Chapter 47: Someone Comes Calling

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Although everyone had tacitly agreed not to touch her, and even Su Yitong had never considered announcing that she belonged to the Su family, this was only because her skill was not particularly useful for the time being. It was like a metaphysical master going around helping people attract wealth: valued, but not truly taken seriously, treated almost like a novelty.

But things would be different after the game invaded reality.

If a faction gained items worth even thirty percent more than those obtained by other factions every time they cleared a dungeon—even just ten percent more—then, over time, they would leave their rivals far behind.

At present, players did not earn much, so her asking price was not high. But as players grew stronger and their earnings increased, the price of her skill would inevitably rise.

She either had to refrain from using it altogether or establish a proper balance, allowing the major factions to restrain one another and reach an understanding that no one would touch her.

Since balance was the goal, she could not be too greedy. If she dared demand a share of the final profits from the other teams’ dungeon runs, she would not survive three days. Yet if she charged too little, she would be unwilling to accept it. She had to admit that, no matter how restrained and cautious she was, she was fundamentally a greedy person.

Still, this problem would be easy enough to solve. It all depended on whether news of her talent had spread…

Just then, she received a call from security informing her that two people had come to see her. They claimed to be people who had played the game with her on October 10.

The guard’s tone was exceedingly strange. He had probably never expected that someone living in a grand villa would also play the game of meeting online acquaintances in person.

Yu Xunge understood immediately.

Players.

She was not afraid. Since they had come to pay a formal visit in broad daylight, whatever their purpose, they were at least showing goodwill for now. She instructed the guard to bring them in.

The visitors were a man and a woman, both dressed casually. Judging from their bearing and posture, however, they were most likely members of the same team. She led them inside and showed them to their seats. After serving them two glasses of water, she got straight to the point and asked why they had come.

The woman with the ponytail said, “Hello. My name is Zhao Shuying. We’re with the government.”

The moment Yu Xunge heard that they were government officials, she thought to herself:

At last!

She had already found the answer to the problem that had been troubling her. How could she create a balance? Simply find someone stronger to keep everyone in check.

Yu Xunge nodded. “What a coincidence. So am I.”

Zhao Shuying was caught off guard by the deadpan joke and laughed despite herself. Her expression relaxed somewhat as well. She had been worried that Yu Xunge might be the sort of person who became arrogant and self-important after receiving an extraordinary opportunity. At least on the surface, however, she did not seem particularly hostile toward the government.

“You understand what I mean,” Zhao Shuying said.

Yu Xunge took control of the conversation. “You need my divine gift talent and want to work with me?”

The word “work” made the buzz-cut man’s heart sink.

What they wanted, of course, was not cooperation. They wanted to recruit her into their ranks. Cooperation implied equality, profit-sharing, and payment for every use of her talent.

But he also knew that moral coercion was the stupidest approach. Besides, the theory that the game might be the beginning of an alien-civilization invasion was still only a theory. They had no concrete evidence.

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Wu Qingbai still could not help himself and made one foolish attempt. “Miss Yu, have you never considered serving your country?”

Yu Xunge said, “I pay taxes.”

Wu Qingbai: “…”

Zhao Shuying laughed again. She cleared her throat and composed herself. Between her and Wu Qingbai, they had spoken with at least eight hundred players recently, if not a thousand. Yu Xunge was neither the most pleasant nor the most difficult among them, but she was unquestionably the calmest.

Upon learning their identities, she had shown neither excitement nor resistance. She displayed no sense of superiority, but neither was she overwhelmed with trepidation. She was a resolute person.

Zhao Shuying immediately abandoned all the lines she had prepared and asked directly, “How would you like to cooperate, Miss Yu?”

Yu Xunge replied, “I can use the Wheel of Fortune four times a day to alter one person’s luck value. I’m willing to sell three of those slots to you. I won’t interfere with how you use them, nor with whom you cooperate or negotiate. However, I can’t stay here every day. I assume you can track my movements. Ever since I retired from the public eye, I’ve spent my time attending classes, training, and traveling.”

Zhao Shuying did not ask how that problem could be solved. Instead, she asked, “And the price?”

Yu Xunge named an outrageous figure. “Three gold coins per use.”

And once players reached higher levels and earned more money, she would raise the price again.

Wu Qingbai said, “That falls into the high-income bracket and is subject to a forty-five percent tax. I mean, on every transaction.”

Yu Xunge: “…”

Zhao Shuying: “…”

Yu Xunge lifted her coffee cup. “It’s getting late.”

Leave. Now. And go as far away as possible.

Zhao Shuying picked up the glass of water in front of Wu Qingbai and shoved it into his hands.

Shut up.

Zhao Shuying began to bargain. “That price is too high. Although we have a large number of people, you’ve played this game yourself. You know how difficult it is to earn money in it.”

“Divine gift talents come in all shapes and forms,” Yu Xunge said. “There might even be talents that can make money.”

She was not saying it casually. Although she had never encountered one herself, there were already a God of Cuisine, a God of Thieves, and a God of Water. Why could there not be a God of Wealth?

Zhao Shuying’s expression did not change. Even though Yu Xunge had guessed correctly, she revealed no trace of it. The government had a total of five hundred and twenty thousand players, among whom there were naturally people with divine gift talents related to earning money.

But that was only an A-rank talent. It was not a money-printing machine.

Three gold coins per use was far too expensive. It was not as though they had no players with a luck value of ten.

They only had two.

Over the course of the negotiations, Zhao Shuying and Wu Qingbai took turns trying to persuade Yu Xunge to lower her price. One played the hardliner, the other the soft touch. From time to time, Wu Qingbai would deliberately say something foolish to ease the atmosphere.

They were clearly an old pair of partners and veteran performers.

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Yu Xunge had not really cared about the matter in the first place. But faced with their determined attitude, she finally grew curious.

“Would you mind telling me why you need my talent so badly?” she asked. “Scientific research? An international matter?”

Zhao Shuying and Wu Qingbai shook their heads. Their stance was unmistakable.

They could not say.

Yu Xunge could not read any information from either of their faces.

In her previous life, she had occasionally gone dungeon-diving with behemoths such as the Su and Liang families, but she had not known much more than ordinary people. She had learned about many things through the news, such as the timing and number of beta tests, and the ordinary objects that had undergone mutations.

As for the true secrets, she had been completely shut out.

So what exactly was important enough for these people to need her divine gift talent so desperately?

Scientific research might require a little luck, but what it truly relied on was the mind of a genius and a long process of experimentation. It did not require a long-term partnership.

An international matter?

That was even more absurd.

Then it could only be related to the game.

Equipment production? Dungeons?

Or—if she dared to make a bolder guess—did someone possess a way to enter the game?

Exactly. Who said there had only been three beta tests in total? And who said that entering the game would be impossible after the beta period ended?

In her previous life, the government had consistently crushed the great clans and financial empires. Could it really have relied on nothing but moral authority and sheer numbers?

She did not believe it.

Forget everyone else. Even Su Baige and Liang Yuchuan’s uncle probably dreamed of becoming an absolute ruler.

Yu Xunge’s heartbeat quickened. Her eyes grew brighter and brighter. She straightened in her seat and stared at the two people opposite her.

Wu Qingbai and Zhao Shuying: “…”

Don’t look at us like that.

You’re frightening us.

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