Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

Chapter 261 City Lord, you don’t want to be defeated by the devil, do you?
Although people often say that friendship comes first and competition comes second, the reality is often not so.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be endless chaos in various competitions, such as the rampant use of drugs, targeted rules, corruption in associations, biased whistles by referees, etc.

There are also many conflicts between supporters of the players' team. The ridicule and insults on the Internet are the least of their worries, and they often happen offline.

Victory is still too tempting for people.

So since we can’t have a family reunion, we might as well make the competition as tense as possible.

As we all know, competitions based on national races may not necessarily have a higher level of competition than competitions based on individuals or clubs, but they are definitely more intense.

What Drogo is thinking about now is how to raise the scale of this world virtual competition to a higher level.

There are still few e-sports competitions on the earth that are based on countries. One reason is the popularity issue. Most games are only popular in a certain region. Another reason is that the game updates are controlled by the company, and they are not a single company. They can neither guarantee fairness nor unite to organize a competition.

As it happens, these two problems are not problems for Drogo.

Because of the special nature of the Divine Skeleton Network, it does not require any infrastructure, and one can access the Internet by knowing magic or having a device.

All games are under his control. Even if they are not developed by the Drogo Group, they have to use his engine and platform, which means they are also under his control.

And as a red dragon, Drogo is guaranteed not to favor any country.

Definitely updated just beautifully!
Now we just need a reason to make everyone pay attention to this event.

Adequate bonuses and base humiliation can only mobilize participating players, how to mobilize nobles and those in power?

After thinking about it for several days, Drogo finally came up with a plan that should be feasible.

Since the background story of Red Alert is the battle between humans and demons, why not give the game a big villain?

Drogo opened his mailbox and began to write emails to the devils who had just enjoyed smooth Internet access.

"Dear Asmodeus

“It’s nice to see you in person. I wonder if the Internet in hell is easy to use, and whether the devils under your command have ever tried the game Red Alert.

“I am writing today to invite you to send the devils in Hell who are best at this game to participate in the competition being held on the continent.

“As the saying goes, athletic competitions are wars in peacetime. It just so happens that Hell and the main plane are establishing diplomatic relations, and the devils need to show their strength in front of the residents of Felin. People respect the strong.

“This event is a great opportunity for the devil to show his prowess in a peaceful way. If your players can achieve good results in the event, they will surely win precious respect and love.

"I hope you can send players to participate in the group auditions in various regions of Feilin. Please see the attachment for detailed registration information..."

After writing the first letter and sending it to the Lord of Hell, I immediately created another one.

"Dear Pope
“Greetings.

"I don't know if you know, but our group is hosting a gaming competition. I personally think this is a good opportunity for Feilin and Hell to communicate.

“As we all know, competitive games are a grand event that can stop wars and bring people together. Games also have the unique advantage of not requiring physical confrontation. Games can help people make friends and build peace.

“I recently communicated with Asmodeus and learned that many game enthusiasts in Hell hope to participate in this event and establish exchanges with the Pheren countries in this peaceful way.

"I hope the church will support this event and urge all countries to attach importance to this rare opportunity for exchange..."

send.

Since the Drogo Group is now a "loyal friend" of the church, the emails he sends can go directly to the Pope and receive a certain degree of priority.

Soon, Drogo received a reply from the Pope.

The church highly praised Drogo's method of establishing communication through competition, and promised to urge all countries to pay attention to competition and show their level and style in the competition with the devil.

An email from Asmodeus also arrived.

The Lord of Hell was also very interested in this competition and agreed to send a team to participate in the auditions without hesitation.

After all, helping the devil establish communication with Fearing was a promise Drogo had made a long time ago.

After such a long period of silence, there is finally a game related to the devil, in which the devil looks like a villain. Asmodeus thought Drogo was not going to take care of this matter.

He also repeatedly confirmed with Drogo whether the team sent out was mainly for entertainment and communication, or whether they really wanted to prioritize strength and strive for victory.

Drogo also repeatedly emphasized that the goal is to win.

“I hope every devil participating in the competition can remember that from the moment they decide to step onto the field, their only goal is to win the championship!”

After doing all this, Drogo called Aisha.

"Let's adjust the promotional direction of our gaming competition."

Then he gave Aisha a few questions.

"Attack! The most vicious devil from hell!"

"Faced with strong opponents, can contestants from various countries stop the devil in the auditions?"

"Kings, you don't want to be defeated by the devil, do you?"

"Who will defend the honor of Felin!"

……

A lot of names that look intimidating.

"We'll probably promote it in this direction, and keep an eye on the auditions in various regions," Zhuo Ge added, "If a Devil Squad really makes it to the stage in a certain place, we'll focus on reporting it."

"Should we report it as a tragic and heroic defeat, or as a shameful defeat?" Elsa grasped the key point.

"Of course it's reported in a shameful way," Drogo replied. "Isn't it shameful to lose after playing the game several years before the devil?"

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The Lord of Twin Towers City swore that this was the strangest petition he had ever seen in his life.

Thousands of citizens jointly petitioned to form the strongest Red Alert player team to stop the devil here.

He knew that Red Alert was a game, probably a game about the battle between humans and demons.

However, he has never been very interested in virtual games and cannot operate them.

He couldn't even get past a few levels of the game that was said to be the best for beginners, where the little man in red overalls eats mushrooms.

So when I first saw the petition, I thought it was a prank.

But soon after, the bishop of the city came to his house and told him to take the game seriously.

Before the city lord could figure out what the church meant by "importance", those who believed in the goddess preferred not to explain it clearly.

Then he received a handwritten order from the king, asking him to defeat the devil in the Twin Towers City.

This forced the city lord to start catching up on relevant knowledge.

“The Twin Towers used to be the main venue for the Sutton South Division auditions.”

It’s not that the city lord doesn’t care about worldly affairs, but after his daughter Grace began to learn how to handle government affairs, cultural and entertainment-related affairs were mainly handed over to her for management.

Grace has grown really fast and handles the things within her responsibilities very well.

He was very pleased with this, and gradually stopped asking about the city's cultural and entertainment matters in detail.

It is better to have less trouble than more. This has always been the city lord's behavioral habit.

He has no desire to improve.

Otherwise, with the power of him and his wife's family, he should not be just the lord of a city.

Yes, when the city lord was having a headache, he realized that Grace should be mainly responsible for this matter.

Leave professional matters to professionals.

The city lord stood up, walked out of the study and went to find his daughter.

"Grace?" He knocked on his daughter's office door.

"Please come in. What's the matter, Father?" In the room, Grace sat behind her desk, which was piled with various documents. She worked much harder than her "lazy" father.

Grace cut her hair into a neat short style and stopped wearing fancy and complicated clothes. Instead, she wore neutral suits, looking decisive and efficient.

"How much do you know about the Red Alert competition?" asked the city lord.

"Red Alert game? Why did father think of asking about this?"

"Look." The city lord took out the petition.

Grace glanced over it.

"Just as I thought, I'm already preparing to form a team." She replied calmly.

"Is this game really that important?"

"Yes, don't you go online? Now the Internet is full of discussions about it, the devil masters from hell, who can protect Feilin's dignity."

Grace gave her father a brief overview of the situation.

"In the Central Division, which was held in the Royal City, the human team lost to the devil team. Nearly 10,000 people gathered outside the competition venue to protest. They believed that the team was not formed seriously and was formed spontaneously by amateur enthusiasts. They also did not provide good training conditions, which led to the loss to the devil team and brought shame to the human race."

The city lord now understood why the king had to issue the decree personally.

It turned out that the old man had already lost, and now the pressure was on Twin Towers City.

"What kind of game is Red Alert?"

“I suggest you give it a try.”

The best way to understand a game is to play it. It is difficult to draw a conclusion based on the cloud alone.

"Trial? Where? It's already night time and the game store is closed. Do we need to ask Drogo Group to send one over?"

"No, I bought one." Grace pointed to the sand table in the corner of the room.

“I must understand what I am managing. You gave it to me.”

Her room can be regarded as a small museum of Drogo Group products, which well reflects the current cultural and entertainment situation in the Twin Towers City, and almost all of it is contributed by Drogo.

"Oh, okay, good, well done, how do you use this thing? It looks like a, uh, sandbox."

"Yes, it's a sandbox. The player plays the role of a commander, directing the battle on the sandbox." Grace replied, starting the sandbox.

"Command humans to fight against demons?"

"You can also command demons. In fact, more players like to use demons now. After all, they look handsome and powerful."

Grace expertly entered the single-player campaign, the encounter, chose the map, and then chose the enemy with the lowest difficulty.

"Come and try it, Father."

"What should I do? This looks like a building that would appear in a church." The city lord said, pointing at the church version of the base vehicle.

"Yes, because you are controlling the human coalition, now select and deploy it."

With the help of his daughter, the city lord completed the most basic operations.

"and then?"

"We need to build a wizard tower to generate magic power, and then build a mine to collect magic stones. All buildings and unit manufacturing require magic stones."

Under Grace's command, the city lord was operating in a panic.

"You should create a few dogs to open the fog of war, which are the black areas on the sandbox, and find where the enemy's base is."

"Enemy troops have appeared. Defend quickly. The bunker is in that column. Activate the repair function. The wrench on the upper right side. Repair your barracks. It's about to explode."

"Disperse, Father, disperse your troops, the second row of buttons on the left hand side."

"Forget it, father. You can't do it. Just try to produce high-level soldiers. Gather enough high-level paladins, and then concentrate all your forces to destroy the enemy base. Then you will win."

"What a pity. You were just a little bit short. You were too slow."

As Grace said this, a prompt box popped up on the sand table.

"you failed."

"Is that it?" the city lord asked.

"That's all. But for a complete novice, you did quite well. At least you persisted for quite some time." Grace praised reluctantly.

A mature daughter should know how to take care of her middle-aged father's self-esteem.

"How is this possible to win?"

The city lord asked loudly.

He didn't find any fun in this game. From the beginning to the end, he was extremely busy and just felt tired after it was over.

He had worked so hard to create high-level troops just now, but the enemy's devilish troops swallowed him up like a tide.

"Besides, this game is not rational. My subordinates are all top-level paladins, who can fight against hundreds of enemies at once. They are the elite among the elites. They could fight to the very end of hell back then. How come they can't even deal with some demons now?"

The city lord blamed his failure on the game.

"Father, don't look for reality in virtual works. This is just for game balance."

"I don't think it's a balance that the church's paladins were defeated by the devil. The bishop in the city drew my attention to this game, and he must have felt that it insulted the church."

"Don't be so sensitive," Grace found a magic crystal, "In fact, Mr. Bishop is also a player with a high score in the ladder, and he mainly uses the devil."

"What is that?" The city lord was pointing at the magic crystal in Grace's hand.

"This is a first-person video of the demons who won in the Royal City. They defeated the best local players very easily. They are probably close to the level of the opponents we will face."

Grace said as she played the scene in the magic crystal stone.

The city lord only looked for a few minutes before covering his eyes in pain.

"Turn it off, Grace, I can't watch this."

In the video, the screen switching frequency was so high that the eyes could not keep up, making the city lord feel like vomiting.

It's like it's flashing, and each flash will control a troop to move or build new things.

He couldn't press the buttons that fast even if he pressed them randomly, let alone operate them effectively.

"Are they really playing the same game as I just played?" the city lord asked doubtfully.

"Yes, absolutely."

“Can that level really be beaten?”

"Based on the current situation, we can't win." Grace gave an answer that the city lord didn't want to hear.

"Then it seems I need to think of an excuse first."

“But it doesn’t mean we can’t win in the future,” Grace said.

"What do you mean?"

"According to the investigation, all devil players invest all their time into this game. If they lose, they will be punished in hell, and if they win, they will be rewarded by the devil. They are professional gamers."

"so……"

"We don't lack talented players here, but they don't have the same amount of training time, so Twin Towers City also needs professional players who can devote themselves to competition."

The city lord thought about it and nodded, "What do you need?"

"Funding, father, funding."

(End of this chapter)