Ten Thousand Soul Banner: Deceased, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?
Chapter 223 A Confused Ghost

Chapter 223: Chapter 223 A Confused Ghost

Shen Siyuan had taken several days off in a row, and now that he was back today, he naturally had a lot of work to do.

Besides the activities he was responsible for, he also had to catch up with daily and weekly data reports.

Luckily for him, these tasks were familiar territory, and he had existing templates to use.

All he had to do was extract the data, fill it in, and change the template color, and it was all set.

The most trouble came from the activities.

To generate revenue, each event had to be more significant than the last to entice players to recharge.

This drinking-poison-to-quench-thirst approach would collapse the entire game’s economic system in a very short time, leading to massive player loss.

But Shen Siyuan didn’t have anything to do with that; his job was to squeeze the last bit of residual value from the existing users, then launch a new server.

As long as the advertising was good and the new servers launched quickly, players were like leeks, harvested batch after batch.

But as a result, the effectiveness of the activities would decline, naturally leading to lower revenue.

However, the KPI for wages wouldn’t decrease because of this, which meant relying on the operators’ tactics, using all kinds of Divine Skills to boost revenue. As long as it doesn’t kill, go all out.

So, Shen Siyuan decided to add another Divine Artifact in the planning design proposal.

To ensure smooth gameplay and prevent new bugs, he used existing Divine Artifact materials, changed the color, changed the light effect, doubled the values, and coined an explosively awesome name.

With this, the price wouldn’t be tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands.

Of course, there were tricks to selling it; you couldn’t just slap a price on it. Instead, it had to be done as a ranking, and not as a spending ranking because players had accumulated too much game currency such as ingots due to too many previous events; ingots were worthless and just for show.

So it had to be a recharge ranking to increase revenue, gifting the top player of the week with a Divine Artifact.

If one were to be even more ruthless, they could make Divine Artifact fragments. The top recharger each week gets a fragment, and after collecting a certain amount, they could exchange them for a new Divine Artifact.

Once Shen Siyuan finished his event proposal.

He felt quite guilty, as if his Merit was dropping continuously.

"Ah, is this really not so good?"

While saying this, Shen Siyuan sent his proposal to the programmer.

Zhou Zhengdao first replied with a "1" to Shen Siyuan.

The initial reply of a 1 was invented by programmers.

Because 1 represents true in programming, and 0 represents false.

Gradually, it evolved into a universal response, indicating an acknowledgment.

But Zhou Zhengdao didn’t stop there; he caught Shen Siyuan and asked for his help in testing the fishing game.

During the days Shen Siyuan was on leave, they had not been idle.

Plus, the fishing game itself wasn’t highly technical, so almost every day brought a new version iteration.

Currently, it was pretty much perfected, just waiting for Ding Youguang to contact his friend to get the game listed on the set-top box app, and then they’d just wait for the money to roll in.

Everyone was looking forward to a bright future.

Shen Siyuan was also hopeful; doing nothing every month and directly pocketing fifty thousand yuan—who would ever complain about having too much money.

Shen Siyuan even felt a little guilty about taking this money; he seemed to have put forth the least effort in this affair.

So, during the subsequent testing phase, Shen Siyuan was particularly diligent, aiming to find more bugs.

Until Tian Yunrui, seated diagonally across, called out, "Time to order takeout, time to order takeout..."

The previously quiet office seemed to come alive again.

Everyone was discussing what to have for lunch.

When there’s no choice, it’s a worry what to have for lunch; when there are too many choices, it’s still a worry what to have for lunch.

What to eat had become one of humanity’s greatest dilemmas.

Shen Siyuan didn’t want to go downstairs for lunch either, so he went with the flow and ordered a spicy dry pot with both meat and vegetables mixed together.

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Xiao Yue, riding on the Yin Wind and dancing in the air, saw Teacher Zhao again in the park.

After some thought, she descended from the sky.

Zhao Xuerong also noticed Xiao Yue and immediately stood up from the park bench, beaming with joy.

She had made a special trip to Xiao Yue’s old neighborhood yesterday, but didn’t manage to catch her and didn’t know her exact address. After some thought, she returned to the park where she used to meet Xiao Yue.

Sure enough, she ran into Xiao Yue again.

"Teacher Zhao."

Xiao Yue greeted from a distance, without approaching closer.

"Yin Xingyue student, hello." Zhao Xuerong smiled very happily.

Xiao Yue didn’t understand why she was so happy, and looked at her with some confusion.

"May I ask you a few questions?" Zhao Xuerong said.

Xiao Yue silently nodded.

So Zhao Xuerong asked the questions that were on her mind.

"Yesterday’s little girl and you, why can you fly? I’ve tried many times but just can’t fly at all."

"And that little girl called Dou Dou from yesterday, she said her mom and dad could see her, what I want to ask is, are her parents like us?"

...

After she finished asking, she looked expectantly at Xiao Yue.

But Xiao Yue did not answer her questions.

Instead, she stared at her and counter-asked, "Teacher Zhao, how did you die?"

Zhao Xuerong fell silent at the question, there were some things she really didn’t want to discuss with her students.

Seeing this, Xiao Yue turned to leave.

"Wait a minute, you haven’t answered my questions yet." Zhao Xuerong said.

"You didn’t answer my question either." Xiao Yue said.

"Alright, alright... some things, actually... actually..."

Seeing Zhao Xuerong’s hesitant manner, Xiao Yue coldly said, "Are you embarrassed?"

Zhao Xuerong heard this, looked at Xiao Yue, and sighed deeply, not smiling anymore.

"I don’t even know how I died."

Xiao Yue: ...

"I’m telling the truth, it’s unbelievable even to myself. My body had always been in good condition. That day my heart suddenly started hurting, I couldn’t breathe, felt dizzy, and fell down the stairs, confusedly dying." Zhao Xuerong said.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yue looked baffled; it was the first time she had encountered someone who didn’t know how they died.

Seems like a muddled ghost.

"You didn’t know before you died, so you don’t know even after death?" Xiao Yue asked.

Because after dying and becoming a ghost, one could often investigate many hidden secrets, which is why Xiao Yue asked this.

But Zhao Xuerong shook her head.

"Not even a bit?"

"That’s not entirely true, I suspect there might be something wrong with my husband, or possibly my best friend; it seems like they both could be suspects. But there’s no need for them to harm me, is there?"

"Your husband?" Xiao Yue said, somewhat surprised.

She had heard that Zhao Xuerong’s husband was not only handsome but treated her very well.

He often picked her up from work, bought her all sorts of gifts and roses, in short, they were constantly showing off their affection - something that was known to the whole school.

Seeing Xiao Yue’s surprised expression, Zhao Xuerong guessed what she was thinking.

With a bitter smile, she said: "It’s all fake, just an act."

"He pretended very well, deceiving everyone. When I died, he lost all appetite, cried as if his life depended on it, and even I was moved by him. But barely had my ashes been interred when he started living the high life again, changing women one after another..."

"I can’t understand what’s real and what’s fake anymore."

Confusion was written all over Zhao Xuerong’s face.

PS: That’s it for today~