Death Game: Starting as a fraudster, pretending to be a god

The voice of the uncle in the fisherman's hat and wearing a mask was a little loud, which quickly attracted the attention of everyone present.

"Someone is selling weapon-type props over there!"

"It seems to be a baton..."

"Only 10 points for one?! And you can pay cash?!"

"Damn! Where did the philanthropist come from!"

For a moment, the players who were originally wandering around other stalls rushed over instantly.

And the customers and other stall owners who were setting up stalls were robbed.

No one expressed dissatisfaction with Lin Yu.

Because they also quickly closed their stalls and ran towards Lin Yu!

A weapon prop worth more than ten points, if you miss it, you will lose it!

In an instant, more than ten people crowded in front of Lin Yu's stall.

"Brother, I'll pay 15 points, pay cash!"

"I'll pay 17 points!"

"I'll pay 17 points for one... I want them all!"

"Who doesn't want all? Damn!"

Lin Yu looked at the players with burning eyes and felt that he still underestimated the temptation of "weapons".

This is even just a baton, not a sharp weapon!

The exchange rate between credit points and RMB is 1:100!

In other words, 10 points is 1,000 RMB!

The quality of the batons that Lin Yu bought from the commodity street was not very good, and the price was 229 each.

He bought 15 at once, and bargained with the boss to 120 each, and he spent 1,800 RMB to get it!

Of course, this 1,800 yuan was almost all of Lin Yu's savings at the time.

Lin Zhao felt sorry for Lin Yu who was busy rehearsing and studying every day, and didn't want him to work; Lin Yu also felt sorry for Lin Zhao and didn't want to ask for more living expenses.

Because the purchase price was not high, Lin Yu, knowing that "weapons" were scarce, had already set the price as high as possible!

But he never expected...

"The price has almost doubled tenfold, but it's still low?!"

"It's just an ordinary baton..."

But it seems reasonable when you think about it carefully.

After all, having a stick in the death game may save your life at a critical moment!

These people who have experienced the death game...

No one thinks that it is not worth spending thousands of dollars to buy a guarantee for their lives!

And soon, someone shouted in surprise.

"Hey, wait...he still has potions to sell!"

"Let me see-'Agility Potion', damn! This effect is too awesome!"

"I didn't expect that you, boss, have good stuff!"

[Agility Potion: After taking it, it can increase the player's reaction speed and action ability by 200% within an hour. 】

Because the previous 'fraud' against Chen Zhuo took effect, all the "fake" props at this time have become 'real'!

So, after these players picked up the props, there was naturally a bloody prop description from the game official.

These people looked at Lin Yu with sharp eyes.

"Boss, how is this potion sold?"

With the previous experience of the baton, Lin Yu, who originally planned to price the potion at 3 points per bottle, that is, 300 yuan, was a little uncertain.

He touched his chin and said tentatively: "This is also... 10 points?"

Sure enough, the price of 10 points still did not make these people retreat, but made them more excited.

"I'll still pay for all these!"

"Fuck, don't always pay for everything, so selfish?"

"Boss, I'll pay 15 points for the medicine too!"

Seeing that everyone's noise was getting louder and louder, they were almost going to fight in front of Lin Yu's stall.

At this time, a crisp sound suddenly came from upstairs.

"Bang! Bang!"

Lin Yu raised his head and saw that the uncle "Harmony Makes Money" who had met him once before was still wearing a well-dressed suit and walked down from the second floor.

The sound just now was the sound he made by knocking two gold ingots against each other.

He walked down and said loudly: "It's quite lively, it seems that a friend brought good things!"

The people who had been arguing and getting angry just now suddenly quieted down and looked at the uncle together.

"'Tycoon'!"

"It's 'Tycoon' who's here."

"You're here, Brother Heng."

Several guys in the crowd who seemed to be somewhat familiar with the uncle greeted him with a very respectful tone.

Lin Yu looked at this scene and understood.

Sure enough, the uncle who "harmony brings wealth" that he met yesterday was the 'tycoon' mentioned on the forum!

And he seemed to have quite a reputation among these players.

Yesterday, I saw in the forum that the strategy said "try not to reveal your identity as much as possible", and I somewhat regretted exchanging contact information with this uncle.

Although Lin Yu was careful and used a small account...but this undoubtedly increased the risk of being exposed.

However, seeing that the uncle in front of him seemed to be respected by everyone, Lin Yu's worries were also reduced a little.

Of course...

This "worry" did not completely disappear.

And the uncle called 'tycoon' by everyone walked up and walked to Lin Yu's table.

"Is this the good stuff that caused you to make a commotion?"

"Isn't it just an ordinary baton... eh? This potion is quite interesting!"

"But it's not something you guys should be scrambling for!"

The tycoon said, looking at the crowd.

The masked man in the fisherman hat was the first to say with a smile: "Tycoon, the things are indeed ordinary things, but... he sells them much cheaper than the normal price! And there are so many of them!"

"oh?"

The tycoon turned his head and looked at Lin Yu, as if he didn't recognize him and asked, "How much do you sell these things for?"

"My original idea was to set the price at 10 points, and it would be cheaper if I used cash or bought more."

Lin Yu answered truthfully.

The tycoon shook his head, took out his mobile phone and fiddled with it a few times: "It's indeed too low... Why is it sold so low at one time? It's not easy to get so many props, right?"

"Looking at the similar styles, I guess they were made from one copy - did you collect them individually and sell them? Or is there an organization behind you?"

Lin Yu was about to retort.

But the tycoon suddenly pointed to the screen of his mobile phone.

Lin Yu understood and took out his mobile phone under the table and glanced at it.

"Newcomer, I don't know how you got so many props at once, but you'd better say you have an 'organization' behind it!"

Lin Yu felt awe-struck, raised his head and glanced at the tycoon gratefully, and nodded slightly.

"I do come from an organization, and it's not convenient to reveal my name... Because the boss of the organization is in a hurry for money, so we took out the props we had saved and sold them... This is why I also need cash payment."

Lin Yu said calmly.

After hearing this, the tycoon pretended to be thinking and said.

"In that case, why not sell them all to me!"

"I charge you 25 points for a stick and 20 points for a bottle of potion... It may still be slightly lower than the market price, but I can settle it all in cash, and you won't suffer a loss."

With that said, the tycoon turned his head and looked at the players.

"After midnight tonight, I will put these for sale on the forum section. I will not increase the price - you can use your own hand speed, and each account can only purchase one copy."

The tycoon said that none of the players had any objections.

"Since you said so..."

"Okay, I'll do as you say!"

The tycoon turned to look at Lin Yu: "What do you think of this plan?"

"In the future, if you and your organization have something you want to sell in Jiangcheng, you might as well consider it more and cooperate with me, the 'tycoon'. How about it?"

Lin Yu naturally had no reason to refuse the tycoon.

“Okay, Tycoon—just do as you say!”