Chapter 37
As she pondered, Miss Liang had indeed invested heavily to capture her, only to be thwarted by the Su family in the end.
Yu Xunge had made up her mind to use this divine skill to benefit the players in S City! If controlled well, this skill could yield profits four times a day. Successful people don’t burn the midnight oil, but players? They’ll stay up all night gaming!
She still needed to think about the pricing; it couldn’t remain as cheap as it was now, but it also couldn’t be exorbitant, or it would attract unwanted attention and get her targeted.
Lost in thought, Yu Xunge spent her meal time daydreaming, refining her plan to profit from the "Fate Gear" in her mind.
At the dinner table, her attitude towards Ye Dong was quite cold, but Ye Dong didn’t dare to say much. After all, even though he hadn’t yet felt the allure of Luck 10, Yu Xunge was still a player. Who knew when he might need her divine talent in the future? No matter how dissatisfied he was, he would hold his tongue, grumbling only internally about how this woman lacked understanding.
Yu Xunge didn’t care about Ye Dong’s thoughts. She wanted to develop him into a client, but this was a business he sought from her, not the other way around. She wasn’t in need of clients.
As for Yu Xunhuan, he saw no issue with Yu Xunge’s attitude. In fact, it was better this way; her demeanor only highlighted how good he was to Ye Dong.
By the time they got home, it was already late, but Yu Xunge still busied herself for another hour, preparing food for the cats in the backyard.
With the weather turning cooler, more cats had started to gather in her yard. She decided to customize a small pet villa for them, placing a cat bed inside. The wooden floor was lined with heating pads. With so many cats around, she couldn’t let the weaker ones freeze outside while the stronger ones had a cozy spot to sleep.
She also replaced the backyard faucet with a sensor type, so water would flow whenever a cat passed by.
Beyond that, there was really nothing more she could do.
Squatting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window between the villa and the yard, she pointed a finger at a calico cat that kept pawing at the window, trying to get in. “Not a chance.”
—“Meow~”
“Not happening.”
She stood up coldly and left.
For the past few days, Yu Xunge had been renovating the cat area. She bought some cat toys and climbing frames, and installed a retractable roof above to shield them from rain while still allowing them to bask in the sun.
She attributed her actions to a concern that the cat beds wouldn’t be able to accommodate all the cats, insisting it wasn’t because she had been conquered by them.
While busy, she also contemplated the pricing of the "Fate Gear" after the game invasion. The more she thought about it, the more she felt like she was suffering from paranoia. The skill, which could only alter luck values and swap attributes, being rated as B wasn’t without reason.
**Chapter 47: A Visitor**
Though everyone had tacitly left her alone, even Su Yitong hadn’t thought to declare her as belonging to the Su family, it was only because the skill’s current utility was limited. It was like a metaphysical master offering wealth; valued but not taken too seriously, more of a trinket.
But once the game invasion occurred, everything would change.
If a faction consistently earned items worth 30% more than others after each dungeon run, even a 10% increase over time could leave their competitors far behind.
Currently, players weren’t making enough money, so her prices were low. But as players grew stronger and their earnings increased, her skill would inevitably rise in value.
She could either not use it at all or find a way to balance things, ensuring that the major factions kept each other in check, reaching a tacit agreement not to touch her.
Since balance was key, she couldn’t be too greedy. If she dared to demand a share of the final loot from dungeon runs, she wouldn’t last three days. But if she settled for less, she wouldn’t be satisfied either. She admitted that no matter how restrained and cautious she tried to be, at her core, she was still a greedy person.
However, this issue could be resolved easily; it all depended on whether her talent had leaked out…
Lost in thought, she received a call from the security guard, saying two people were looking for her, claiming to be players who had played the game with her on October 10.
The guard’s tone was quite strange, probably not expecting someone living in a big villa to be gaming and seeking real-life connections.
Yu Xunge understood; they were players.
She wasn’t afraid. Since they had come to visit her formally in broad daylight, regardless of their intentions, at least their current demeanor was friendly. She instructed the guard to let them in.
The visitors, a man and a woman, were casually dressed, but their posture and demeanor suggested they were likely from a team. She led them inside, seated them, and after serving them water, she got straight to the point, asking about their purpose.
The woman with a ponytail said, “Hello, I’m Zhao Shuying. We’re from the government.”
Upon hearing they were official representatives, Yu Xunge thought to herself, finally, the moment had come!
She had long had the answer to her troubling question! How to balance things? Just find someone stronger to keep them in check!
Yu Xunge nodded, “What a coincidence, so am I.”
Zhao Shuying was momentarily taken aback by Yu Xunge’s cold humor, but her expression relaxed a bit. She had been worried that the other party might be the type to become arrogant after a stroke of luck, but it seemed that, at least on the surface, Yu Xunge didn’t harbor much hostility towards the government: “You must understand what I mean.”
Taking control of the conversation, Yu Xunge said, “You need my divine talent and want to collaborate with me?”
The word “collaborate” made the man with the buzz cut feel uneasy. They weren’t looking for collaboration; they wanted to recruit her. Collaboration implied equality, sharing profits, and paying for each use. But he also knew that moral coercion was the dumbest approach, and the current speculation about the game possibly being the start of an alien invasion was just that—speculation, without solid evidence.
Wu Qingbai couldn’t help himself and blurted out, “Miss Yu, have you ever thought about serving the country?”
Yu Xunge replied, “I pay taxes.”
Wu Qingbai: “…”
Zhao Shuying chuckled again, clearing her throat to regain her composure. She had spoken to nearly a thousand players recently, and while Yu Xunge wasn’t the most agreeable, she was definitely the calmest.
Upon learning their identities, she showed no excitement, no resistance, no superiority, but also no fear. She was a resolute person.
Zhao Shuying immediately discarded all her previous talking points and asked directly, “How does Miss Yu want to collaborate?”
Yu Xunge replied, “I can use the Fate Gear four times a day to modify a person’s luck value. I’m willing to sell three of those uses to you. How you use them is up to you, and I won’t interfere with who you collaborate with or negotiate with. However, I can’t stay here every day. I believe you can track my whereabouts. When I’m not gaming, I’m either in class or traveling.”
Zhao Shuying didn’t address how to resolve that issue but instead asked, “What’s the price?”
Yu Xunge quoted, “3 gold per use.” And as players leveled up and earned more, she would raise her prices.
Wu Qingbai said, “That’s a high income; you’ll have to pay 45% tax on that. I mean, for each use.”
Yu Xunge: “…”
Zhao Shuying: “…”
Yu Xunge picked up her coffee cup, “It’s getting late. You should leave now! Far away!”
Zhao Shuying handed Wu Qingbai’s water cup back to him: “Shut up!”
Zhao Shuying began to negotiate, “This price is too high. Although we have a lot of people, you’ve played this game and know how hard it is to earn money in it.”
Yu Xunge replied, “Divine talents come in all shapes and sizes; not all of them are profitable.” She wasn’t just speaking off the cuff. Although she hadn’t seen it herself, with the likes of the God of Food, the God of Thieves, and the God of Water, why couldn’t there be a God of Wealth?
Zhao Shuying maintained her composure. Even if Yu Xunge had guessed correctly, she didn’t show any cracks in her facade. The government had a total of 520,000 players, and naturally, there were divine talents related to making money, but those were just A-level talents, not a money-making machine!
The price of 3 gold per use was exorbitant. They weren’t without players who had Luck 10, even if there were only two…
Next, Zhao Shuying and Wu Qingbai took turns trying to persuade Yu Xunge to lower her price, with one being firm and the other soft. Occasionally, Wu Qingbai would feign ignorance to lighten the mood, clearly seasoned partners in this act.
Yu Xunge hadn’t cared much about this matter, but their determined attitude finally piqued her curiosity: “Can you share why you need my talent so badly? Scientific research? International affairs?”
Zhao Shuying and Wu Qingbai shook their heads, their stance clear: they couldn’t say.
Yu Xunge couldn’t read anything from their faces.
In her past life, even though she occasionally joined the Su and Liang families in dungeon runs, she didn’t know much more than an average person. Most of what she knew came from the news, like the beta testing times and numbers, or the ordinary items that had undergone mutations… The real insider information was beyond her reach.
So what could possibly make these people so desperate for her divine talent?
Scientific research might require a bit of luck, but what was truly reliable were the genius minds and the lengthy research process, which didn’t necessitate long-term collaboration.
International affairs? That seemed even more absurd.
So it had to be related to the game.
Crafting equipment? …Dungeons?
Or, if she dared to guess even bolder, was there someone who had a way to enter the game?
Yes, who said the beta testing only happened three times? Who said that once the beta ended, no one could enter the game anymore?
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