I Really Didn't Mean to Make Money

“Brother Hao, that guy isn’t chickening out, is he? Why hasn’t he shown up yet?”

In the guild chat, Jiang Jiu typed out a message.

He had already led his team around the wilderness several times but still hadn’t found the player with the ID “Snowfall.”

“What’s the rush? There’s still a whole day left.”

“Everyone, keep wandering around the wild. If you spot ‘Snowfall,’ notify me immediately.”

Chen Cong quickly replied in the chat. He had nothing else to do anyway, so he didn’t mind waiting a bit longer.

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After handling everything, Chen Mo relaxed in his gaming chair.

Since there was nothing left for him to deal with, he launched Tianlong Online. Today was the day for revenge—how could he miss it?

He wondered if those guys were online yet.

Upon logging in, he glanced at his character and saw that the new equipment was already equipped.

The appearance of the gear looked quite plain—gone were the flashy colors from before. However, the design was still quite appealing.

A quick comparison with his old gear showed that the stats were significantly higher.

Not bad.

With this equipment, he could definitely turn the tables.

Feeling confident, Chen Mo controlled his character and headed straight for the wilderness.

The moment he stepped into the wild, he noticed several players wandering around nearby—not fighting monsters, just patrolling.

Seeing this, Chen Mo immediately understood. That wealthy player must already be online and had stationed people everywhere to keep watch.

Now that he had arrived in the wilderness and had been spotted, it wouldn’t be long before a group came looking for him.

“Kid, you finally showed up. Brother Hao has been waiting for you.”

Sure enough, in no time, a group of players surrounded him.

Chen Mo was pulled into a chatroom again.

A player with the ID “Haven’t Been Mad in a While” typed in the chat.

Chen Mo smirked when he saw the name. Wasn’t this the guy he had killed last time?

But he wasn’t interested in trash-talking, so he just typed a short reply:

“If you wanna fight, fight. Cut the crap.”

“You’re pretty cocky, huh? Looks like we didn’t beat you hard enough last time.”

“Haven’t Been Mad in a While” typed another line before the chatroom was dismissed.

Immediately after, the surrounding players sprang into action, controlling their characters to charge at him.

Chen Mo saw this and also rushed forward, swinging his weapon at the fastest opponent.

A flash of light.

The enemy was instantly killed.

One-shot kill!

Chen Mo glanced at his weapon. Damn, this attack power was insane!

With that, he charged straight into the enemy ranks.

Like a wolf among sheep, he cut through them—one swing, one kill. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

This is the right way to play the game!

Before long, the battlefield was empty.

“A bunch of scrubs. Just quit the game already.”

Chen Mo opened a chatroom, dropped this line, and logged off.

He still had to check out the company cafeteria renovations, which were nearly complete.

And he hadn’t even booked the venue for the company retreat yet.

Although these tasks could have been handled by Shen Rou, he had to personally oversee them to make sure he spent all of the system funds.

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“Brother Hao, that guy’s gear is definitely hacked. He was one-shotting us. I bet he’s using a cheat.”

Inside the game, Jiang Jiu voiced his opinion in the guild chat.

During the battle just now, his own high-tier gear got completely obliterated in an instant. That was just ridiculous.

Last time, the opponent couldn’t even kill him that easily.

“Trash game, they don’t even ban cheaters.”

Someone else in the guild chat chimed in.

Chen Cong remained silent as he read the messages.

The cheat accusation actually seemed plausible to him. His own gear was practically top-tier in this game, yet even he had only survived a few hits before dying.

Looked like this game was beyond saving.

He had some nostalgia for Tianlong Online—he’d been playing since launch and had even founded a guild.

Even as player numbers dwindled, he still logged in occasionally.

Last week, when someone had provoked him, he wasn’t angry at all. Instead, he found it entertaining—reminded him of the game’s golden days when rival guilds used to brawl.

But now, seeing cheats in the game left him deeply disappointed. If there was one thing he hated, it was cheaters.

Maybe it was time to uninstall the game.

Chen Cong muttered to himself.

Just then, a guild member posted a screenshot in the chat, accompanied by a message:

“I checked. That guy wasn’t using a cheat—he was using the game’s newly released gear.”

Curious, Chen Cong clicked on the image.

It showed the stats of a new set of equipment.

Looking at the attack and defense values, he realized—if that player was using this gear, then yes, it made sense that he could kill them so quickly.

“Damn, you’re right. I checked the in-game store, and this set is available.”

“Me too! But holy crap, it’s expensive. The guaranteed drop rate means you need 100,000 yuan to get a full set!”

“Is the dev team trying to cash out before shutting down? A 100K paywall? Might as well rob us outright.”

“Well, to be fair, they made everything crystal clear—drop rates, pity system, all displayed openly. Whether you roll or not is up to you.”

Reading the chat, Chen Cong opened the in-game store out of curiosity.

Sure enough, he quickly found the new equipment.

It was still a lottery system.

But this time, the odds were ridiculously low. The pity system ensured you’d get the full set... after spending 100,000 yuan.

Chen Cong stared at the prize pool and chuckled.

So that guy wasn’t cheating—he was just using newly released gear?

Interesting.

So this was a battle of equipment now? Fine, then.

He would play along.

100,000 yuan? Pocket change for him.

Without hesitation, Chen Cong deposited 300,000 yuan into his game account.

One set? No way. He wanted three.

After making the deposit, he sent a simple message in the guild chat:

“Let’s go.”

The moment his guildmates saw those words, excitement erupted.

Because they knew—whenever Brother Hao said that, it meant he was about to roll for equipment.

And that was their favorite event.

Because Brother Hao never just pulled for himself—he always got extra sets, and the lucky ones among them would get a free one.

“Brother Hao, you’re the best!”

“Brother Hao, absolute legend!”