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!

Ultimately, Ke Jun was unable to formally discuss the matter with his siblings.


He thought he had made full psychological preparations.


But when the words came to his lips, they felt as heavy as a thousand pounds of cement sealing his throat.


Mentioning this meant he must make clear to them the issues regarding Sir Ke.


Just thinking about it weighed heavily on Ke Jun's heart.


The shadows of childhood memories pressed down on him like a nightmare, making him unable to speak in the face of his siblings' clear eyes.


This couldn't help but make Ke Jun sigh deeply in his heart.


Or the version of myself that's trapped in the past?


She understood too well the temperament of the man she had been with all her life.


That dust-covered past event—if he didn't speak of it himself, the knot in his heart couldn't be untied.


So, if he didn't want to speak, she wouldn't initiate the topic either.


Chapter 125: Firecrackers usher out the old year, colleagues help me unfold grand plans!_1