.
Right now, Leiteri and his men were rushing back from the port.
...
’Tsk tsk. As I thought, compared to those death row inmates, the apprentices are much harder to deal with.’
’At least their methods for survival are much better than those of the death row inmates, who only know how to rob people.’
With a clear objective, the efficiency of intelligence gathering had naturally increased significantly.
Chen Qi had only been back at the company for half a day, but intel from the Dark Web World was already pouring in continuously.
The biggest contributor to this wasn’t the intelligence agency Taruno had set up, but the Kingdom Central Intelligence Agency.
They were the true kings of the Dark Web World.
According to the information provided by the Kingdom CIA, the one hundred apprentices who entered the Lanyu Kingdom had split into two completely different styles.
For example, to solve their money problems, some players chose to infiltrate gangs—or more accurately, to forcibly take over some weaker ones.
By doing this, they not only solved their survival issues but also secured a place to stay.
Most of these players were fierce and aggressive, and their methods were quite ruthless.
Fortunately, they still had some reservations and didn’t do anything too outrageous.
This frustrated Chen Qi a little. If these guys didn’t cross the line, he couldn’t just go bullying the weak and throwing his weight around.
As for the other type of player, their chosen path to survival was much more interesting.
"Divine Doctor," "Master of Psychological Diagnosis and Treatment," "Tech Genius"—this was how they branded themselves.
These apprentices used their various skills to successfully infiltrate the circles of the wealthy, and they were living quite comfortably.
For apprentices from the Inner World who had seen it all, tricking the unsophisticated, wealthy bumpkins of the Lanyu Kingdom was no challenge at all.
In short, compared to the death row inmates who were living hand-to-mouth and were dirt poor, the apprentices were doing much better for themselves and were integrating into the Lanyu Kingdom more quickly.
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’This won’t do!’
’If these guys settle down, how am I supposed to harvest them?’
’Looks like I need to come up with a plan!’
Chen Qi had more or less figured out what these apprentices were thinking.
Unlike past apprentices who resisted joining the game and were therefore extremely hostile towards the Lanyu Kingdom, the new apprentices chose to proactively integrate into the Lanyu Kingdom in order to join the game.
Only by doing so would they have a chance at gaining eligibility for the game.
It had to be said, their choice was very clever. As expected, no one who could become an apprentice was a fool.
But if this kept up, Chen Qi was afraid he’d really end up "with nothing to do," just as Lin Biyun had said.
That was unacceptable.
Fortunately, Chen Qi had long anticipated this situation and had already thought of a countermeasure.
However, for his plan to work, he first needed to find a few inside men—or more accurately, a few shills. Otherwise, how could he get his business started?
...
Time ticked by, second by second. Chen Qi idly flipped through the various textbooks left behind by Jomoya Chris.
He considered it a way of refreshing his knowledge.
At a certain moment, Chen Qi was suddenly struck by a feeling that a lifetime had passed.
Just last November, he was still an unemployed youth trapped in the slums.
Back then, he was filled with terror and confusion about the future. He once had all sorts of ambitions and ideals, but they had all been worn down by reality.
Chen Qi had thought he would quietly live out a dull life until he died one day in the slums.
But fate was so incredible, it dropped a "jackpot" right on his head.
SWISH!
At Chen Qi’s Summon, the bronze die appeared before his eyes once again.
Looking at the object that had changed his destiny, Chen Qi couldn’t help but be immensely curious about its origin.
But neither the *Inner World General Knowledge* nor any of the various legacies he had encountered contained any record of this bronze die.
As for the various myths and legends passed down through the secular world, there were far too many things that could grant human wishes.
But there were none that specifically mentioned a 20-sided bronze die.
Sometimes Chen Qi couldn’t help but wonder if everyone who knew about the bronze die was tacitly keeping it a secret.
After all, getting three wishes for free was just too good to be true.
If one could find the bronze die again, wouldn’t that be even better?
But after thinking it over and over, Chen Qi felt that complete secrecy was definitely impossible.
Something known by three people can no longer be considered a secret, let alone something potentially known by countless individuals.
Throughout history, the total number of Wishers must have been an absolutely terrifying figure.
’Could I make a Wish for my future self to encounter this bronze die again?’
This thought had surfaced in Chen Qi’s mind countless times.
Chen Qi believed that previous Wishers must have had similar ideas. Did they succeed?
There must have been many legendary stories surrounding this bronze die!
And could he be just one of its many ordinary holders?
Chen Qi continued to space out aimlessly, right until his "surprise" was brought in by Leiteri.
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"Boss, this is the cargo you had us pick up from the port."
"There are two large items in total. Here’s the delivery receipt!"
The five members of the Hummingbird Squad appeared in Chen Qi’s office, carrying two enormous crates.
Bored out of his mind, Chen Qi walked forward impatiently and opened one of them.