Chapter 2064 Dad Has No Rations~

"Pick up [Qingyunmen Air Luck + 2000 Transparent Fragments*1 (1/1), the number of fragments is full, you can use it directly."

Huh, this luck has been added a lot. Before, it was only 5,500, and it started at 2,000?

It happened that his luck was all used up, and it seemed that he could start saving again.

After quitting the dungeon, Jiang Siming returned to the strength of the God Transformation Stage, which was very fulfilling.

Unlike in the dungeon, so little strength is too insecure, and he has to hide even a pine tree.

But Jiang Siming didn't regret it. The greater the difficulty, the more fragments. As long as there are fragments to pick up without threatening his own life, he can rest assured and bold.

When I came out of the bedroom, I didn't expect it to be night.

That's right, he was the dungeon that entered at night, and he stayed in it for two months, but it was only a whole day.

Fortunately, the wives didn't disturb him. After all, Jiang Siming often slept for a long time.

However, Jiang Siming got up too late, dinner was over at home, and most of the daughters-in-law seemed to have returned to their rooms.

Only two tables of mahjong-addicted daughters-in-law were still shuffling cards in the mahjong hall. In front of the TV in the living room, Xinyi, Zhirou, Bing and Huowu were watching TV with Xiao Luoyu.

Still watching Peppa Pig.

The little guy sat on the comfortable carpet and watched the cartoon very seriously. The four mothers next to her accompany her. It is not too much to say that it is a collection of thousands of pets.

Xiao Luoyu watched the cartoon without making any noise, even if Xinyi and the others were chatting, she would not be distracted, and she was well-behaved.

Xiao Luoyu, who was watching TV, seemed to feel something, and when she looked back, Jiang Siming was standing behind her.

"Dad~" Xiao Luoyu decisively abandoned the TV, with a happy smile on her face, she turned back and reached out to Jiang Siming.

Jiang Siming smiled and bent over to pick her up and pecked her face: "Dad is here."

Xiao Luoyu smiled even brighter, and hugged Jiang Siming's neck with her hands and feet like a little raccoon.

Jiang Siming hugged her and sat on the carpet, holding his girl in his arms and watching cartoons with her.

It may be that Xiao Luoyu didn't eat at dinner, and she was hungry after seeing her father.

The little guy actually started looking for rations on Jiang Siming's chest.

Jiang Siming was only wearing a nightgown, which could easily be stretched out.

Xiao Luoyu pulled Jiang Siming's clothes off with her little hands, and began to peck at his chest.

The movements are self-taught and quite skilled.

But the little guy took it for a long time and found that he didn't seem to eat.

Jiang Siming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Dad has no rations, silly daughter."

After speaking, quickly hug your favorite.

Xinyi and the others were so happy that they all collapsed on the carpet with laughter, unable to get up for a long time.

After a long time, Xinyi blushed with a smile, carried her daughter over and fed her food.

"It's up to you as a father. She doesn't even know she's hungry after watching cartoons, so let her eat or not." Xinyi smiled.

Zhirou said jokingly: "I think it's Dad's food that is more fragrant. If you don't want to let Dad feed it in the future, let Dad think of a way to induce milk for himself."

Pfft, hahaha...

The girls kept laughing, and Bingmei couldn't help laughing out loud.

Only Jiang Siming blushed, then cast a bad look at them and said, "Isn't all my food eaten by you, I can only provide it to you."

Swish!

The four girls couldn't laugh anymore, their faces flushed, and they spat at Jiang Siming, stinky rascal!

Jiang Siming smiled, triumphantly and proudly, and then got up and said, "My daughter ate my rations, alas, it seems that I have no rations tonight, so I'd better go to the kitchen to find something to eat. "

This time, only Xinyi blushed and buried her head on Xiao Luoyu's stomach.

Brother stinky, shameless, this is obviously my daughter's ration, what is your ration~

Jiang Siming got a bowl of noodles in the kitchen and carried them into the mahjong hall.

At this time, he was still fighting in the mahjong hall, and of course he belonged to a few wives in the family who loved to play mahjong.

Zhao Xuan, Yingzi, Baiyi and Jiang Lan are at the same table;

Liang Tian, ​​Jenna, Ishihara and Yiyi are at the same table.

The eight people are old bird friends. If they don't like to play games, they like to play mahjong when they have nothing to do.

Jiang Siming also fully supports it, and the hobbies of the wives at home are different.

Those who love to play games, those who love sports, those who love to practice, and those who love to read books and so on.

Jiang Siming circled behind them while stroking noodles, feeding them a couple of mouthfuls from time to time and being a feeder.

"By the way, why are the other concubines sleeping so early today?"

Jiang Siming was still a little puzzled, he didn't seem to sleep so fast as usual.

Hundred billions of people said with a smile: "I'm waiting for the public beta of the game you made. At twelve o'clock today, you won't sleep and forget it, right?"

Jiang Siming's stubborn face stopped on the spot, blinked, and suddenly woke up.

That's right, I rub it, count the days, it's twelve o'clock tonight, seven days later.

[The day of the holographic Jedi public beta!

How could he forget about it.

"Then I have to finish my meal quickly and wait." Jiang Siming looked at the time, it was half past ten, and it was still too late.

hoo hoo~

After a few bites of the remaining noodles, Jiang Siming threw the bowl, and the soup and chopsticks floated to the kitchen honestly.

The soup went into the trash can, and the tableware and chopsticks fell smoothly into the sink.

The wives are not surprised, they love to do it now... Cultivation boss, do you think it's a joke, hee hee~

Jiang Siming wiped his mouth with a tissue, got another bottle of happy water, and flew back to the study immediately.

He still decided to broadcast the game in his study room. Of course, he didn't need to sit, just lay on a chair and play.

By the way, Jiang Siming went to Nuwa to ask how the game was selling.

When asked, Jiang Siming was overjoyed. In the past seven days, "Holographic Jedi" sold a total of about 12 million copies.

At zero cost, excluding taxes, Jiang Siming earned more than 30 billion by selling game rings.

This is only for selling game qualifications, or only in China.

And most of the players who want to play haven't actually made a move yet. They are mainly afraid that the game is not as fun as advertised, and they will lose 3,000 yuan by then.

So many people are still waiting, waiting for the public beta to make a decision.

This can sell more than 10 million copies, which is actually far beyond Jiang Siming's imagination.

Even if he waits for the game's public beta, and fewer players buy it, he, Jiang Siming, has many ways to make money from the game.

Foreign markets, game skins, game advertisements, game broadcasts, game lottery, etc.

With Boss Ma as a demonstration, Jiang Siming's learning is over.

There is only one principle that Jiang Siming can keep, and that is to not destroy the balance of the game because of making money, then it will be fine.

In a competitive game, the most feared thing is to destroy the balance of the game.

Crossing the line of fire was the best example. Once the hero weapon came out, it persuaded countless players.

Originally, you said that it's totally fine for you to make some skins, but you also modify the damage of guns when you make skins. The more expensive the guns, the higher the damage, who can stand it.

It's a gunfight game after all, and now Holographic Jedi is no different.

No matter how stupid Jiang Siming is, he can't break the balance.