Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

Drogo suggested to Toto that he make the video into a funny one.

But Toto refused!
Because making videos is not her main job, it is just a channel to advertise her power leveling business.

Toto is an ambitious half-elf who has begun to develop her own career.

Refers to the training team.

She gathered together a group of former industry experts, habitual thieves and thieves, most of whom were unemployed due to the masked hero trend that became popular in the city.

There just aren't enough prisoners to go around.

To the extent that those "heroes" have started hiring killers and catching criminals themselves to satisfy the sense of accomplishment of punishing evil and promoting good.

Nine out of ten missions issued by the city's Thieves Guild come from those role-playing enthusiasts, causing the thieves to neither dare to act on their own nor to take jobs from the guild.

The shore is full of fishermen, and there are no fish in the river.

So the big sister Toto gave an order and everyone came over to give her the order.

She used her own name to solicit business, and then distributed it to the agents and took commissions.

Accounts operated on YouTube must demonstrate the expert qualities of both themselves and their subordinates to gain the trust of customers.

To be honest, the thing called power leveling will destroy the gaming environment, but it cannot be banned.

Where there is demand, there is a market, and there will always be people who need a booster.

Therefore, Drogo did not ban it, nor could he ban it. As long as the proportion of boosting is not high to a certain extent, the damage to the game environment will not be fatal.

Moreover, even without a booster, there will be high-level players who will open a small account to fish.

There were two things Drogo hated: being fried like a fish and not being allowed to fry fish.

In short, the small game section on YouTube now is seriously lacking in entertainment content.

“Let me see which little genius made this video?”

Drogo clicked on it. First of all, this was obviously not a video taken by Toto. A pair of hands came into view, one normal and the other with a seal. Whose general was this?
“It’s quite a big investment!”

"What's so expensive?" Yuno came over curiously to take a look.

"This guy covered up one of his hands to show that he was a good gamer."

"Wow..." Yuno's reaction was exaggerated, "Doesn't this guy know that the sandbox can be recorded? It's clearly written in the manual."

"First of all, it is completely impossible to expect users to read the instructions carefully. Secondly, look at what the questions are. Typing with one hand, isn't this showing you one-handedness? It's an excellent Internet thinking." Zhuo Ge explained seriously.

"I see." Yuno nodded.

One dares to say it and the other dares to believe it.

Drogo glanced at the author, Leon, using his real name on the Internet, and his address was Twin Towers.

Wait, could it be the guy who defeated five demons a few days ago?

I didn't realize he could do this kind of work.

"Hello, audience friends. Today we are bringing you a father-son game. This opponent has won 20 games in a row. He is really amazing. Since he has won 20 games in a row, let's play with him, right?"

The tone was sarcastic, with a bit of a dwarf accent, and the deliberately exaggerated interjections made it sound very demonic.

"We shouldn't act too aggressively, otherwise what will happen if the opponent runs away? Let's send a dog to deliberately walk in the face of his Cavaliers..."

"Ah? He actually dared to hit my dog. Then I'll have to bite his entire team of knights to death."

"Not good. If we win so quickly, he will definitely run away. I have to give him two waves. Then he will think he has a chance to win and play another game with me."

"What? My opponent still refuses to surrender. I can only torture him more. No, I can only play with him for a while..."

The show reached its peak when the room owner became so angry that he refused to call his father and kicked Leon out, and the room name was changed from 20 consecutive wins to 17 consecutive wins.

Green, but not bad.

It seems that this Lyon kid can also make a living on the Internet after retiring from the professional team.

This is also a talent.

Even in an era when the career path of professional players retiring to become anchors is extremely mature, there are always some people who lose their audience while broadcasting.

Yuno, who had never seen such a video, watched it with great interest.

"Does he have any other videos? I don't know why, but I always want to eat something when I watch this."

"Congratulations, you have figured out the key use of watching videos while eating."

Drogo clicked on Leon's homepage, and there was only one video. The number of views had not yet exceeded 10,000, only a few thousand.

He decided to give him a little help and nominated him as a role model for the gaming area.

It is difficult to continue working without positive feedback.

YouTube's working mechanism, in addition to pushing content through tags, also includes forced push through the background.

Take Tik Tok as an example. Every once in a while, a traffic focus will emerge.

Then after about a month of heat, it cools down quickly.

Artificial star-making movement.

Drogo contacted the YouTube operations team directly and asked them to shove this video into everyone's homepage.

It's not okay if you're not interested at all.

I guarantee that in recent times, anyone who uses YouTube will have visited Lyon several times.

As for how much traffic Lyon can receive, it depends on him.

He has both skills and energy, and I hope he can become a star player in the gaming area.

At the same time, I hope that after he becomes famous, he won’t do anything or challenge others…

After completing all this, a whistle sounded in the distance.

The train they were waiting for arrived.

The efficiency of trains running to Deep Watertown Station has been significantly improved recently.

It wasn't that the railway company had a change of heart, it was mainly because Drogo came to them and had a friendly exchange.

The boss of the railway company was very understanding and agreed readily.

After all, Drogo didn't make them lose money, they just made a little less profit.

Drogo put away his illusion and got into position, ready to welcome the foreign guest.

Most of the big guys throughout history have one thing in common: they respect talents.

Things like vomiting up while eating, going to greet someone barefoot when hearing them coming, etc.

No matter what you think in your heart, show your attitude first.

But to be honest, Drogo never understood why he should spit out the rice. Wouldn't it make no difference if he swallowed it and then welcomed it again?

The train slowly came to a stop, and because it was full of cargo boxes, the only passenger was placed in the driver's cab.

The passenger was wearing the most popular woolen suit at the time and carrying a briefcase.

Judging from the slightly crooked moustache and the messy but vaguely stylish hair, he must have been carefully groomed, but unfortunately it was destroyed by the strong wind here.

He got out of the car and looked at this city with a confused look. Uh, the letter said it was a city, but in fact it looked like a wasteland.

"Excuse me, is this Waterdeep?" he turned and asked the train driver.

"Ha, of course, there is no other place called Sham Shui Po City except this." The driver emphasized the pronunciation of "City".

It is obviously a mockery of the shabby place being worthy of being called a city.

"Of course, this is Waterdeep, the most advanced city on the continent in the future. Only the wise can see that," Drogo greeted him with a smile, "Don't you think so, Mr. Benz."

Mr. Benz smiled awkwardly. "I'm sure it is. Are you Mr. Drogo? I thought you would be, uh, taller."

"Ha, those are all photos. The camera was placed on the ground and the photos were taken diagonally upwards. You would look tall in the photos too." Drogo replied.

He also teased the train driver, "Hey, train driver, are you buying a house in the city? I'll give you a 20% discount today."

The driver declined, "Forget it. Thank you for your kindness, but I am not rich now."

"Believe me, you will regret this decision and won't be able to sleep for many nights in the future."

Drogo sincerely "blessed" him. Then he said to Benz: "You don't have to buy it, I will give you a set directly. Let me introduce you, this is Yuno Stone, the chief researcher of the Deepwater Research Institute. From now on, your work will be directly connected with him."

Benz seemed to be more interested in Yuno and extended his hand enthusiastically. "Mr. Yuno, I have studied many of your papers. They are simply genius ideas. I just didn't expect to see you here. I heard that your laboratory has always been in Twin Towers City."

Yuno shrugged, "The Twin Towers City is too small for me to perform well."

This was a decision Drogo had made long ago, to move all the projects in the R&D department that required large testing sites and high destructive power to Waterdeep.

Yuno took the initiative to apply for a transfer, a bigger venue, and more undead!

And now he has become fascinated with a new direction, studying slime. His intuition tells him that the secretions of various slimes can be of great use.

Raising a large number of slimes also requires space.

The real slime is not the cute ball-like image in the comics.

Most of them are shapeless puddles of mud, and many are corrosive and have pungent odors.

"Okay, let's end the polite formalities here. Has your precious invention been delivered as well?" Drogo asked.

"Oh, yes, of course, she's in the first car," Benz said, and went to open the door.

Seeing Benz walk away, Yuno whispered to Drogo: "Did you hear that? He just called that thing 'she'. I suspect his mental state may be a little bit bad. You know, people who do invention research for a long time will more or less..."

Drogo glanced at Yuno and could only say that it was true.

"I don't think you, a person who can sleep with the undead and slimes, have the right to say that."

"Really? Is it unacceptable to sleep with the results of your research?"

Drogo ignored Yuno who was in self-doubt, and Benz had already opened the carriage.

He tore off the canvas, and a shiny car appeared before his eyes.

"Look how beautiful she is, Mr. Drogo."

Benz looked as if he had seen true love.

"Your investment in her is definitely a wise decision. I believe she will become the greatest and most beautiful means of transportation in the world."

Yes, the inventor of the automobile in Fehlingen also had the last name Benz, but his name was not Karl Benz, his name was Heinrich Benz.

His family background is better than Karl Benz's, but his current life is not very good either.

He invested all his savings into researching the car and even went into a lot of debt.

But the final product has never been favored by investors.

They called it "metal junk," a poor imitation of the fine and noble "carriage."

Until Drogo showed up.

"Oh, she is indeed very beautiful. What is her name?"

Saying the right thing to the right person has always been Drogo's inherent skill.

"Benz's patent carriage." Benz answered quite proudly.

"..."

Yuno and Drogo were silent.

The two of them looked at each other and heard something from each other's eyes.

"There are people who are worse at naming than me."

"Have you ever thought of dropping the word 'carriage' from your name and just using the root word, 'carriage'?"

In the common language, the root word "car" means anything that moves on wheels.

For example, the wheelchair was originally called this.

"Oh, yes, that's a great idea, why didn't I think of it before."

Benz had an expression of sudden enlightenment, and didn't look very smart.

"This place is about five kilometers away from the main area of ​​the city. Why don't we test the performance of this car within this distance?" Drogo suggested.

"Okay, okay, of course, of course, she can withstand such a test, yes, she can."

Although he said this, Benz was frantically buttoning his clothes with his hands. He had no confidence at all.

There is not even a road in front of us, it's just a wasteland. The good news is that the land looks quite flat, without any big ups and downs.

May be.

Even though he had only tested it on repaired roads in the city and the situation wasn't very good, it was okay for now.

"Okay, make way," said Drogo.

"Give way?" Benz took two steps back in confusion.

Then a huge wizard's hand grabbed the world's first car.

"Oh, you're really good at that."

"Okay, show me how to start it and drive it. I want to drive it all the way." Drogo rubbed his paws excitedly.

"You want to open it?"

"Of course, why not?"

"Of course." Benz wiped the sweat off his face and jumped out of the car.

After moving out of the carriage, Drogo finally saw the details of the car.

To be honest, the car was in better condition than Drogo had imagined.

First of all, it has at least four wheels and three seats, a driver's seat in the front and two seats in the back.

Drogo also thought he saw a tricycle.

And it seems to have all the functions it should have, there is something that looks like a steering wheel, two other poles, and the tires are also wrapped in rubber.

"Looks good," Drogo commented.

"Really? Wait a minute, I'll start it right away." Benz took off his coat, grabbed a large wheel at the back of the car and started turning it wildly.

Now that seems a bit wrong.

Drogo didn't expect that launching the attack would be such a strenuous task.

Benz spun for a full two minutes.

Enough to crank several old tractors.

"Okay, she's awake."

Benz stood up and introduced the various functions of the car. The handle in the middle is the steering wheel. The car will turn in whichever direction you turn it.

There are two handles, one is for acceleration and the other is for brake.

"that's it?"

"that's it."

"Then get in." The last time Zhuo Ge drove a car with such simple functions was when he was a child, he drove a small children's car that he bought for five yuan and played with for half an hour in the square.

Two people and one dragon sat down.

Seat belts definitely didn't exist.

Drogo simply stepped on the accelerator and the vehicle started slowly.

I will never be able to achieve the 0-100km/h acceleration in this lifetime.

Benz breathed a sigh of relief after the car started smoothly, but he didn't relax completely because there were still many problems that might arise.

"I have a question."

Hearing what Drogo said, Benz's heart sank.

"You didn't consider the shock absorption at all for this car?"

Drogo's voice seemed to be subverted by electronic music. (End of this chapter)