There is a Problem with This Online Game Planning

...Miscalculated.

Knowing how to write is completely different from writing one character at a time.

at this point.

It took Lin Yao a whole afternoon to realize it.

Four and a half hours.

She just wrote a beginning, plus a solution to the current in-game item prices that continue to be inflated.

This is already her limit.

In fact, the solution to the continuous inflated prices in the game is quite simple, but it may be more troublesome to implement.

There is a stall system in the game, which is the player’s personal business system, but the output of items in a regional server is limited. Merchants rely on the large number of people in the studio to stock up on goods. As long as the supply exceeds the demand, they can indeed drive up prices. This is the simplest economic principle.

In this case, it is of little significance for the government to regulate prices in the end. As long as the total output remains unchanged, it is still extremely difficult for merchants to monopolize, but if the output is increased, new problems will arise.

So Lin Yao thought of a way, which is to add a cross-server trading center, so that players can have one more trading plan besides setting up a stall.

The so-called cross-server trading center is to classify and sell all the materials commonly used in missions and cross-region servers.

All players can put the obtained items on the unified trading center for consignment, and the system will give a guide price, and then the guide price will be simply adjusted every day according to the demand relationship.

To put it simply, the materials of the whole district are sold together without increasing the output, but the quantity of props is increased in a disguised form, and the price is adjusted according to the guide price, making it more difficult for merchants to monopolize.

Of course, players can also increase the price by themselves without following the guide price given by the system.

In theory, there is still a risk that merchants will inflate the price of props.

After all, the price cannot be fixed, otherwise the game will not be playable...

Of course, this is just theory.

As long as there are no merchants of sufficient size, the cross-server trading center is the best and only way.

After all, it is the materials of all the district servers. With the current size of the game, there should be no merchant who has the ability to drop the props of the entire game district server in seconds.

For now.

It is enough to solve the existing price problem of the game.

Anyway, Lin Yao thought of such a plan, and it took her all afternoon.

For this reason, she also ran to the player server to play for a while.

It has to be said that as a relatively new type of game in this world, this turn-based online game, which Lin Yao regards as rubbish, is still played by some people, and the atmosphere is not bad.

Probably because there are relatively few such games on the market.

The afternoon passed quickly.

Lin Yao finished typing the last word, checked the time, and clicked to save.

At the moment when six o'clock comes, run away.

Only fools work overtime.

She doesn't pay her overtime pay, and whether the plan can be passed is a problem.

She can use it as a way to pass the time when she goes to work. By the way, she can lie to herself that she is improving herself. Of course, it is impossible to work overtime.

Lin Yao trotted towards the door with the joy of getting off work.

Mu Wanqing happened to pass by holding a water glass.

She looked at Lin Yao, who was wearing jeans and a white T-shirt, trotting towards the door, her whole body was full of youth, like a sixteen-year-old girl, she was slightly stunned, and then smiled.

...

Lin Yao returned home with the joy of getting off work.

But as soon as he stepped into the house, the joy was gone.

Mainly... she found that she didn't seem to have anything to do...

The original owner had friends, and they seemed to be quite good friends, but the friends were not in the same city, and besides, Lin Yao was not ready to face the previous relationship.

And she has just arrived here, and she hasn't accepted the entertainment here yet, and she doesn't know what to do.

So the fun of getting off work was quickly taken up by emptiness.

open the door.

After Lin Yao changed her shoes, she collapsed on the sofa, not knowing what to do...

"Meow~"

Suddenly there was a meow.

"Um?"

Lin Yao turned her head slightly and glanced at it lazily.

In the morning, the gray and white puppet cat called out softly to him, with sapphire-like pupils, it looked at her faintly again.

One person, one cat, four eyes facing each other.

Lin Yao hasn't reacted yet.

The puppet cat just jumped onto her flat stomach, and then took a few steps forward, pressing a pair of short legs on her chest...and sinking in slightly.

"..."

Originally, this was just an ordinary gesture of intimacy for the puppet cat.

But the girl seemed to be very uncomfortable, as if she was getting an electric shock, she immediately slapped the cat on her lap.

The puppet cat was frightened, jumped down, rolled awkwardly, then looked up at her eagerly.

"Depend on."

Lin Yao sat up abruptly, clutching her chest, blushing slightly, staring at the cat on the floor.

Then he bent down and was about to rub its cat's head angrily.

The cat seemed to sense the murderous intent, and ran away in an instant.

Lin Yao didn't chase after her. She put down her hand on her chest, leaned back on the sofa, and sighed.

What the hell are you doing?

Forget it... go for a run.

I felt tired just after jogging to the station, and my body was too weak.

Just do it.

Lin Yao sat up, tied her messy hair into a high ponytail, and went to the bathroom to change her clothes.

A few minutes later.

She changed into a pair of cool shorts, revealing a pair of white round thighs, and walked out of the bathroom. After a little discomfort, she turned around, put on her earphones, went to the entrance to change into shoes suitable for running, and walked out of the house.

open the door.

Feel the heat wave coming.

Lin Yao raised her temple hair, put on her earphones, and looked ahead, full of confidence.

She felt like she could run for a day!

... twenty minutes later.

"Ha...ha...ha...I...what kind of physical strength..."

Panting heavily, Lin Yao almost crawled through the door.

one in.

She collapsed on the floor, dripping with sweat, and the T-shirt on her body stuck to her exquisite snowy body because of the sweat, which undoubtedly revealed her graceful and upright figure.

She ran less than 2,000 meters, and she became like this.

no way.

The body is too weak.

"Meow."

The gray and white puppet cat heard the sound and came again.

With graceful steps, she came to Lin Yao's side, called out to him softly, lowered her little head, and gently sniffed Lin Yao's flank.

"Ha ha!"

Lin Yao remained motionless, and when the cat approached, she reached out to grab it, grabbed it, and lifted it high in the air.

"Meow."

The puppet cat was grabbed by its forelegs, with its face on its side, looking at Lin Yao below.

Lin Yao looked at it, managed to calm her breath, and smiled cutely: "What are you looking at, change it for me quickly! Make me four dishes and one soup!"

"Meow~" The puppet cat shook its head and meowed again, whether it was incomprehensible or disdainful.

"Ah, do you dislike me..."

Lin Yao wanted to say something else, but Mao Mao's patience was exhausted, and she began to struggle.

She can only let it go.

As soon as the puppet cat was put down, it immediately ran away as if fleeing.

Lin Yao looked at the ceiling again and put away the smile on her face.

She turned sideways slowly, closed her eyes, and continued to breathe calmly.

night.

After Lin Yao took a bath, Mao Mao didn't cook four dishes and one soup for her, so she had to do it herself.

She lives with her elder sister named Lin Xi, but the relationship between the two doesn't seem to be good.

And Lin Xi who cooks comes back late at night, so Lin Yao usually orders takeaway at night.

But today might be too boring, Lin Yao didn't want to order takeaway, so she put on an apron and made four dishes and one soup for herself.

The process is not difficult, and she can still cook simple home-cooked dishes.

After dinner.

Lin Yao put away the meal for another person, wrote a note and pressed it on the table, then clapped her hands, showing a done expression.

next.

Washing the dishes, playing on the phone on the sofa, trying to make tea, chasing the cat.

Lin Yao was looking for simple pleasures alone in the rather small room.

Then at eleven o'clock, I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth, then turned off the lights and went upstairs to my room.

Turn on the air conditioner and lift off the thin quilt.

Lie down in a bed that is familiar but strange.

Lin Yao took advantage of the moonlight coming in from the window, staring at the ceiling with a pair of beautiful eyes, motionless.

Time passed slowly.

The room was silent.

Another person in the family has not returned.

very quiet.

"..."

Lin Yao pursed her lips, suddenly grabbed the thin quilt on her body, covered her head, and turned sideways.

Although she wants to find something to do.

Although she wants to enrich herself.

Although she wants to accept the status quo.

But sure enough...

I am bored.

never mind.

Let's write out the plan tomorrow.

Nothing to do anyway.

...

The moment Lin Yao made up her mind.

The progress bar suddenly jumped forward.

[Bringing the game "Fantasy OL" back to life, progress: 1%]

At the same time, in the lower left corner of the progress bar, there is a dim mind icon.

...

morning.

It's past twelve o'clock.

Lin Yao's house.

The door to the first floor was gently opened.

A woman with a slightly tired expression came in,

She closed the door gently, then turned around, changed her shoes, and walked into the house.

Snapped--

The light in the living room was turned on.

The puppet cat lying in the corner looked up at the woman, licked its forelimbs, and lay down again.

Soft lights shone on the woman.

She raised her snow-white chin slightly, glanced upstairs, pursed her lips, and slowly walked towards the kitchen while untying her hair.

The loose strands of hair slipped down, covering her delicate facial features.

In fact, putting aside their similar faces, it is really hard to believe that she and Lin Yao are sisters just by looking at their temperament.

Sometimes she doesn't believe it herself.

After all, their personalities are too different, and they are like enemies...

Um?

The woman suddenly stopped in front of the dining table. After a moment of hesitation, she reached out and picked up the note on the table.

【Working hard, the food is in the refrigerator, you can eat it after heating it up, I made it, sister--Lin Yaoliu】

"..."

Lin Xi squeezed the note tightly with his fingers slightly.