Fang Zhengrong and the bleached-haired man looked at the newcomer at the same time.
The bleached-haired man saw that he was about to succeed, but he was interrupted, so he stood up angrily and glared at Lin Yi.
"Kid, are you trying to stir up trouble?"
Fang Zhengrong was confused as well. He didn't know this person, so why did he stop him?
Lin Yi looked at the yellow-haired guy and sneered.
"Yes, so what?"
Although Lin Yi didn't know this person, he was disgusted with his identity as a guild member.
This guild had done many evil things, including bullying the weak and cowering before the influential.
In the three years before Lin Yi's rebirth, this guild had killed him many times.
Now that he had met its member again, it wouldn't even matter if he weren't strong enough. With Lin Yi's identity as a commoner, he was never a match for this guild, be it in the game or in real life.
However, things were different now. With his confidence in his own strength, Lin Yi really didn't think much of this small fry in front of him.
More importantly, he didn't want to see this man in front of him go through the same mistakes as before.
These were the people who had been hounding him since he was a kid.
The bleached-haired man was furious at Lin Yi's provocation.
"I told you to mind your own business!"
The man threw a punch at Lin Yi.
Fang Zhengrong didn't expect the yellow-haired man to attack him. However, it was too late for him to stop his counterpart.
"Watch out!"
Lin Yi didn't panic at all in the face of the attack. He swung his leg and kicked the bleached-haired guy's chest.
The guy thought he could knock the man down with one punch, but he didn't expect his opponent to be so fast. He didn't have time to react before he felt suffocated by the kick. He grunted and took a few steps back before steadying himself and standing still.
"You better get lost while I'm still in a good mood," Lin Yi suddenly spoke.
Although it was only a level-five mage, Lin Yi didn't really care when dealing with brats like the bleached-haired guy in the real world.
With the arrogant and domineering nature of those people from the temple, it was only a matter of time before he fought them in the game.
He seemed to have noticed that Lin Yi wasn't ordinary. Although the bleached-haired guy was actually timid, he wore a stern look on his face.
"You've got guts, kid. Let's wait and see."
However, before he left, the bleached-haired guy didn't forget the purpose of this trip. He said to Fang Zhengrong,
"Big Brother Fang, take a look at it for yourself. Let me know after you sign it. I'll contact you later," the bleached-haired guy said and left.
Lin Yi sat down in front of the confused Fang Zhengrong.
"Are you asking why I didn't let you sign it?"
Fangzheng Rong shrugged, as though saying, 'since you know, then tell me why.'
Lin Yi chuckled.
"Because I have the same goal as him."
Fang Zhengrong was stunned.
"What?"
He believed he was just a veteran who had just been discharged from the army. He knew next to nothing about playing games.
It was understandable for blondie to play, but the person in front of him had also come to him for the same purpose. This left Fang Zhengrong a little puzzled. Was there a shortage of players?
As if sensing the other party's confusion, Lin Yi went straight to the point.
"I want to form my own team. I just heard that you retired from the special forces, so I wanted to invite you to join me."
"As for your stipends, it'll start at 5,000 per month. If the team's income is good, bonuses will be added. How about that?"
"5,000?"
Fang Zhengrong was a little dumbfounded.
"Is the game that profitable, or are you just lying?"
Was it that profitable?
Lin Yi found it funny, but he could understand Fang Zhengrong's confusion.
Five thousand a month wasn't a high salary for many people, but for those who didn't have any special skills, it was the limit of what they could earn.
To be able to earn five thousand a month just by playing a game sounded more than a little unbelievable to Fang Zhengrong.
Lin Yi didn't explain much about whether the game could make money, just like how he couldn't understand someone who would spend tens of thousands of yuan to buy a piece of equipment.
He would only understand some things once he personally came into contact with them.
In order to prove that he wasn't lying, Lin Yi transferred 10,000 yuan into his account under the doubtful gaze of the other party.
"Here's 5,000 for your salary in advance, and 5,000 for your gaming helmet."
As he spoke, Lin Yi added the other party's contact information and sent his game name over.
"Contact me after you reach Level 10."
After saying this, Lin Yi got up and left under the other party's incredulous gaze.
After the shock, Fang Zhengrong looked at Lin Yi who was already far away, and shouted,
"Aren't you worried that I'll run away with the money?"
Lin Yi didn't stop, nor did he reply. It was as if he didn't care about the answer.
10,000 yuan was undoubtedly a large sum of money for Lin Yi before his rebirth, but for his present self, a future top-tier human shield warrior wasn't something that could be measured with money.
Lin Yi couldn't predict whether he would walk that path again with his intervention.
But wasn't life in itself, a gamble?
Only after three years of gaming experience did Lin Yi understand that Glory Of The Gods was definitely a team-centered game.
Whether it was a fixed team or a casual team, whether dungeons or large-scale events, from the initial five-man team to the ten-man team to the later fifty-man team, there were teams everywhere.
So in order for him to go further in the game, Lin Yi had to make plans for his own team in advance.
Chi Tong was the first person he tried to rope in, and Fang Zhengrong was the second. In raiding a dungeon, an excellent meat shield was absolutely essential to the team.
.....
Fang Zhengrong returned home with 10,000 yuan and an uneasy heart.
The person who opened the door was a beautiful woman. No one would have thought that such a simple and honest man like Fang Zhengrong would have such a beautiful wife at home.
Chen Ping looked at her husband with a puzzled expression.
"Why are you back so early in the morning?"
Fang Zhengrong did not say anything. He sat on the sofa and started smoking.
"Didn't you go looking for a job?"
Chen Ping walked to the side and opened the window to let in some air to dispel the smell of smoke, and said somewhat angrily,
"Fang Zhengrong, I'm still pregnant with your child. Do you want to smoke us to death?"
Only then did Fang Zhengrong remember that his wife was still pregnant. He quickly put out the cigarette and apologized.
"I'm sorry, Ping. I was lost in thought and forgot about this."
Chen Ping took out a mask from the drawer and put it on. She sat beside Fang Zhengrong.
"What happened? I've never seen you so distracted!"
From then on, Fang Zhengrong told Chen Ping what had happened that night. Chen Ping could not help but gasp in surprise.
"He gave you 10,000 without doing anything? How is that possible?"
Chen Ping was still a little puzzled.
"He didn't even sign the contract. Wasn't he afraid that you would take the money and run?"
Fang Zhengrong was also very surprised and puzzled.
"Do you think this game really makes that much money? Let's not talk about the 10,000. If It's true, his monthly salary of 5,000 is much more than the 3,000 security guards."
Chen Ping looked at the man that her family never thought highly of.
"Then what do you mean?"
Fang Zhengrong did not even think about it.
"I'll book a gaming helmet first thing tomorrow morning. I have to try it out no matter what since I took the money."
At that moment, Chen Ping suddenly said,
"Actually, you don't have to buy it. You didn't sign the contract anyway. You know that this 10,000 yuan is for our family..."
Before Chen Ping could finish, Fang Zhengrong interrupted her impatiently.
"Even if I have to reach out to beg, I won't take such unconscionable money. Don't say such things again."
"No matter what, I'll mess around with it. If it really doesn't suit me, then I will work at that security company."
As he spoke, Fang Zhengrong walked toward the study.
Chen Ping sat on the sofa. Instead of being dissatisfied by Fang Zhengrong's anger, she looked at her husband from his back with a trace of admiration in his eyes.
"This is my man," she thought proudly.
This is my man.
Although their current lives were not satisfactory, Chen Ping was still full of confidence in the man she had chosen.
Some might say that this blind trust was foolish, but Chen Ping felt that as long as she had hope, she could always hold on until the clouds opened and the moon shone.
At least he was working hard for himself and for his family. That was enough.
Suddenly, the sound of a cup breaking came from the study. Chen Ping ran over in shock.
"What happened?"
Fang Zhengrong stared with his mouth agape at the thread "Fenghua" on the Glory Of The Gods' official forum. He hurriedly unlocked his phone.
There was only one word on the message:
Fenghua.