Chen Tang Resting on the Moon

Ke Jin transmigrated into an era where gaming was in utter chaos. Everyone here deeply believed in the notion of buying happiness with money, as game companies ran wild with various schemes to trick and force players to spend.
As a game enthusiast from his past life, Ke Jin felt like he was in a world without sunlight. Luckily, he obtained the Free Game Production System!
Players could get the ultimate reward of the "Complete Collection of All Game Design Schemes" without spending a single cent!
Not spending money? How hard could that be? Heap on the benefits!
Give away 50 consecutive draws during the summer heatwave! Give away 100 draws on the second day after the server opens! Due to the game reaching 50 daily active users, we are issuing a cool skin set originally priced at 999! The planner's niece just turned 17 years and three months plus 7 days old, so we're giving away 50,000 crystals!
My sincerity is almost flooding the players. Surely nobody will spend now, right?
Secretary: Mr. Ke, good news! Our newly launched game has just reached over a hundred million in daily transaction volume on its first day!
Ke Jin: Huh? How is that good news... No, what about the other game? The one where we give full 100-99 discount vouchers upon starting, isn't its sales terrible?
Looking puzzled, the secretary said while anticipating the boss's reaction: They've been shouting things like 'what a conscientious company' and 'if we don't spend, they'll go bankrupt,' so they just topped up. That game sold a whopping one hundred million copies globally. Congratulations on making a billion!
"......"
At 3:30 a.m., lying in bed, Ke Jin was wide awake, unable to sleep. He posted a status: Please, I beg you, stop spending. You guys are really making it hard for me...
Player: Understood, Mr. Ke is hinting life is hard, brothers, let's step up! Charge it!

I Just Want Players to Save Money, They Insist on Giving Me!

Good news, despite it being the middle of the night, Mr. Ke had still answered the phone.


Bad news, just as I had reported our impressive performance, the other side suddenly let out a loud 'awoo' and then went silent.


I also heard the sound of a phone being heavily smashed against the floor.


"Manager… Did Mr. Ke pass out from happiness?" This incident completely baffled the subordinate who hadn't seen much of the world.


Huang Chun, who hadn't seen much more himself, stroked his chin and pondered for a while before he said.


"No worries, young man, just sleep on it."


Ke Jin was in his room going 'thwack thwack thwack.'


He had printed the work photos of the general managers from WWgame and Cloudgame, piled them up, and pinned them onto the dartboard hanging on the wall inside the room.


So you're the motherfucker named Liu Tianding, right!


I bet you've never seen Feishehui before!


Chapter 19: When Configurations Aren't Enough, Bring in Reinforcements!_1