Volume 10 Bugs Chapter 6 God's Gift
“Cough cough…” I don’t know why, but the god named “Fallen Angel with Broken Wings” kept coughing, which made me very worried about his health. The gods are busy protecting the people of Falvi Continent, and they are really too tired…
"Okay, I'll tell you our reward amount..." Finally, the fallen angel made up his mind and said:
"…The specific values will be adjusted according to the content of the bug, but generally speaking, a minor bug will be rewarded with 50,000 gold coins, or a week of free time, or 200,000 experience points. A medium bug will be rewarded with 100,000 gold coins, or a month of free time, or 300,000 experience points. A serious bug that affects the basic program will be rewarded with 150,000 gold coins, or three months of free time, or 500,000 experience points…"
At this point, the cautious God swallowed his saliva dryly, shrank his neck like a thief, looked around, and warned carefully:
"...You really must not tell anyone..."
Fei Yin lowered her head and thought for a moment, then asked, "Then what percentage of the floating amount can you grant in terms of reward authority?"
"According to Article 160 of the work manual, the amount of bug rewards is determined by the company, and the GM does not have the authority to adjust it on his own." Hey, what are those big shiny things on the forehead of the fallen angel? Could it be the legendary cold sweat?
"That's impossible..." Fei Yin glanced at him in disbelief, "...the salespersons who sell houses have the right to reduce the price by two percentage points."
The fallen angel with broken wings suddenly started coughing as if he had choked on water. After a long while, he struggled to say, "We are really not selling houses..."
"So do you have any promotional activities recently? Coupons, discounts, VIP cards, points rebates, free decoration when buying a new house, etc..." Fei Yin was relentless.
"I'm sorry, we don't provide decoration, home appliances, gas or electricity bills, because we are not a real estate developer. We were not in the past, we are not now, and we will not be in the future!" said the fallen angel in a firm tone.
"Oh, so that's how it is..." Fei Yin seemed to finally understand what the Lord God was saying, but she still said unwillingly, "...But Lord GM, we finally found a bug, you have to give us some discount. Look, my level is so low, and I'm still so enthusiastic to report to you, you have to give me some sense of accomplishment..."
The fallen angel thought about it carefully for a long time, and finally nodded with great difficulty: "If you tell me this bug now, I will reveal some internal information to you. This is the limit."
Fei Yin immediately cheered up: "Okay, okay, I'll report to you now." As she said that, she gestured to me, and the fallen angel with broken wings immediately looked at me.
Being stared at by the great god, my heart was suddenly filled with pride and panic. I tremblingly took out the pair of boxing gloves I bought from Foxiao and put them on my hands tremblingly:
"We happened to discover that this pair of gloves will additionally increase the attack attribute, and professions other than monks can also equip it." I solemnly reported to the fallen angel in front of me.
The fallen angel looked at the changes in my attributes, then pulled out a magic notebook that was completely different from ours from the void, flipped through it for a moment, and then nodded:
"Well, this bug has indeed not been reported by anyone yet. I will note your account and notify you as soon as the reward is approved. Now choose, what reward do you want? Gold coins, point cards or experience points?"
Feiyin looked at us inquiringly, and casually pointed to the purse at her waist, asking for our opinions. I nodded in agreement, and Foxiao hesitated for a moment, then nodded as well.
Just like that, the wealth we won in just this brief meeting with the gods has far exceeded the amount of gold coins we had earned with great effort before.
A long, long time later, recalling the scene at that time, I couldn't help but feel a little scared: If we had chosen something else instead of gold coins, if the fallen angel had left my contact information instead of Feiyin's, then my life would have changed drastically...
As soon as the fallen angel finished recording, Fei Yin rushed over with shining eyes: "GM, what exactly is that internal information you are talking about?"
"This..." The elegantly dressed God pondered for a moment, and finally, as if he had made up his mind, "...Remember, don't tell anyone..."
Feiyin nodded vigorously.
After receiving this very unreliable guarantee, the God sighed helplessly and handed a booklet to Feiyin: "Although I can't give you a magic weapon directly, I can give you this magic weapon introduction manual. This manual contains the attributes, drop locations and drop rates of all magic weapon equipment, but they are all undisclosed internal information..."
A treasure map of all the artifacts in the world?
I didn't expect that this seemingly stingy god would give me such a precious gift.
It is no exaggeration to say that this is a gift of extreme value. We certainly cannot sit back and enjoy the fruits of our labor, and let the gods generously hand over a divine weapon to us. However, he has pointed us in a direction. He must have a deep meaning in doing this, perhaps, to give us, the insignificant beings, some necessary tempering to see if we are qualified to own and master these divine weapons.
But no matter what, once we have this map, we will be the creatures in this world that are closest to the destructive power of the gods. This alone is enough for us to be grateful to this generous god.
Feiyin's eyes lit up as she quickly flipped through the atlas that contained the secrets of the continent's divine artifacts. We can fully understand her excitement, but...
Ahem, President, as a noble lady with a virtuous temperament - or rather, one who thinks she is virtuous, shouldn't you wipe the saliva from the corners of your mouth first?
In our reverent gaze, the fallen angel with broken wings awkwardly spread his wings behind him, gathered all his strength and flapped them, slowly rising into the sky and flying towards the sun. As he went away, his figure gradually turned into a floating black shadow, almost melting in the bright sunshine.
"Ouch..." Suddenly, his left wing froze, and his body immediately fell straight down , rushing straight to a hill in the distance. Just when we all thought that another flight accident was about to happen, he finally adjusted his balance at the last critical moment, and with great difficulty, he barely rose into the sky again, and flew towards the distant unknown world.
What a tenacious God, risking great danger to travel between the divine world and the human world, working hard for the welfare of all living beings. My eyes were filled with tears of emotion, and my palms were filled with sweat from his rusty flying skills...
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"President, I didn't expect you to choose gold coins..." On the way out, Foxiao said to Feiyin, "...I thought you would choose something more practical like a point card."
"It's so boring to ask for game cards..." Feiyin replied, "...In a market economy, it's natural to spend money to have fun. If you work yourself to death in the game just to save money, and then spend the money you finally saved on game cards, then you'll be forced to play the game every day, which is not worth it. Besides..." Feiyin swallowed, "...50,000 gold coins can buy nearly 200,000 bottles of life potions. It's so nice to think about it..."
There is one thing about our president that I have always been puzzled about: I don't know why, she always seems to like to directly replace the number of gold coins with the number of cheap life potions, and then get a value that is much larger than the number of gold coins itself, and then she will become happier. It seems that for this woman, the larger the number becomes, she will subconsciously think that the wealth in her hands has become more, and then she will have a stronger sense of satisfaction.
To put it nicely, she is a smart woman with a delicate and sharp mind, a special sensitivity to numbers, and a strong image perception and thinking ability. But if you want to put it more simply...
This is purely self-deception!
"Hehehe..." The president laughed proudly, "...Not only that, he also got the information of the artifacts from the GM. The staff 'Guide of Death', the longbow 'Whisper of the Wind', the spear 'Law of Space', and... Hmm?"
Suddenly, Feiyin seemed to have discovered something wrong and stopped immediately, her face turning red and white:
"Jeff, you should be level 49 now, right?"
"Yeah..." I nodded puzzledly, not knowing why the respected president would ask such an obvious question.
"Then how much experience points do you need to reach level 50?"
I checked my attributes: "835,327. Why are you asking?"
"Wait a moment..." Feiyin waved at me with a pale face, and then stretched her hands to her ears and raised them up, as if she was taking something off her head. Then, she stood there expressionlessly, as if she had lost her soul, motionless, but her mouth kept making some strange "crackling" numbers, as if someone was pressing some strange buttons.
I was not surprised at all: air travelers often make such strange moves, and they can recover after a while.
Sure enough, not long after, Feiyin regained consciousness. She was obviously greatly stimulated by something, gnashing her teeth and glaring at others. When she looked at the artifact file again, she no longer had the look of joy she had just now. Instead, she seemed to have a deep hatred for it and wanted to chew it up and swallow it.
“The lowest-level artifact here requires a level of 200 to equip…” Fei Yin waved the file and roared in hatred, like a mad lioness, “…Level 50 requires more than 800,000 experience points, and each level up will increase by at least 30%, which requires at least 32.92 trillion experience points. Assuming I go online for four hours a day and level up non-stop at my current speed, it will take at least eight years to reach level 200! In eight years, the Japanese devils will be in trouble, and this short-lived company may still exist by then. Besides, even if it doesn’t go bankrupt after eight years, these materials should be made public by then. What’s the use of me getting them now? The copies mentioned here are not even open now…”
As she spoke, Fei Yin raised her middle finger to the sky in a threatening manner: "Damn GM, you are playing dumb and fooling me. I will never let you go! Aren't your complaint calls collectable? Humph, I... I'm going to complain to you! I'll make 20 international calls every day to complain to you! Ah... I'm so pissed off..."
I don't know why Feiyin was so furious. To me, she seemed to be a little upset because she couldn't search for these artifacts immediately. This idea is not advisable: God will not care for us ordinary lives for no reason. When he gives us gifts, he will definitely consider whether we are qualified to accept his gifts. As long as we are pious enough, hold firm beliefs, and accept God's test with an open mind, one day, he will bestow the promised blessings on us.
It's just a threshold of 200 levels. Sooner or later, we will all reach it, right? If we don't even have this little bit of perseverance, how can we be qualified to accept his reward?
We can even say that what God has given us is not these powerful artifacts, but a thought-provoking admonition. He admonishes us in this way: we should hold a pious belief, live firmly and uprightly, and write our own lives step by step. Only if we work hard enough and pay enough sweat, will there be an equal reward waiting for us...
This subtle way of admonishing us and giving the cheap female magician a little punishment and valuable guidance in life, how wise, generous and fair it is!
At this moment, the figure of the GM flying in the sky, teetering on the edge of a cliff, has already cast a sincere admiration and respect deep into my heart...
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If you have never had the experience of walking on the street with tens of thousands of gold coins, I advise you to try it. It feels really good. At this moment, the weight of my waist bag is heavier than ever, as if the storage magic has failed. Looking around, the goods on the street that were originally too expensive for me to buy suddenly became "cheap goods". I am full of confidence and arrogant, and everything seems to be inferior to me.
If anyone is troubled by a hunchback, I have a brilliant idea - just fill his pocket with gold coins and let him walk on the street, and he will immediately become taller and more handsome .
A few days after the arrival of the God GM007 Broken Winged Fallen Angel, Fei Yin received a generous gift from the God Realm - a reward of more than 50,000 gold coins. This was truly a pile of gold "falling from the sky", plus the huge profits we made from selling boxing gloves, our guild suddenly became rich overnight, with a huge amount of cash of more than 70,000 gold coins on the books.
October 15, 1461 in the mainland calendar, is a day that should go down in history. On this day, our guild, "a group of people who are bored and chattering about random things," welcomed a day that is even more commemorative than the founding of the guild - finally getting paid!
Because this bug was discovered by me and Foxiao, we each received a reward of 15,000 gold coins, and other members of the guild also received rewards ranging from thousands to hundreds of gold coins. The guild members were so moved that they danced with joy and tears welled up in their eyes. Changgong Sheri spoke for the vast majority of guild members and expressed their feelings:
"I never thought that we would live to get money from President Feiyin."
What he got in return was, of course, a sharp ice storm spell and a roar of laughter and scolding from the president.
Hidden behind these unbridled jokes is a happy sense of accomplishment and satisfaction. I think this kind of happiness is not entirely brought by the heavy gold: throughout the process, all guild members carefully designed and cooperated closely to successfully achieve a difficult goal. Only those who have personally worked hard throughout the process can experience the pride in the process.
But at the same time, this happiness is not completely unrelated to these gold coins: only when your hard work is rewarded accordingly can you receive greater joy from this success. Regardless of whether the reward is really equal to your efforts, when you hold these gold coins in your hands, you will feel they are particularly valuable.
It suddenly occurred to me, if we had not chosen gold coins, but the so-called "point cards" or the non-transferable soul power, what would the situation be like now?
But the first person to make the choice was our materialistic and greedy female president, Miss Feiyin.
She could have chosen to get more, right?
Our president was being held by her members and thrown into the air, congratulating them on the successful implementation of her plan. This way of congratulation did not seem to be recognized by her. She closed her eyes in horror and screamed loudly in the air, raising the interest rate for one person and shortening the repayment date for another, forcing and luring everyone to let her go. However, the members who were usually as afraid of her as mice seeing a cat, did not obey her orders at this time, but just made a fuss and threw her higher together.
Looking at her rare expression of fear, I suddenly felt that if she had made a different choice in the beginning, she might have gotten even less.
Who knows...
After everyone received their salaries, the guild still had nearly 20,000 gold coins left. Feiyin planned and took out half of it to buy a lot of raw materials needed to practice life skills, and provide us guild members with production capabilities such as alchemy, cooking, sewing, and forging to upgrade our skills. The other half was deposited in the mainland bank as the guild's public savings for emergencies.
At the same time, temples and official residences across the continent issued a joint notice that tonight, the omniscient and almighty Father God Darimos would display his divine power to eliminate the anti-God characteristics of the boxing gloves. He would also adjust the many subtle rules of this world. All those involved in the air were asked not to stay in this plane at that time to avoid being implicated.
They call this a "system upgrade."
This announcement caused complaints from adventurers wearing boxing gloves all over the street - those who complained the loudest looked familiar, as if they were "VIP customers" who spent 500 gold coins to buy this secret from us. But, hush... we all pretended that we had never seen them and left quietly. I sincerely hope that they will never know who told the secret to the gods aliased as GM.
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Today, when the average savings of the entire continent is less than 1,000 gold coins, a millionaire like me is definitely an enviable existence. I spent more than 5,000 gold coins to replace all my equipment from top to bottom - except for the pair of boots given by the temple.
Now, my shield has been replaced with a rectangular tower shield "Library Wall" that can increase defense by 120 points and health by 300 points. It can also provide a 10% blocking chance compared to the current one. My sword has also become "Rattlesnake Wind Blade" that can increase attack power by 170 points. Although its attack power is similar to the "Brave Blade" I replaced, its attack speed has increased by a quarter, and its attack hit rate has also increased accordingly. It also has a poison effect. Other equipment has also been greatly improved.
In addition, I also bought a "Scarecrow's Chain Mail". If you can see this armor with your own eyes, you will find that it is not as fragile as its name sounds. It is called this name because the metal chains on the armor are woven very finely and evenly, just like the weaving method of rice straw in the field. This is an armor that can only be equipped after reaching level 50. As a... ahem... rich man, I decided to make plans for my future.
With all this equipment gathered, there were very few air travelers on the streets. The few remaining ones were busy completing tasks and collecting rewards, or setting up stalls to sell goods like dead people - although their bodies were here, I felt that their souls had long gone to who knows where.
I found a tavern on the roadside and asked the pot-bellied tavern owner for a glass of beer. This kind of thing can speed up the recovery of your fighting spirit, but drinking too much will make you dizzy and reduce your hit rate. This kind of anesthetic drink is more harmful to fighting than it is beneficial. Usually, no one will choose to drink this kind of drink during a battle. However, when there is no need to fight, most people like to drink a glass in the tavern, mainly because its refreshing taste is much stronger than that kind of rotten life potion.
I was the only guest in the tavern. I lowered my head and took a sip, about to drink the last sip of the wine in the glass...
Once again, I encountered endless darkness.
