Say Yes To Making Bad Games, What the Hell is Titanfall? Chapter 137

  Chapter 137 has never had such a wonderful upgrade!

  【④ New mechanism: project derivative additional investment mechanism】

  After the settlement of a single main project is completed and profitable, the investment in the basic project is considered successful, and the host can continue to invest in it and develop derivative projects.

  Add derivative projects as sub-projects, the investment amount is calculated independently, and the rebate calculation time is automatically generated, but the rebate base rate will inherit the main project, and also enjoy the [rebate time extension mechanism] function.

  —Investment rebate system official version v1.0

  W...De...Fa...

   Get rich! !

  After carefully reading the detailed description of this unlock function!

  There is only one word in Shen Miaomiao's mind!

  Crazy! !

   What a loser!

   Sub-project derivative additional investment!

  From this moment on, the era of one-shot trading where the investment profit of a single project is settled immediately is over!

  The emergence of sub-projects is undoubtedly another way to lose money!

   And this road is more violent and crazy than before!

  Thought that the "basic rebate ratio of sub-items" will-inherit the main item! !

   That is to say!

  If at this time, she makes additional investment for the [Titanfall Project] and starts a derivative sub-project.

So!

   The basic rebate rate of the derivative sub-project is 11 times!

   "Hey-hey hey-"

  Shen Miaomiao's eyeballs lit up like small light bulbs!

   Combed his messy hair, and pressed his palms down, trying to calm down his emotions:

   "holdon...holdon...holdon...bro..."

   Then, I took a deep breath!

   "I don't know if my understanding is correct, system,"

  Because she is the only one in the rental room at this time, she can communicate with the system unscrupulously:

   "You said that the basic rebate rate of this sub-project is inherited from the main project, right?"

  The system responded quickly, and immediately replied: [Yes, the host]

   "Good! So good!"

  Shen Miaomiao shook her head!

"Excuse me!"

   "If I directly increase the multiplier to the limit of 100 times when the main project document is created later, I will completely give up the idea of ​​losing the main project!"

   "So when the main project achieves profitability, will the rebate rate of the sub-projects I created start at 100 times?"

   "And this time!"

   "I, who also enjoy the [rebate time extension mechanism], once again stretched the multiplier to the limit!"

   "Does that mean my subproject—"

   "There will be a 200 times rebate rate?"

  Shen Miaomiao is a thief!

  After understanding this additional investment mechanism, I immediately calculated the theoretical limit multiple of the system rebate!

   Such a quick response speed even made the system silent for a moment:

  【Although your behavior is suspected of using the mechanism, theoretically speaking, it is like this】

   "ohhhh—Shet!!"

   Now!

  Shen Miaomiao felt dizzy with excitement in her brain!

   Raise your arms high, raise your arms and shout!

   Never before have there been such wonderful upgrades! !

   Please cheer for me, drink, drink, cheer for me, OK?

   Such a wonderful upgrade!

   This is the closest I've been to Baozhuan since I got the system!

  ohmygod... I'm going to cherish this feature!

  I want to cherish it!

  The Bible is being reproduced here!

  The sound of the system sounds again:

  【However, please note that if you settle the main project in advance, the additional multiplier will also be reduced】

   Shen Miaomiao understood the meaning of the system.

  For example, for main project A, the basic settlement time is 10 days, and the basic settlement ratio is 10 times.

   Then according to her idea, the settlement time of the main project will be extended to 100 days, and the settlement ratio will be 100 times.

but!

  Assuming that the main project A realizes profit on the 20th day, if she settles the documents at this time, the multiplier will be fixed at 20 times instead of 100 times.

"well said!"

   It seemed that the system had expected this limitation, Shen Miaomiao laughed!

   "Then if! I mean if!"

   "I don't settle the bill, so I drag it along?"

   "How will you respond?"

  Shen Miaomiao found that she was getting stuck in bugs more and more.

  From knowing nothing about games at first, to now being able to handle card bugs at hand, she has indeed grown a lot.

  The system is silent.

   There was silence for five seconds.

  【Then this system... will calculate the multiplier according to the settlement point...】

   Then, the system lost its sound, as if speechless.

  Obviously the system sound is emotionless.

   But now!

  Shen Miaomiao truly felt the helplessness of her own system!

  Even in the tone full of synthetic electronic sounds, I heard four characters—

   You are awesome.

   "Wuhu—!!"

  Shen Miaomiao gave a cheer!

   No wonder this function is hidden!

too strong!

   No matter from which aspect, it is too strong!

   According to the original usage of the system, the appearance of this function can allow the host to open up the market boldly, and you don't even have to worry about the poor reputation of derivative works affecting the profitability of the main project!

   And according to Shen Miaomiao's sneaky usage, this function is a double insurance!

  If the main project is not losing money, there are also sub-projects, and the children and grandchildren are endless!

  Shen Miaomiao felt her head dizzy even more.

  Turn up the temperature of the air conditioner by two degrees, and no longer let it blow directly on itself.

   But even so!

   Still have to use up the last bit of brain cells to analyze the usage of this system function!

The first!

  Use the sub-project as the main project insurance, still follow the established route, aiming at the loss of the main project, if the main project makes money, use the derivative sub-project to top it!

  This is a common hand!

   The second type!

  Let's let the profit and loss of the main project go (if you don't make trouble yourself, you probably won't lose money), take the derivative sub-project as the key loss target, shift the focus, and strive to realize the loss on the derivative project!

  This is my hand!

   As for the third type!

   That is to change the mind, stabilize the main project, and ensure that the main project is 100% profitable!

   That's right!

   Profit!

  Although Shen Miaomiao said this word a bit strangely, starting from the next main project, she will change her mind!

  Because only the main project is profitable, the derivative sub-project can be opened.

  The rebate rate of the sub-project will perfectly inherit the main project.

  So, as long as she increases the multiplier of the main project and achieves a perfect profit within the specified time.

So!

  She will get a sub-project with a basic rebate rate ranging from 10-100 times.

Then!

   Make further adjustments on this ratio to ensure that the rebate will land safely!

Perfect!

  Shen Miaomiao felt like she was going to float up!

but!

  Before the start of the next main project, she will use the sub-project of Titanfall to conduct scientific research.

  Although today, the rebate of Titanfall is only 11 times, but the so-called mosquito legs are meat even if they are small.

  Besides, APEX, as a derivative project of TTF, has long been in Lao Gu's plan. If he proposes to establish a new project at this time, he may not agree.

   So well...

   I can only wrong you first, Pai Pai (APEX nickname).

  Thinking of this, Shen Miaomiao stood up, swayed a bit, walked to the husky 'Gu Sheng' with bare feet, picked up old Gu from the ground and patted him:

   "Ah - this is who threw our big baby on the ground, why is it so careless!"

   "Old Gu, old Gu... From now on, our company's main project profit will depend entirely on you..."

   "Let's increase investment, let's make announcements, how much effort we will make..."

   "In this way, we both take a step back. I support your main project, and you also let my sub-project lose a lot of money. We have two swords, and when the time comes..."

   "Hey...hey..."

   While talking.

  Shen Miaomiao lay on the bed while hugging the husky pillow.

   A sense of drowsiness struck her dizzy mind, and not long after, Shen Miaomiao fell into a deep sleep.

   Until more than three o'clock in the morning.

  Shen Miaomiao was awakened by her own trembling.

   Waves of coldness hit her, making her shiver uncontrollably.

  It was clearly June, but even with the windows and the air conditioner turned off, she still felt a chill coming from her limbs.

   And this kind of cold is even more biting in contrast to the scorching breath.

   "Uh-oh-oh-"

  Shen Miaomiao was really uncomfortable, she wanted to get up and find a blanket to cover.

  But he was moaned softly by the soreness from his joints.

   touched his forehead.

   It seems to be a little hot.

   But not particularly obvious.

well.

   It's over.

  Shen Miaomiao sighed softly.

  Extreme joy begets sorrow, I probably have a fever.

   Think about it too.

  Just after taking a shower, he ran out of the bathroom insanely before finishing drying his hair, wearing a bathrobe and cosplaying Keyun.

  Afterwards, there was sadness and joy, boxing and jumping.

   After a toss, it's no wonder that I don't get sick.

  Thinking of this, Shen Miaomiao flattened her mouth:

   It's all Gu Sheng's fault!

  If it wasn't for him, Titanfall wouldn't be so successful, and he wouldn't be stimulated to play such a trick.

  If it wasn't for him, Xunteng would not have 'broke his fortune' when he came to poach people, so that he would live in this old and broken house that doesn't even have security guards and 24-hour property stewards.

  Sick people are always delicate.

  The more Shen Miaomiao thought about it, the more she felt reasonable.

   So Qiang struggled to open his eyes, opened the chat software, and sent a message to Gu Sheng—

  【Old Gu, I feel a little uncomfortable, I feel like I have a fever, bring me some ibuprofen tomorrow during the day [location]】

  She didn't look for Chu Qingzhou.

  The reason why she came here was because she wanted to ask Lao Gu to run errands for her in a wicked way.

  Secondly, it was because Sister Chuchu was too far away from her current community, and she had to cross half of Binjiang to deliver her medicine.

  The "Binjiang Yaju" where Lao Gu lives is relatively close to her, and she can easily deliver a medicine to her on the way to work.

   Putting down the phone, Shen Miaomiao wrapped her little quilt tightly, trying to fall asleep again.

However.

   Waking up halfway this time made her toss and turn, and she couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

  Backs of pain hit her head, as if a villain was beating a big drum inside, and her breathing became hotter and hotter, making her mouth dry.

   I have been tossing and turning for a long time!

   buzz—

  Suddenly, the phone rang.

   "Um...uh...hello...?"

  Shen Miaomiao intuitively touched the phone in a daze, and picked it up.

   Just listening to the other end, a familiar voice came: "Are you experiencing life? Why do you live in such a place? Give me the house number."

   It was Gu Sheng.

  Hearing Lao Gu's voice, Shen Miaomiao was a little dazed:

   "Is it... already morning?"

   "Hammer early,"

  Gu Sheng's voice came from the other end of the phone:

   "What's the house number."

   "Oh... uh... a door... the house on the left of the third floor..."

  Shen Miaomiao snorted:

   "The key is under the door mat..."

salad.

  Following the little Nezha's guidance, Gu Sheng lifted the floor mat at the door of the anti-theft door, and sure enough, he found a key underneath.

  I fucking...

   Gu Sheng looked at the key in his hand, frowned, and opened the door with a click.

   Stepping into the room, he rebuked in a low voice:

   "Shen Miaomiao, how the **** did your brain grow?"

   "There is no surveillance or security in this community, and there are all rental information outside. How dare you put the door key under the floor mat when you live here?"

   "Are you afraid that others won't be able to get in?"

   “Sent me a message at 3:00 in the middle of the night saying I had a 'bit' fever!”

   "A 'kind of' fever can **** wake someone up in the middle of the night?"

   "Do you have any basic knowledge of life? Don't you even have a thermometer at home?"

   "I'm not smart at all, are you going to burn yourself out of my wits?"

   "You send me a message at three o'clock, I saw it, what if I don't see it?"

   "Twenty is three, can't you remember?"

  While speaking, Gu Sheng walked through the narrow living room, knocked on the bedroom door, and opened it to enter.

   But see this time!

  Shen Miaomiao curled up on the small bed, her body was covered with sheets, blankets and even bathrobes.

  Little Nezha blushed, holding the husky's pillow, almost wanting to roll himself into a glutinous rice ball.

   With a bit of difficulty, he opened his eyes and looked at Gu Sheng, and with a flat mouth, he whispered pitifully:

   "You... you said before... calling you once is enough..."

   "...Don't scold me, I feel bad..."

  Hearing this, Gu Sheng's lips moved slightly, and his expression softened instantly.

   Stepped forward and helped Shen Miaomiao, who was already limp all over, and touched her forehead.

   Hot.

   "Come on, let's go to the hospital,"

   As he spoke, Gu Sheng wrapped the little blanket around Nezha, sat on the edge of the bed and put Nezha's hands on his shoulders:

   "Just infuse the liquid."

"Well…"

  Shen Miaomiao nodded, and rested her head on Gu Sheng's back in a daze.

  At this time, little Nezha has obviously been burnt out, and the energetic head he used to be full of energy no longer exists, replaced by whispers like raving.

   But even so, he still didn't forget to skin it.

  As Gu Sheng stood up, she raised her small hand and patted his shoulder weakly, just like the night when the Left 4 Dead project was settled.

   "drive...drive..."

   Gu Sheng couldn't laugh or cry, imitating the walking rhythm of Malaysia, gently bumping the confused little man behind him: "Yeah, kua kua kua kua..."

   "Kang che kuang che... not Malaysia..."

  The little Nezha behind him feebly corrected him.

   "Then tell me, what is Malaysia like?"

  Gu Sheng turned around and hooked the door with his foot.

   “Malaysia is…”

  Little Nezha frowned slightly and thought about it:

   "Malaysia is... Guo Degang... Guo Degang Guo Degang..."

"Hahaha,"

  Gu Sheng was really amused:

   "Okay, you have to be honest for a while, and then go to Guo Degang when the fever subsides."

   "Hey...then...then you sing me a song..."

  Behind him, Shen Miaomiao smirked, and rubbed her head against Gu Sheng's neck, trying to absorb the warmth from his body.

   "What are you singing? Dad's dad is called Grandpa?"

  Gu Sheng pointed up the little Nezha.

   "Sing... let's sing..."

  Behind, Shen Miaomiao's voice became softer and softer, it seemed that she was not so uncomfortable, and sleepiness hit her.

   Walk out of the building door.

  The warm wind of the summer night blows, passing the figures of the two of them.

  Under the silent bright night, there is no one there, only the rustling of the grass and trees on the street by the breeze.

  Gu Sheng walked towards his car with little Nezha on his back, while speaking slowly, his voice was soft.

   It seems that he is afraid of waking up the quiet night, or he is afraid of waking up the person who breathes evenly after singing—

   Just once

  I will take you to see

   Laughing on a sunny day

   Noisy in the free air

did you know

   all my heartbeats

   Jump as you go...

   click.

  The car door opened, Gu Cheng put Shen Miaomiao on the passenger seat, but saw that the little girl was already asleep, breathing evenly.

  Gu Sheng laughed lightly and shook his head, muttering, "If you don't sleep on my bed, my rocking machine is so comfortable..."

   After finishing speaking, he pulled the blanket around Nezha's neck and tucked it in, and fastened the safety belt on her.

  Go around to his driving seat and start the car, and the dark navigator drives to the hospital.

  Gu Sheng was fully focused, wanting to rush to the hospital as soon as possible for emergency treatment.

   So much so that she didn't notice the co-pilot at all, Shen Miaomiao raised her small mouth slightly, and muttered in a voice that only she could hear:

   "It sounds good..."

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  (end of this chapter)

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