The capital city was extremely quiet at 4 a.m. Xuan Qi took a deep breath and stood in front of the building. After checking the server for the last time, he checked the server. After confirming that there was no error, Xuan Qi's eyes flashed. Other places should have been prepared. I wonder if the legend that came one year ahead of time could cause storms in this world.

After pondering, the old man said, "Did you feel that the Baihui acupoint on your head is a little cold, as if something is rapidly condensing and rising?"

After hearing the old man say this, Xuan Qi felt that the aura around him was very unstable, and a ball of aura was quickly condensed above his head, and the momentum of Tingyuan could be formed soon. This surprised Xuan Qi.

"The energy of wealth has transformed, not a bird of wealth or a tree of wealth, but a catalog that I have never seen before. It seems to be a picture of beautiful mountains and rivers. This is no longer a wealthy country, but a fortune that is rich enough to be rich in the world." The old man said, and after careful observation of Xuan Qi's luck, he was surprised again.

Rich is comparable to a country and a wealthy country are completely different levels. The state has big and small, strong and weak, and one person's wealth can be compared with a country. At most, it can only be considered a rich party, but the scope of this party has expanded to the size of a country.

But the world is completely different. There are hundreds of countries on this planet, and Xuanqi's wealth can be compared with the sum of these countries. Needless to mention the specific wealth numbers, just thinking about it makes people feel excited. However, the transformation of wealth has not yet been completely condensed into a catalog, but there is a tendency to condense in this aspect. The road is to be taken step by step. If you really want to be rich in the world, you still need some time to struggle.

It was quiet in the morning, and the door of Xuanlei Internet Cafe opened wide. Some netizens who had struggled all night were yawning and going home to sleep with dark circles.

The network administrator who stayed up all night also started to rest. The network administrator who took over opened the display screen as usual, suddenly saw an unread message in the red bar letterbox. There are four rows of mailboxes in the Internet cafe billing system, and the green mailbox at the bottom is responsible for the internal contacts of the Internet cafe. For example, machine No. 1 can send information to the bar machine through this program and ask for mineral water, instant noodles and other things.

A little bit above is a blue mailbox, responsible for contacting Internet cafe chains in the area. For example, the URRR chain stores send messages to the UR87 chain stores, saying that the machines on their side are idle and that if the customers are full here, they can divert them. Occasionally, the municipal headquarters will also send some messages to purchase machines in a unified manner, or cooperate with the actions above.

During this period alone, the fugitives arrested from Internet cafes across the country have reached three digits. The Ministry of Public Security has named and praised the Xuanlei chain Internet cafes. If it were not for the fear of attracting the attention of criminals, the Ministry of Public Security would also hold a ceremony to commend it with great fanfare.

Some of them are orange and provincial contact mailboxes. It seems that since the establishment of the fourth-level system, the green mailboxes are most commonly used, and occasionally blue mailboxes are used. As for provincial orange mailboxes and red mailboxes at national chain headquarters, they have never been enabled at all.

Yang Dashan is a 19-year-old child who just graduated from a second-rate school and was assigned to Xuanlei Internet Cafe. At first, he was a little resistant and felt that what he learned was too insignificant than the Internet management. Since he came, he would be at ease, so he survived first. When he got a salary of 3,000 yuan in the first month, Yang Dashan was shocked.

The prices in 2001 are not as perverted as in later generations. Most of the classmates who graduated with Yang Dashan still have salary of 400 to 500 yuan, while Yang Dashan got 3000 yuan at once, and he was doing one-sixth of his salary. He could only get 300 yuan in half a month. Yang Dashan's resistance disappeared, and his backbone couldn't help but stand up straight, and he said from the bottom of his heart: "I am an Internet administrator, I am proud."

Now seeing a letter lying in the red mailbox belonging to the headquarters, Yang Dashan trembled. After opening the letter mailbox, a strange color flashed in his eyes. He chose ten machines in the Internet cafe and installed a game called Legend of Hot Blood? What exactly is this game?

All night players got off the computer and all the computers were turned off. The cleaner began to clean up the garbage, cigarette butts and water bottles were all gathered together, and then threw them into the trash can.

Yang Dashan and several technicians began to repair the machine that failed last night. If it was a system reason, they would rebuild the system. If it was a hardware reason, they would re-replace the hardware.

Ten best-performing computers were combined into a row. Yang Dashan updated ten computers and installed the data packets of Legend of Hot Blood at the same time. As the data was imported, Yang Dashan's heart was inexplicably trembling. He registered an account like a devil and then entered the server.

Because it was an internal test, it was not as formal as the public test. The server had already been opened, and subsequent personnel also entered it in stages. So when Yang Dashan entered the server, there were already some players in it.

Xuanyou only opens one server this time, and then gives each Internet cafe tens of computers, a total of tens of thousands of chain Internet cafes, which can reach a scale of 100,000 people together. Because it is mainly tested, the charging system is not enabled, and the others are the same as normal operation.

Yang Dashan looked at the players who were shuttled through the game and couldn't help but squeeze his eyes. He thought he had read it wrong. The crowd in the entire novice village slowly surrounded the refresh points of chickens, deer, scarecrows, and rake cats, and waved the wooden sword at the monster that had just been brushed out.

The most common experience in a person's life is that he has learned to learn to use it when he looks at the buttons on the operating interface. He clicks his finger on it, quickly opens the package, and then completes the equipment. He also carries an ebony sword around the world and looks for monsters to cut.

A long list of words can appear above the character's head. If you continue to study along the words, you can complete a simple communication. A thousand players on the screen are a small society. This new operation interface makes all network administrators feel bright.

Whether a game can be accepted by the market and then make a big profit depends on whether it can enter the grassroots world. Only when it is accepted by grassroots can this game be considered a good game.

The Internet administrators in Internet cafes are a group of particularly contradictory people. They are all grassroots at the grassroots level, but they all live in the cutting-edge fashion. Of course, the cutting-edge mentioned here is not the cutting-edge in life, but the fashion on the Internet. Therefore, they can distinguish the pros and cons of a game.

As the level rises, and the equipment begins to be updated, an hour has passed without realizing it. Fortunately, there are few people surfing the Internet in the morning, and everyone is relatively leisurely and can have a good time to play games.

Manager Zhuang is the head of this Internet cafe and a very distant relative of a small shareholder. Xuanlei, who flows in the cash river, is never stingy with front-line workers. Internet managers can earn a monthly salary of 3,000, while Manager Zhuang's monthly salary is 9,000. After working in Xuanlei Internet cafe for half a year, Manager Zhuang has a gold chain around his neck and a gold ring on his hand. I heard that he is planning to buy a house and is a standard person who gets rich first.

Manager Zhuang also cherishes this job very much. He lays a bed in the manager's duty room upstairs and slept in half a month. He holds a golden rice bowl in his heart. Whoever dares to be unable to get along with his rice bowl will dare to fight with anyone.

After getting up in the morning to wash up and having breakfast, Manager Zhuang held his big belly with his hands behind his back and began a routine inspection to see if there are any safety hazards and whether there are any hygiene in the area. The user is God. This has been imprinted into Manager Zhuang's bone marrow. Only by making God happy can he receive more wages.

Before they knew it, they walked around downstairs. Manager Zhuang glanced casually and frowned. Ten network managers were sitting in front of the computer to play games. Behind them were there a group of people who should have access to the Internet. These people were not online, and they all stood behind the network manager to watch. What are you doing? Where can you make money by not allowing customers to use computers?

Manager Zhuang walked behind Yang Dashan angrily, reached out and patted the table and yelled: "What are you doing? Didn't you see so many people waiting to get on the plane behind?" Manager Zhuang said, with a strange look in his eyes. The Internet cafes are not crowded now, and the machines next to them are empty, so why don't they go?

Yang Dashan was awakened and pulled away from the obsessed world. When he looked back, he found that there were dozens of people behind him, all of whom were staring at the computer screen with flickering eyes.

Yang Dashan grabbed his head: "Everyone, sit there casually. The machine is good and can be used as soon as it is opened." As he said that, he stood up with other network administrators and helped greet customers.

The person behind him not only did not leave, but instead surrounded him. A short, fat big boy with black-framed glasses spoke and asked, "What kind of game are you playing? Are you installing other computers?"

Manager Zhuang then found that a game was running on the computer that he had never seen before, and a hint of displeasure flashed through his glasses. Xuanlei Internet Cafe can run stably because it has a set of rigorous rules and regulations, and it is absolutely not allowed to install games into the machine without permission. But he cannot get angry in front of outsiders, and keep his anger in his heart.

"This online game developed by Xuanyou Group is called Legend of Hot Blood." Yang Dashan grabbed his head: "It's still inside, so there are only these ten computers installed."

"Only these ten can be played?" Xiaopang saw Yang Dashan nodding and immediately took a step forward: "Then turn on this computer for me..."

"Slowly" a thin but tall man reached out to grab the fat glasses: "Look at how many people are around you, you only occupy one place, can you sit steadily?"

Everyone around looked at Xiaopang, and the air was filled with a smell of gunpowder. They were all young people, and they were very angry. If they were not well controlled, they would easily fight.

Manager Zhuang felt the subtle atmosphere and wiped the sweat from his forehead, so he couldn't let them fight. Once the fight started, everyone was not good-looking, and it would affect business. He quickly stretched out his hand and said loudly: "Don't be anxious, don't be messy, you all rank in numbers, there are ten computers in total, and there are only about forty people in your group, each of them has an hour, everyone takes turns."
Chapter completed!